My Film-making Dream

So, we’ve heard the stories of part-time actors and actresses waiting tables while waiting for their big break. They’ve gotta put food on the table right? What better way to do this than actually serving food?

I would be lying if I hadn’t contemplated that path in life. You know, actually doing something on the side while waiting for a chance to accomplish something in what I truly love. I do love films, and film-making, and I have quite a bunch of ideas..

Ideas are worthless, though, someone told me. ‘Tell everyone, tell anyone!’, he says. ‘Without implementation, your ideas are worthless.’

I’ve never had an editor. I’ve never had someone giving me a focused review, an unbiased thought. I throw my ideas and writing into the world before me and I receive hollow pats on the back and nothing.

So today, I present to you one of the first scripts I wrote. It was one of my earlier ones; not very fully-fleshed out. I had first, second, and third-hand experience while writing it. It was for a three minute short film competition about a year ago. So trusting that the blogosphere isn’t full of people who’d like to dickmove me and totally steal my script and my lines, I’m unleashing my script into the wild. Please let me know what you think.

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Censorship in Singapore: From the POV of ‘The Only Gay in the Village’

I emerge from my inadvertent hibernation for one reason: I am fucking pissed off. Fortunately, there is no other way I can put across that sentence without underscoring the very purity of my anger at this moment. I’m angry. I am so, so angry.

What infuriated me were the nonchalant reactions to the censorship cuts of Titanic (3D) that I gleaned from a very small sample of snippet movie reviews on Golden Village’s website. Singaporeans can be such numbfucks at times. For me, I am disgusted to see these easily these people settle for the one censorship cut to the film that, I can argue, is one of the most monumental scenes ever to be present in a love story.

They cut out the infamous ‘drawing scene’. No one makes scenes like that anymore. Continue reading

The Inner Workings Behind Linsanity

My workplace is buzzing with Linsanity. It is everywhere. Even my piercing-clad, tattoo-toting, ex-gangster chauffeur – who is completely disinterested in sports, who lives in a country where NBA games are shown live outside of primetime at 8am in the morning – has heard of Jeremy Lin. Linsanity has taken the world by storm, and I know the reason why. Continue reading

Musings on Writing

A friend recently suggested that I have a theme for my blog, as it can be frustrating for readers to follow a series of disparate and general observations.

Coincidentally, another, after reading my previous post on blogging-journalism, suggested that I upload his write-up on a very similar version of ‘eloquence’ I referred to in the aforementioned post.

In a step towards fusing the two, I will be sharing his write-up with you all today, with hardly any edits. I don’t want to step on any toes here. Bon Appétit.

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Just Because, For The Sake Of It

Confined Spaces

This current narrative style of mine will change the moment I enter law school this coming September.

In law school, you are trained to be succinct, austere, to-the-point, and most important of all, comprehensible. One look at these attributes, and you cannot doubt that they are somewhat favourable ones. Now, in the frame of the law, it is very understandable why this has to be the case; when dealing with law as a subject, a subject that is held throughout the community to be of a particularly basic essence, you cannot let the superfluousness of flowery language get in the way. Continue reading

A Documentary Journey Begins..

I will be spending the next few weeks documenting OSAC International College’s 2011 journey. Thus, there will be a huge tonal shift in terms of post content. However, please do continue to read – there are some exciting stories to be told.

The posts will be marked private due to the initial editing process.

The Beautiful People Christmas Dreamcake Project

In the middle of December 2011, OSAC International College played a meaningful part in many girls’ lives. What part? Read on to find out.

It felt a little empty for OSAC International College and its staff when the kitchen cleared after a hard day’s work. The utensils were scrubbed clean. The floors were mopped. The facilities were spick and span and never would anyone suspect anything, that the area had just been used. Unless, of course, they smelled the air. Continue reading