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a twisted little soul... people see me to be so delicious they sometimes want to eat me...

Borutesu Faibu

“A generation without closure” is one label that has been associated to my generation.  This is basically linked to me and my contemporaries’ failure to realize whatever happened to the well-loved Voltes V team (Steve, Big Bert, Little John, Jamie and Mark) and the Bozanian Empire when the very popular TV show’s final five episodes were cut off the air by the Marcos regime in the late 70’s.

But because of the new technology in which almost all information is now available in the internet, I had the opportunity to finally make a closure on this long-standing delay.  Some even feel that this anime is considered to be the longest story ever told.  Thanks to Youtube and the person who uploaded the final episodes of the most adored anime series of my generation.  Hermetic seal has somewhat been achieved. 

However, there are still some silly questions that left hanging after watching the final episode:

  1.  Who did Jamie end up marrying? Will she pose sexy in the cover of FHM magazine?
  2. Did Little John outgrow the black heads on his face?  How does Little John look like as an adult?
  3. Would Big Bert agree to trim his body down as treated and sponsored by Dra. Vicky Belo?
  4. Would Mark be signed up as a Bench underwear model in its next bi-annual fashion show?
  5. Would Steve agree for a 5-picture contract with Pinoy Box Office Queen Sarah Geronimo?
  6. Are the remaining Bozanians with horns on their head dehorned by the earthlings when peace was achieved and realized in the universe?  In case they do not have horns anymore, does it mean they will never get horny for the rest of their lives?
  7. With peace being achieved in the universe and Voltes weapons are practically of no use anymore, will the Ultra Electro Magnetic Top, Laser Sword, Voltes Bazooka and Chain Knuckle be auctioned in Sotheby’s or be on display at Tokyo National Museum?
  8. Is it true about the rumor that Voltes V will do a film and their main antagonists are Celia Rodriguez, Bella Flores and (the come-back movie of)  Zenny Zabala?  There’s even a big buzz that Imelda Marcos will have a special participation at the end to relive her family’s power of killing Voltes V! 

 These questions may seem to belittle the fascinating anime of my childhood days.  But one thing remains Voltes V was able to bring a generation of Filipinos (of various social-classes) into a commonality.  It created a shared experience that really brought people together.   It captivated a Pinoy breed on a story of friendship, of brotherhood, of sacrifice, of justice and of team work.  No doubt, Voltes V will always have a reasonably huge fragment in my life and the persuasive lessons it conveyed will always be remembered.

Dahil dyan… Let’s Volt In!!!

Panghilod Movie Scene

You will look for a lover who is sexier and better looking than your ‘ex’ so that next time you bump into each other you can proudly hang yourself to the shoulders of your new partner.  However, you wouldn’t know if you would laugh or cry or be angered because the new significant other of your ‘ex’ is flabby and hideous. 

Then you will run unto the rain and when you enter your house drenched, you will go straight to your shower.  You slowly slide onto the bathroom tiles while scouring your skin with a stone-body-scrubber.  While intensely shedding buckets of tears and significant amount of epidermal membrane because of scrubbing, you deliriously utter the words “Ang dumi-dumi koooh… Ang dumi-dumi koooh…” (I’m so dirty… I’m so dirty…)

For sure using stone-body-scrubber (otherwise known as ‘batong panghilod’) usually found on stony sea shores will be more notably dramatic than using loofah, squished nylon net, plastic body brush with handle or face towel.

Hahaha! Wala lang.  Trip lang!

Dancer in the Dark

Last weekend, I tried to shut off my life for 2 hours and try to find an eccentric movie available in the internet and unexpectedly stumbled into “Dancer in the Dark” starring pop singer Bjork.  A lot of people consider “Dancer in the Dark” a 2000 Danish movie directed by Lars von Trier as the loneliest, saddest and most depressing movie ever. But I have seen more depressing movies than this one.  Nevertheless, though the movie is already 10 years old, it remains to be an emotional bulldozer.

What I like about the movie is the way the powerful heart-wrenching story was presented. It is inventive, shockingly simple yet original which is totally different from the usual mainstream Hollywood movie. Another worthy facet of the film is the brilliant acting by Bjork.  It was not Bjork that I am seeing but Selma Jezkova (the name of the main character) the genuine person enduring the pains and realities of her existence. 

Selma Jezkova is a mixture of amazing high spirits and fragile harmlessness with fortitudes of incapable dishonesty and genuine naivete.  Bjork is so effective there are times that when I disagree with Selma’s naïve decisions I want to physically get inside my computer monitor to enter the scene, pull her ear and slap her in the face for her to realize that her innocent inclinations and choices are amiss.

Ang pelikulang ito ay nakakaiyak, yamot, tuwa, inis, galit, ngiti, lungkot. Kaya sulit ang dalawang oras!

Visita Buddha

Don’t get me wrong, I am a Catholic but Visita Iglesia is one Filipino custom that I have yet to do.  It is a Catholic tradition of visiting at least seven churches in one day to ernestly pray- usually done on a Maundy Thursday.  Maybe it is because being based in the Philippines I know that I will at one point in my life will have the chance to do it.  The opportunity is always present and possible.

This made me so guilty when I recently had my second opportunity to visit Bangkok, Thailand.  Because stepping into Bangkok is a rare chance, I again find myself visiting the various Buddhist Wat-s (temples).  These are the counterparts of the Catholic churches in Manila.

I am especially at awe with the very Asian culture, aesthetic designs and architecture of Bangkok.  Entering each of the glittering Buddhist temples of Bangkok basically made the same impression when I enter the Catholic churches here in Pinas.  It is serene, it is spiritual, it is pious and it is heavenly.  I am very impressed though by the Thai Buddhist people praying with much focus and deep contemplation because unlike the churches in the Philippines their temples in Bangkok are tourist-flooded!

Here’s the proof of my guilt, my Vista Buddha encounters…

 

 

 

 Ayun na pa sayn op da kros ako pagka-dasal ko sa isa sa mga templo!

4th Year!!!

This blog is not very popular.  This blog has not received any recognition.  This blog has few readers.  This blog stinks and is out of this world.  But this blog is 4 years old, or 29 in dog years.  And I don’t have plans of stopping yet!  I fairness, I think I made some pretty nice articles over here.

Four years ago, I let the world know that I am a “blogger”.  At that time I had no idea where this would take me or what would do with it, all I knew was that I has some crazy ideas to share.

It’s not every day you turn 4 years old.  In fact, it is only one day ever, and that day is today for Nengkoy – this blog!  Whether you come to liken this site or totally hate it, here’s to a healthy fourth year.

Apat na taong kabaliwan!!!

Dance with my Father

Today is Father’s Day and I sorely miss my Tatay!   This song (by Luther Vandross) says everything that I’m feeling.   Here’s the moving lyrics…

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ’til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream

Lab yu Tatay Joe!

World Cup for Pinas is Bland

In the midst of all the brouhaha about the NBA Finals Game 7, the citizens of the Philippines do not care and do not know that there is an estimated 380,000 foreign fans who travelled and will travel to South Africa to watch the World Cup; there are already 2.9 million tickets sold for its various matches this year; an estimated 3.2 billion US dollars earned by FIFA in media and marketing revenues; and, 60 million estimated number of viewers who will watch the World Cup finals on television.

However, in the Philippines we seem to not belong in the above stated statistics.  It is because majority of us find soccer as a boring low scoring game.  It is because we do not know the names of the players (David Beckham is more of a husband of Posh Spice and more of an underwear model than a soccer player to us).  It is because we do not know its history or the game’s tactics.  We just essentially see 22 men running up and down a huge field chasing and kicking a ball. 

But it is a totally different scenario in Bangkok, Thailand.  I was almost bitten by the World Cup bug during my short stay in Bangkok last weekend.  The international sports all I was exposed to was nothing but World Cup.  It’s everywhere in Bangkok!  You can really feel the South African World Cup fever. 

My first night, I was amazed by the young Caucasian-race foreigners crowding at almost all bars along Khaosan Road watching and cheering on the games flashed on TV screens and digital projectors.  The stores in Siam Square are decorated by massive billboards promoting the games.  The streets are full of promotional materials bearing the various superstar players of the game.  Magazines, newspapers and even restaurant bar’s bulletin boards are headlining the highlights and schedules of the games.  Even at the airport, the travelers waiting for their boarding time are all stuck on the TV screen watching the games. 

I do not understand the underlying excitement that has the world captivated about this sport.  Some even believe that fans riot out of boredom but I totally disagree because if boring sports like soccer lead to aggressive spectators, we must surely witness a lot of blood during a chess match.  I believe that in soccer, it’s just so hard to score that is why tension and excitement builds up which leads to full blast celebration when one player makes a goal.

Filipinos have yet to be mystified by the sport maybe it’s also because it’s like some food from other countries which we think is gross and some things we eat is gross to them.  It’s the way we are raised and what we have grown accustomed to.  We love NBA because we are so American!  I still find soccer to be absolutely boring yet I am mystified as to why it’s so damned intense in other parts of the world like Thailand.

Kung boring sa atin, eh bakit “sipa” ang pambansang laro?

Warning: NBA Finals Game 7 may lead to a Job Disciplinary Action

Even if the economy is bad, a lot of people borrowed large sums of money just to place their bets.  We Pinoys are so immersed on the performance of a bunch of basketball prima donnas chasing, bouncing, passing and shooting a ball on the final game.  Each Pinoy is either a Team Lakers or a Team Celtics.

The upcoming Friday morning is not going to be a walk in the park.  Every working Pinoy citizen (who has work on Friday) has been clogged with a lot of things to update and finish this 4-day work week especially after just having an extended weekend.  But NBA finals game 7 (only the 17th time in the history of NBA) will happen this busy Friday so work on Friday morning will have to wait.  For sure, a lot will not be able to concentrate in their job and would try to peek in their handheld China-made mobile phone with TV they brought along in their place of work while being on duty trying to get a glimpse of the much anticipated final game.

Due to this, I’m sure a lot of employs may be given a disciplinary action because of the following possible office violations: 

  • malingering (for those who called-in-sick and opted to go on half-day to watch the game);
  • negligence (for those who fail to concentrate on their job because of no means to see the game);
  • deliberate slowing down of work (for those who peek into their mobile TV they brought in their place of work);
  • gambling (for those who can’t resist on placing their money bets to their preferred team);
  • deliberate destruction of office tools, materials and/or equipment (for those who can’t resist destroying an office equipment because of emotional outbursts during and/or after the game)

Here is a tip to prevent this.  Office politics will be very important on Friday morning.  For sure your boss is either on your team or comes from the opposing side.  Therefore, be creative!  If you and your boss is a fan of the same team then watching the game with him during office hours won’t be a problem.  However, if you favor the opposing team then sincerely talk him over, bring a hot breakfast or snack for him and remind him that NBA finals game is on and would love to see who would be a better cheerer between you and him during the game.  Furthermore, tell him that you would be willing to finish the pending job on extended working hours before calling it a day.

Gudlak sa maka-Seltiks at maka-Leykers…

Scala Cinema: A Thai Eye Candy Interior Design

It is one of the locations where the award-winning and well-admired coming of age Thai movie – Love of Siam – was shot.  That is why when I got the opportunity to visit Bangkok for the second time, I did not hesitate to check it out.  Thanks to Red “Tarquata” Juacalla (a devoted fan of Mario Maurer) for letting me search the actual location prior to going to Bangkok.

 I just hope the Thai people know and realize the grand beauty of the interiors of Scala Cinema.  I am not an authority in interior or architectural designs but when I stepped into the magnificent lobby of this movie palace located in the bustling area of Siam Square, I was totally moved.  It is a living witness to the stylish and elegant cinematic movie-watching era of the Thai people.

The lobby design is of 60’s-era European-feel interiors that is totally visually captivating that can topple other modernized Thai interior designs in Bangkok.  I personally believe that it is a Thai icon and architectural crown jewel that should be preserved and maintained.  You don’t need to watch a movie to enjoy Scala Cinema in Bangkok. 

Climbing up the grand marble stairs and seeing the regal interior ornaments – gold flower-like accents on the ceiling, the massive 5-tiered chandelier, and the out of the ordinary design of the wooden ticket booths – is already a glorious experience.  It will definitely meet the standards of the Thai royalties.  I may be exaggerating but being inside the lobby of Scala is a mesmerizing treat of visual fortification!

Ameysing Tayland ang dating!

The Bella Flores Complex

Peter Pan complex, Oedipus complex, Elektra complex and Napoleoan complex are some of the eponymous psychological complexes commonly known by the general public.  But one unrecognized psychological complex is slowly emerging in Pinoy society.  It has a distinct characteristic theme that illustrates a well defined set of mental factors.

People with this type of psychological complex are described as having the compulsive need to crush other people’s dreams with a non-murdering persona.  They see cruelty as their only way to get attention.  They enjoy seeing sweat coming out of people’s pores when they exhibit their rage and fury.  They ferociously take pleasure in making other’s lives miserable through mental tactics, dark intentions and scheming manipulations.  They are obsessed with their object of slavery’s bodily parts in which they have the compulsion to make “sampal” (face slapping), “pingot” (ear pinching) and “sabunot” (hair pulling).

In conformity with other psychological complexes being eponyms (naming after a person or character) and to pay tribute to the most popular and notorious villainess in Philippine cinema this psychological complex is called The Bella Flores Complex.   

Pipingutin ko ang taong walang kilala na merong Bella Flores Complex!