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WRITER'S BLOCK I THINK OR A SERIOUS LACK OF ALCOHOL; be back soonest, love, ryan

VCD Marathon; "Apocalypto" (loved the gore, neat as only Mel Gibson can do it); "The Pursuit of Happyness" (Will Smith is sooo smart to always choose the perfect scripts); "Sunshine" (Danny Boyle is to sci-fi film-making as Ursula Le Guin is to Sci-Fi literature with a heart...spectacularly sad, like an epiphany before dying. I would think that if his life flashed before his eyes at that moment of death at the heart of the sun, it would have been so predictably selfish. God I wish that all of Danny Boyle's films be in this elegantly wry tone of voice. He has a signature kind of touch that is just so eloquent without saying anything; in "Trainspotting", it was the scene where they all just stand back along the tracks and watch the train rumble past, the camera panning their faces. In "Sunshine", the moment was when the crew of the Icarus are at the viewing deck watching their slow approach towards the planet Mercury, their faces panned by the camera all subtly showing different emotions).

CABLE TV MARATHON; Jack Black had his arm shot off in "The Jackal" and was a pot-smoking resort deck hand in the sequel of "I know What You Did Last Summer" (uncredited!). Reese Witherspoon as a ghost in "Just Like Heaven" is like two slices of peanut-butter cheesecake which is actually already too much for me, but in "Walk The Line", I just couldn't get past the yodeling and the fact that all that monotonous country singing played to packed, enthusiastic audiences. Love her, but couldn't believe she won the Oscar for this. "Mystery Woman" on the Hallmark Channel is just riveting! It plays like this mystery comic book with extra-big letters for special people. It also has tons of scenes that could clearly use an editor's scissors, but what the hell, it strung me along for an hour and a half and was worth a cup of coffee and four pieces of Reese's peanut butter cups. Also on the Hallmark Channel is the British series "Doc Martin" with Martin Clunes; it's Hugh Laurie but in a regular-coffee kind of way. Whoever said that we had a lot more common with Latinos in temperament is not being so accurate; we're more British, as far as I can tell from where I'm coming from. The characters on that show might as well have been the people in my neighborhood with their wry, caustic humor, upfront candidness, sarcastic politeness and persistent cheerfulness. Of course, the two giant networks are the ones always making the news, but RPN-9 has quietly reformatted itself into this neat little package that is just beginning to grow on me with tighter programming with a definably catchy visual look. I just couldn't get the tag, "Pare". Why pare? Have they done a survey and discovered that their demographic was basically men in their late twenties upwards; I should know because I call my friends below the age of 25, dudes- and yes, they watch "Lupin" and "Jumong" and all those sordid Korean telenovelas on GMA-7. Speaking of shows, my mom watches "Ysabella" on ABS, and yes, ABS does mostly dramas because that is all they can afford (now that they're deeper into the red with that Angel Locsin contract), I mean what happened to Rounin??? Marimar I think is a breath of fresh air and only the other day, my brother and I (yes, my brother and I) actually sat and finished an episode. It's fun without being too dismissively light and Marian Rivera is proof that there are far too many talented stars in an industry with limited good offers.

INTERNET SURFING MARATHON; You'd be stupid if you've uploaded your pics on the net without re-touching them first; beauty in the click of a mouse. Annie Lennox is back and is hot as shit with Songs of Mass Destruction. Throw up your lunch with rotten.com.
Conrado de Quiros looks for Oppositionists and now clings to Kapatiran; I don't who's more delusional, him or Amado Espino. Friendsters beware; there is such a thing as too much information.