In a little quiet town hidden away from peace loving and environmentally unconscious societiesā¦.
there lives a gun wielding bandit queen called Poonani Kiwi.
Poonani Kiwi bullies the young and unarmedā¦..
and brainwashes them into submission to her.
Sometimes she steals little boys from their comfortable homes and makes them do her housechores. Poonani Kiwi likes children.
It really was just an excuse to have crabs for dinner, playing audiences for a talk show. The studio for the show taping is located near our favourite seafood restaurant. So we thought, āWhy not? Since itās in the same area, lets eat some crabsā. And so we did. A lot of crabs and deep fried buns. Not the best decision Iāve made becauseā¦ā¦
I had to bloody āsuck it inā everytime the camera floated pass me! I was so fortunate to be seated at the bar, on a high stool, which effectively rendered me to what seemed like an eternity of sucking my guts in.
Notice the constipated expression? Obviously even holding it in had made no difference.
The show is hosted by the ever eloquent Patrick Teoh and is written by TV. I donāt know what exactly is PinkPauās role but it seems sheās doing quite a good job keeping the production together.
Cam hoāing with Patrick Teoh.
Cam hoāing with TV and PinkPau.
We were lucky to have gotten Ida Nerina as the guest because that woman is pure entertainment about to burst out from a hot little body. I loved her in Sepet and Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam (seriously, how did she manage not to talk in that movie?). After she finished being harrassed by Patrick, we harrassed her some more for pictures and she graciously obliged us eventhough she was rushing off to another place.
Group pic with Ida Nerina. w00t!
The band was quite good, I canāt believe I didnāt catch its name. I think theyāre playing at Bangkok Jam (or is it Bangkok Jazz?) this Saturday. After the show wrapped up, they started jamming some Tiesto and we basically danced all over the place.
Me, FA, Suan and some of the musicians.
At the set before we left. Me, Suan, Nazrul, ST, FA, Jaime and KY.
We adjourned to Laundry Bar, where I drank a little more than half a glass of margarita and apparently turned a little obnoxious. Didnāt help matter that some prepubescent kids sounded like they were literally having band practice sessions, what the flyingā¦.!? It must be pointed out though that I managed to stay awake till I passed out in bed, AT HOME. My alcohol tolerance is getting there, fuckersā¦.just you wait.
*Pictures stolen from Suanās camera.
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I love Penang for obvious reason – food. But this island is not only home to scrumptious RM7 char kuey teow and cendol, itās also a heaven for movie enthusiasts. Penang has the biggest collection of movies, from the latest blockbuster to the rarest foreign title, you name it and you will get it. And they are literally dirt cheap.
While in Kuala Lumpur you may have to exhaust your efforts merely in explaining to the Ah Beng about the specific movie you want, the Penang Ah Bengs are in stark contrast to their KL counterpart. The former are a bunch of product knowledgeable folks! It was in Penang that I managed to lay my hands on Malena, Irreversible, Thirteen and many more. My most recent steal is Prozac Nation. Iāve heard so much about the movie but have never seen it in KL. It was a pleasant surprise to discover it at a shoddy stall along Ferringhi Beach.
Prozac Nation is a true story about Elizabeth Wurtzelās struggle with manic depression or bipolar disorder, as it is known now. Elizabeth Wurtzel was a Harvard freshman, a journalistic prodigy, a drug addict and a walking timebomb.
While I think Christina Ricci was a brilliant choice to play Wurtzel, the thing is she really didnāt have much to do aside from looking stoned and uttering intelligent one liners with a hollow expression. However, looking stoned and uttering intelligent one liners with a hollow expression would not have been enough to convince the audience that she was manic depressive. In this case, the director managed to salvage the movie with appropriate cinematography; plenty of spinning scenes, slow-mo and etc.
Sans shoulder pads, I love the 80s costume.
The tension between Wurtzel and her mother was well-captured. The movie was able to convey their big mutual misunderstanding and their even bigger love for each other. It must be pointed out though at times I was more distracted by Jessica Langeās permanent horrified expression than being engrossed in her emotions on screen. Such is the savage of plastic surgeryā¦
Check out Jessica Langeās permanent horrified expression.
The final chapter of the movie began with a quiet scene where Wurtzelās psychiatrist and her daughter accidentally stumbled upon Wurtzel, who was trying to take her own life. Seeing the mother and daughter, Wurtzel experienced some sort of epiphany and decided not to kill herself. After that, Wurtzel recovered her ability to write and attempted to live normally, albeit on medication.
I appreciate the fact that the movie tries to show that depressed people are not shameless attention seekers. That they do outrageous things in order to ājust to feel somethingā. I also like that the movie managed to show why the depressed are usually withdrawn, mostly because their friends and families do not understand their conditions and the fear and resignation of being labelled as attention whores or drama queens.
I give this movie an 8/10.