I’ve just finished reading The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. My first attempt with the author. The eagerness to finish the whole book had been reinforced by the third week screening of the reel version of the same title.
Posted: September 8th, 2009 | Blend: Print, Screen | No Comments »
We watched two movies in a row last night, sort of a weekender to his two-week normal office hours. He would be on graveyard shift in the coming weeks. Hmp. Anyway, the first flick was supposed to scare us and the next to lull us to sleep. But both pictures kept us alive in the middle of the night because of either too ridiculous scared tactics or too affecting lover’s disputes.
Really weird Joaquin.
I’m not a big fan, but I consider him one of the few very good character actors in Hollywood. His performances in movies like James Mangold’s Walk the Line, Doug Holt’s Inventing the Abbotts, Terry George’s Hotel Rwanda, Ridley Scott’s Gladiator, and M. Night Shyamalan’s Signs are few substantial testimonies of a fine acting. That’s why when the news came out announcing to the world that he’s shifting career followed by his series of outrageous appearances in known TV shows, I’ve had some rethinking about this whole Joaquin Phoenix repackaging. Perhaps, it is not about him being high on drugs or having a classic nervous breakdown. Perhaps it is something deeper, more intense, well-versed artistic craftsmanship.
Wala pang time (naks!) 
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