Thursday, July 20, 2006

Recent Reads

Motherless Brooklyn - Jonathan Letham

A man working for a shady detective agency in Brooklyn turns detective himself, seeking to untwine a ruthless crime and exact revenge for his murdered mentor/employer/____ (someone who gives verbal insults, whatever he's called. abuser?).

That's the simplest and an utterly unconvincing introduction that one can start off with to throw off the unsuspecting book browser. But that's not how this book won over numerous critics and awards.

The plot runs around characters with character; sprouting jokes with baffling punchlines that perhaps reeks of shady New York. Lionel Essrog has Tourette's Syndrome, sparking off in him uncontrollable shouting tics and a tendency to count things, any thing. That prolly upped the excitement a little. Brings to mind whiffs of the Belgian film, The Alzheimer Case; another imperfect detective.

In fact I feel like I can identify with the Tourette's sufferer on a personal level, our minds or body somehow flawed. That's why I like the book so. And of course, the author, Jonathan Letham, is tops. Humour within brilliance, I like.

The title reads: Recent Reads. Plural. Another book to go. But I suck at writing book reviews so much I'll just write this in brief for my own good memories' sake.

The Plot Against America - Philip Roth

Alternative history. Didn't realise that till I was 3/4 throught the book whereby I thought Charles A Lindberg was american resident for real. And part autobiographical, though how alternate it is from his real life, I have no idea.

Jewish kid growing up in american jewish family in a town largely made up of jews. Hitler and nazis started jewish holocaust in germany and eastern europe. WWII starts. american jews started fearing for their lives after F. D. Roosevelt got ousted by pro-nazi Lindbergh during the elections. book documents their lives for the many years to come till it was all over.

From here i learnt about the often misunderstood and sometimes mysterious Jews. In the past when I wonder if being Jewish is a race or religion, I now know that it is a bit of both, with no clear distinction, depending on tradition and personal beliefs. And the holocuast, aviation history, fascism, socialism, democracy and so on. I feel smarter after reading this book.

I thought I'm done, but from here, I suddenly remembered about another book that I've read before this.

War Thrash - Ha Jin

Compelling read. Communism vs Socialism. China vs China. Korea vs Korea. America vs Russia. something like that. Insight to some colorful and bloody part of china's history. Mao Zedong. Deng Xiaoping. Chiang Kai-shek. Taiwan. socialism. communism. democracy. egalitarism. nationalism. cultural revolution. red booklet. lotsa shit that I never really understand previously and even now.

It was this book that lead me to picking up The Plot Against American when i chanced upon it on the shelf. And which also revived my memories of Hou Hsiao-Hsien's 1980 film, City of Sadness. Excellent film starring a very very young Tony Leung still with chubby face. Set during the period when China's nationalist troops under Chiang Kai-shek took over Taiwan, the Island of Freedom. hope i got that right. wrote a review for this before but never got around to finishing it. this will suffice.

And so you see, it's all linked. From Charles Lindbergh to Hitler to Mussolini to Mao Zedong to Che Guevera to Tony Leung.

What a small world.

the great conspiracy against john doe

Final Year Project sucks. CeMNet sucks. My project sucks. My supervisor's instructions sucks. My computer sucks. Microsoft sucks. visual studio .net sucks. Work sucks. And some other stuff sucks too.

Everything seems to be going wrong now. It's bad.

i need to write.

Friday, July 14, 2006

tough shit

I feel like i'm in a state where i'm about to turn into a fool again. or have i already been one.

feel like i've let down and hurt more people than i ever should.

i've also been hurt more than i think is my fair share. once is more than enough, surely?

maybe this is karma.

but no, for that would betray my agnostic beliefs.

so to put it in a different light, this is all just tough shit that happens.

life can be full of shit, if you dun do it right.

i know, for shit just happened to me today.

banged my head very loud and clearly against a big piece of glass that's even cleaner and clearer, beside the escalator.

it was a very very clear piece of glass. so transparent, you won't know it's there till you bang your head against it.

free stand-up comedy that's actually funnie.

i was actually woozie from the head-on collision, but i heard that it's funnie, coz my frens shouted and laughed with undisguised and unashamed joy without a fraction of guilt.

so did a million other Marina Square shoppers and diners who were there at their stage-side seats.

karma i tell you, agnostic or not. shit will happen to them too,

one day.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Middle of the night

Sometimes I feel the need to blog, but what about?

It's time in the middle of the night, when quietness encompasses, or noises from night dwellers that sound like part of the silence, not belonging to you. Or the creak of the swivelling fan, on its 9457th rotation since two days ago.

Out of the window where dark clouds loom in reddish horizons, you feel small and insignificant, a speck of the world. Who will remember you?

The life of the future flashes past. The end of the paper chase, the start of the rat race, assemble a family, then bade farewell to all and life.

Will there be someone to hold you at the window sill at 3am of a wednesday night when moonlight fails and stars don't shine to mask the shadows of this silent world?

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Plaza Singapura.

I went to Plaza Singapure 3 times in the last 4 days. I don't work there. I caught 3 movies. With 3 different girls. I ate Hearty Italian 2 times. I carried a 16kg chair from carrefour to home. Via the train. To NE14 Hougang. I also met Alex. He told me, "Come behind, i'm waiting". I'm straight.

thank you