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Well whaddya know, the world didn’t end in 2012.

2011, as I’ve mentioned in that year’s recap, was a year of trying. *cue 4 non blondes Oh my god did I try here* and afterwards told myself that for 2012 I would expect less and do more. Come midyear, I have shifted my goals towards being more understanding, patient, and authentic.

I did get my Masters degree, but a big chunk of the year was filled with trying out things and chasing different things. That might sound like exploration but it’s actually just going on starts and fits of inspiration, hoping to find myself and what I truly want. Being true to myself and holding out for what I want may have been difficult, but I guess I have been lucky because even though many times I was on the verge of being spent (financially and emotionally) I always managed to pull through. There were ALWAYS ways I am provided for, opportunities for me coming out of nowhere. And for those things, I’m grateful.

Things finally came together at the very end of the year for me, both with my relationships and career. Which is why now, more than ever, I am determined to make something out of the new year. If last year I didn’t have ambitions and actual goals, I no longer have that luxury now. Because now, I have something to lose. I have a future that I desperately want to protect. 

I cut the rest of the draft off. Suffice to say, it’s time to grow up yet again.

 

 

 

 

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I wonder what it’s like to live without hope.

I’m not a dreamer type of person. I’m a doer. I’ve always worked towards what I wanted, and most of the time I got it. But despite that, I’ve always lived with hope in my heart. I’m actually very happy and at peace with this way of thinking. It has become my raison d’êtreI’ve lived doing what I do hoping that it would lead to something good.

Sometimes though, it doesn’t.

Which made me think, what if I stopped hoping completely? What if instead I taught myself to accept that this is the way things are and I just have to deal with it. That things are not going to get better. Will I be able to find peace?

I try to imagine myself without a smidgen of hope.  I’ve stopped hoping that life will get better, that I will be happy, that I will find love, etc. Would I find contentment? What is the point of living if you know that nothing at all is going to get better?

Nobody can tell for certain that their efforts will bear fruit. Despite everything that they do, they hope. But what if it does not go as they expect? Was it all a waste of time?

Isn’t that why people have gods? So that when nothing is getting better and there is no logical reason for things to get better, they can still afford to have hope. That there is still something out there that can change things, that all is not lost.

But what if all is indeed lost? Won’t hoping look foolish?

I could accept my fate, except they also say that fate rewards the hopeful.

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Year in, year out. It never fails. Someone in your social circle will complain about MMFF. Water is also clear, PNoy is bald, and the sky is also blue. Nothing new there.

I rarely watch movies at cinemas. Not because I think I’m too good for mainstream movies but mostly because I’m a hikikomori with a ridiculously small circle of friends more often than not I don’t have anyone to go with and I don’t want to look like a loser stuffing my face with overpriced non-crunchy popcorn. That doesn’t mean I don’t like movies. I watch films whenever there’s a screening in UPLB, and I uh… torrent most of my other stuff. I enjoy watching movies, even if just to entertain myself. Sometimes to make myself think.

As filmmaker Pepe Diokno pointed out, mainstream films are not about artistry or quality. So all you feelingero film-critic wannabes could quit whining about the stuff you don’t care about and go watch your almost-porn old indie film DVDs now. Mainstream films are all about making money and entertaining people. That doesn’t mean it can’t be creative or thought-provoking, but that’s not what they aim for. It’s the same even in Hollywood or in other countries. Payabangan lang sa production most of the time. Let’s not whine about the movies achieving anything other than entertainment. That’s not what it’s for. If you want movies that make you think, then don’t watch Tarantino. Don’t watch The Expendables. Just watch One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest over and over (I’ve seen it and yes  it makes you go crazy think. It’s also damn boring at points)I could go on and on but point is, a lot of mainstream films are just entertainment so that point is basically moot.

The problem with Filipino films is that they try to create a film in such a short span of time, rushing things, cutting corners. This all makes it half-assed. It’s the same thing about our dramas/telenovelas. Why do we insist on airing daily dramas while dramas from other Asian countries like Taiwan, Japan and Korea air weekly? (Sometimes they have daily dramas, but it’s not as ambitious as weekly ones and well, most of the time the daily ones are rather crap too). That’s why the script is so uninspired and the production looks so cheap! They don’t have time to get it right.

But then again, these mainstream film outfits don’t exactly have the motivation to do better. They’ll just end up spending more if they try for quality when clearly, bashing aside, their crap films earn enough. It might surprise you to know this, but MMFF actually has a script-screening process. So why do the crappy stories still get in? May politika na yan siyempre! There are only so many film outfits in the Philippines. Like with almost any industry in this country, it’s an oligopoly. They’re the big ones. Of course they’re gonna get in no matter what they deliver. What’s important is that we pressure these companies to do well. They’re the ones with the budget and the equipment, how come they’re producing crappy films? Crappier even, compared to indies. No reason to do better? Well, we better give them a reason.

I don’t want to be just another ranter. Yes, yes, yes, we know the multiple sequel films suck. It’s been said over and over by everyone every year. But they don’t stop making that crap. Don’t you ever wonder why? More importantly, do you think there’s a way to get them to do better? It’s not much, but I have a couple of grandiose ideas (thinking is fun when you’re not going to ship the ideas yourself hehehe)

 

My ambitious suggestions for the next Metro Manila Film Festivals.

Make it an International Film Festival.

It’s simple. Aside from the usual, Metro Manila invites foreign filmmakers to screen their stuff in the Philippines. The films should be little-known films with good reputations. The types that were highly anticipated and acclaimed but couldn’t/didn’t get wide distribution. Like those straight-to-DVD ones. They exist.

Or we could show a couple of films where Filipinos are involved in the production. We always see them on TV, don’t we? So-and-so proudly Pinoy person does a bit part/makeup/costume/ whatever in a Hollywood movie, Pixar movie or something. Get it, then show it to us. Make people realize that if they can do something there but not here, then the problem is not with them, it’s here.

Also, these should be distributed less compared to the other Filipino films. That way they can’t say that the festival loses it’s purpose of showing Filipino-made films.

Give the foreign films their own recognition. Some special award, culture award, relevance or whatever award.

  1. More diversity. I’m sure filmmakers from other countries would have something to offer other than Enteng, Ina, Mano, Panday, etc. series. If we don’t like what the mainstream outfits are offering, at least we’ll have a choice.
  2. Competition. Surely, Filipino filmmakers, while not directly competing with foreign films for awards, will have at least some reason to kick some things up a notch. If there’s anything about pinoy pride, ayaw mapahiya ng pinoy. They will definitely step up their game once they realize they would pale in comparison otherwise.
  3. Boost tourism? Not that malls are any tourist attraction but at least the cinemas are still a bit cheaper compared to first world countries.

I’m not even sure if these ideas are doable. I’m not a filmmaker, events producer or whatever. I’m just a blogger with a lot of feelings. I don’t even know squat about what’s involved in a real international film festival. I’m talking out of my ass here. But at least I took into thinking what I observed and what I know. At least I’m thinking.

Crappy films make me think — of how it things could be done better. If it doesn’t make you think, maybe it’s because you’re the type who would rather complain instead. Maybe you just don’t want to think in the first place.

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The year is ending, I guess I should say something.

My new year posts usually consist of a recap of the year that was and my hopes for the year that will be. But to be perfectly honest, 2011 (particularly the second half) was a fuckin shitstorm and I really really REALLY DO NOT WANT to go through that again, not even in my head.

It was just all too much. I’m disappointed to say I didn’t meet alot of the goals I set when the year started out, and nothing significant was achieved either. But I tried. So fucking hard.

Rather than saying that it was a year of failures, 2011 was a year of trying.  I may not have succeeded in whatever I wanted, but I just managed to surprise myself at how hard I could actually try, how much I could give, how far I could go. I was way short of reaching my goals, but I also realized how much I was limiting myself. Now that I’ve done this much, somehow the limits have been broken and there is a possibility that can do so much more.

2012 is supposed to be my year. Year of the 88-ers, Golden Dragon in the Chinese Calendar. There looms shift and tweaks for me. I’m possibly hopefully going to finish my Masters, and there are other things that may or may not happen. Like me finally getting a job or something and finally leaving this hikikomori life behind. Or the end of the world.

I have plans, but I have no expectations. I don’t have any ambitions but I aim far anyway and just hope for the best.

Because if the world doesn’t darn end as predicted, I better get ready to live the rest of my life. All I could do right now is be at peace and content. Do good and hopefully, 2012 will also be good to me.


This is appropriate.

Come on in, 2012. The house is a mess and I’ve got this splitting head(heart)ache. This really isn’t a good time but since you’re already here anyway, alright then, let’s do this.

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I really want to start writing fiction again, but I am still bothered by the fact that my works don’t seem to have any actual ending or resolution.

Wouldn’t it be nice if some things just ended abruptly? Like this blog post.

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