IT took me a long time to decide whether to watch “The Bride!” or not. It’s classified as a horror movie, and I don’t like horror. If it weren’t for its actors Christian Bale, Jessie Buckley, Annette Bening, Penelope Cruz, Peter Sarsgaard, and Jake Gyllenhaal, and its writer/director Maggie Gyllenhaal, I wouldn’t have even given it a second thought.
But its cast and writer/director piqued my curiosity, so I took more than a week to decide—a long time for me, since I usually pick a movie when I’m about to go home after the gym, either staying home or braving the traffic to SM CDO Downtown Premier, where I usually watch movies nowadays.
Anyway, I finally went last Thursday, when it was already in its second week of showing in Pinas. And it was, hmm… so dark, weird, and odd, I forgot to sleep while watching it.
Falling asleep has been my gauge for judging whether a movie is good or bad: good—awake, bad—asleep. Does this mean “The Bride!” was good? I’d say it falls somewhere between good and bad, since “F1” is now my standard for a great movie.
After surviving “The Bride!” I believe I can now watch other dark-weird-odd movies without hiding under the cinema seat. Two upcoming titles I’m curious about are “Ready or Not 2: Here I Come” and “They Will Kill You.”
For lighter fare, there’s “The Super Mario Galaxy Movie.”
For moderate fare, there’s “Project Hail Mary” (Ryan Gosling) and “The Drama” (Robert Pattinson, Zendaya).
Speaking of fares, the tension in the Middle East has already increased gas prices and may also push up fares for the trisikad, motorela, jeepney, taxi, Grab, bus, boat, and plane.
And it’s not just fares. The Middle East sneezes, and the whole world stretches out to catch the oil before goods prices rise, too. Domino effect pa more.
Incidentally, I saw dominoes at the Flying Tiger Copenhagen branch at Centrio Mall and actually considered buying them.
That’s the store known for its budol effect on people. I, for example, don’t know what I want until I’m there—unless it’s a piggy. But items outside the piggy circle are definitely not budol if they make me happy. Budol is an impulse purchase that begets regret.
Last week, I was there twice—Monday and Thursday. On Monday, while I was at the cashier paying for my haul, she noticed that I hadn’t bought a notebook this time. Wow. This store doesn’t need CCTV—its sales staff is observant enough.
On Friday, I did buy notebooks—but no one noticed them because that particular cashier wasn’t there. So I felt it was my duty to tell the Friday cashier that the Monday cashier had noticed the absence of a notebook in my basket.
No, I wasn’t trying to prove that I’m a suki. I was simply trying to prove that I’m still hoarding notebooks—unused, taking up precious drawer space I could have used for more essential items, like piggies.
Tsundoku is the Japanese word for buying books without reading them. I wonder what the Japanese word is for unused notebooks.
If my decision-making process for watching a horror movie takes more than a week, can I do the same for notebooks?
