Movie review: Inception

Peter, Chui and I watched "Inception" on last Saturday midnight. I don't really like to watch midnight shows but i managed to buckle up myself and stayed conscious until 10pm, and that's when a good dose of Hazelnut old town white coffee have to kick in.

At first i thought that it will be pretty dreadful to try to stay awake for the 150 mins movie. BOY, how WRONG am I. The movie was ridiculously GOOD! At 230am, we left the cinema with our mind totally blown away, while craving for more!

The movie is very intelligently designed, from the idea, concept, storyline, all the way to its characters and graphics, it was simply a class of its own. Many might think that the movie is a bit to hard to comprehend with its complicated plots, however, i would say a good movie involves two way interaction. If you are looking for a movie which congest all your senses and turn your brain off with special effects and superhuman stunts, well, there are many of those movie out there which are able to provide you a adrenaline pumping vegetative ride. However, the moment you stepped out of the cinema, you'll remember nothing.

Inception is the total opposite. There are not only a lot to take in and digest, its even more to imagine and to think. And that is what hold our breath and kept us riveted for the 2 and half hours. As the movie tag line goes "your mind is the scene of the crime", the whole movie is all about our mind, how we perceive, think and react towards what the visual is trying to tell us.

I wont talk much about the storyline, cuz i think words do not do any justification to the movie itself. So go and watch the movie, i can assure you that you'd never seen anything like Inception before.

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Spaghetti with bolognese sauce, olive, paprika powder and chicken meatball. And the best is its home cooked. Peter is getting good at cooking Italian food ;)

Love your job?

It has been a shitty day today. I'm feeling sick, agitated, and all i wanna do is to shout "f* off" at everyone's face. I wished i can be mean and maybe more aggressive at times, so that people will get the message that i mean what i say and i say what i mean.

As much as i want to say its my hormone that is talking, its not. The dissatisfaction i had with regards to my job has been slowly mounting inside of me as the days goes by, and now it had reached sky high. And funny thing is when i have a conversation with HR manager this morning, she actually encouraged me to step out when the time is right.

However if i were to dissect out the emotional part of me, i have to admit that behind all the angst, i am actually feared that it will not make a difference even if i were to step out. Wherever i go, whichever companies i'm in, there will be the same issues (politics, corruptions, job dissatisfaction, lousy boss) exist, and then people gonna start to tell me, "you know what Susan, the problem is not about the company, its just the reality of life."

That will be one sad truth. People work their whole life, feeling shitty and grumpy, but they cant do anything about it because that's life.

My friends asked me whats my interest, maybe that's the answer for my ideal career. I like music, reading, but is it lucrative enough to support me financially if i turn that into career? The truth is no, nor i have the talent to become a professional musician or book critics. Some said that doing what you love is a bliss, one true career bliss. But is it really true? Or are we hypnotize ourselves into believing that our job sucks because we dont like what we are doing.

Maybe its fine that i don't have to love my job; maybe work as a means to make ends meet is just as legitimate as working to feed the inner passion; maybe its ok to admit that i'm working for the money (not that money is my goal of life, but i'm doing that because i need money to pay loans, to support expenses, to do the things i really like); maybe i need not to be thrilled with what i'm doing at all.

I felt as though i'm compromising and lower down my own expectation by thinking in this way. Is that another yardstick to define myself getting old and losing innocence?

But having said all these, i think i've got nothing to lose if i want to leave my current job. Will i love and enjoy my new job? well it doesn't matter, it really doesn't.

Book Review: My sister Keeper

Here comes my reviews for "My Sister's Keeper".

Lets just say this, i wont bother to try out her other books.

I don't really like how Jodi Picoult writes her books entirely based on manipulation of controversial issues and human emotions. Questionable medical ethics, designer or test tube babies (its not cloning, where most have misunderstood), stereotypical dysfunctional familiy whereby everyone is selfish yet sacrificial in their own way. Its like smacking a whole lots of questions which doesnt has a right and wrong answers into one confused plot, and justified with the most abused word called "love".

There is no doubt that the storyline is interesting and out of the norm, and the author knows she definitely hits the right button with all the 'right' controversial and emotional elements. However, the story has too many cliff hangers (a.k.a build up big plots but don't deliver), too many narrators and characters, and did i mentioned its stereotypical? oh not to forget the super super bad ending. When Anna finally won her rights for medical emancipation, she died tragically (ok, that's a big spoiler), and of course her liver still goes to her leukemic sister despite how much she wants to give up her life. Seriously, what sort of ending was that????

Anyway, someone told me that the ending in the movie is totally different from the novel, and it was directed by the same director who did the "the notebook". Well, hopefully the movie is not as disappointing as the blue print.