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Critic's reviews are bashing the Man of Steel Film. They're still probably stuck with the 1978 Superman film, starring Christopher Reeve. And yet people are saying differently with regards to the film. Goodness gracious, it's 2013, everyone has to grow up. Even the Superman in this film franchise grew up. He no longer was the bumbling idiot who fixed his glasses and delivered one-liners, which said: "You know smoking is bad for you" or "You know, drinking while driving can kill you" . . .like he was the poster-boy for government campaign ads, while he winks at everyone like he's under stressed for the long haul of his career, as he secretly takes Vicodin every hour. Overall, I like the fact that the Superman of today got to internalise every conflict he had as a man who's supposed to be a man of steel. I like the fact that despite his overwhelming powers, the movie fixated itself on his humanity. I like the fact that there were tender moments of exposition that delved on his growing fears for himself and his future. And I like the fact that the cast was perfect. I like the fact that Amy Adams stole every scene she was in. I like the fact that the boring first 20 minutes capitulated the origin story of Superman, that we, as the audience, understood every instance of the "How", "Why", "When" did superman became an alien brought to another planet far feeble than his physiognomy (or body composition). And lastly, I like the fact that this was the perfect superman film of Today. I still consider Christopher Reeve the best superman to have played the role up to this day; however, this was a film version that is the answer to the age old question of: "Are we alone in this world? And if yes, then what happens now?" This is the not the Superman whom you want to be when you grow up. Christopher Reeve already donned that role. I wanted to be the Superman, which Christopher Reeve played, when I grow up, because he was cool, very cool and amazing. But this is the Superman who you want to drink with in a pub, while you discuss your adult problems, not realising that he's a millionaire (or in Superman's case, an alien life form indestructible to any man) and understand that both of you have the same problems in life. This is the Superman whom you want to listen to AFTER he saves the day. Because in this time and age, the world doesn't need to glorify an alien with god-like powers and hail him as a statue of immortality, power, and success. The world needs a film the resonates why a God-like being can live amongst us, and have the problems of the world like every normal citizen. The film wasn't named "Superman". The film, after all, was named a "Man of Steel", which very much sums up the song of Five For Fighting entitled 'Superman'. Because the Superman of Today is only "a man in a funny red sheet, looking for special things inside of him." I could only hope for the next film because I THINK it will only get better in time. Lastly, I can finally say my Ultimate One Liner to Henry Cavill, "Aww Baby are you hurt? Tired of all the world saving you've been doing? Come to PAPA. I may not be JOR-EL, but I sure can be your LOVEEHR." Then BAM! Gay Superman is born.

I've never been a fan of apple products due to its price. Even now, I have a bootcamp of windows 7 cause I'm still not used to os x mountain lion. I do like the retina display though. And the ipad was something I won at a company raffle, which I use to play games. And the iphone 5 is a company phone, but I mainly use my galaxy s3 for personal uses. I'm not saying I don't like their products; however, I'm not a fan of their pricing strategy.

BWAHAHAHAH! We actually had a conceptualized idea back in college where the iphone 10 would be a holographic screen and simply a 10 inch foldable latex glass that could stick on your skin. It was also 10G that synchronises with your brain activity. Well I'm no apple fan but I do have a macbook pro, a mac pro (sponsored by our company), an iphone 5, an itouch (a really old one that I can't seem to let go), and an ipad 3. As for the new mac pro, I like the design. I could simply put it inside a sling bag, unless it's a 10 kilo machine. But I've always perceived that macs are simply overpriced. I paid for a gaming laptop that's half the price of my macbook pro and it had better features of course. But it's just my two cents worth. I do miss Steve Jobs though. Apple will never be the same without him.

OMG! Perry Moore is dead. I have two copies of his book. . . This is sad.

Saddest movie I watched was Schindler's List. I was bawling like a child when I watched it for the first time and that was a year ago. I always evaded those kind of films, but when I felt the need for some existentialism chugged down my throat, I dared to watch it. Another film was The Color Purple, Wit (Emma Thompson was amazing in this television film), My Sister's Keeper, The Way We Were. Even Toy Story 3 teared me up at the part where Andy was leaving for College. I sort of realised the childhood I missed will never come back as time went on. The English Patient was an all time favorite book and the film was something that tugged a chord in my heart's string. The Kite Runner was probably the only movie that made me cry like I knew my death's schedule. Cause I don't weep, tears just silently fall down my cheeks. And the chest pain is what agonises me to hum the palpitations of my heart. I watched the film in my sociology class. And I had to excuse myself to the lavatory for me to weep in a cubicle. It reminded me so much of the lesson of sacrifice, and how so many of us recognise it as losing a part of ourselves in the process, while not realising that we gain more in return. One Korean film which I randomly flicked on the telly on one boring Monday morning, had me asking for questions about the cosmos and life when I was 15. It was a film called Peppermint Candy. I didn't cry but I felt ridiculously morose for weeks, worrying that my life would end like the protagonist. And to answer the question of why I watch sad movies, I watch sad movies to complete a part of me that yearns to seek the solitude of comfort that my life problems at the moment, are far from the realities of what the film I'm watching portrays. And since films are a reflection of our life's relevance, it basically means that there are shittier things people experience than what I'm experiencing. Most people watch sad movies because it creates a balance of surrealism, which creates a paradox that despite the problem one experiences, we feel happy that our lives are not a reflection of the tragedies that the film's narrative express. And watching sad movies makes us reflective of our own lives, which in turn creates a composite of our own problems, and provides us a temporary or permanent solution that everyone in this entire planet deals with pain, sorrow, angst, despair, hatred, and any negative feelings derived from sadness. It's funny that what we say is contrasting of what our brains relates. We may say that "Oh, I feel sad that the lead actor die." whereas, our subconscious is telling us that "At least if you die, you know you're loved." or "If you die like the actor in the film, you know you have time to change your path unlike the lead actor that tragically died of cancer with tons of regrets." Most of us become proactive, most of us become compassionate, most of us feel more human and more alive than we were, because we identify the most basic of emotions which is sadness, in contrast to happiness that our mind consolidates to create a healthy balanced mindset. Unless of course you're the kind of person who is pessimistic of your own life, and instead of accepting that your life is better than the life of the protagonist of the film who has tragically passed away, you focus on the similarities. . . Then you're probably depressed and needs psychological help. Because not everyone wants to be sad all the time, and not everyone feels like being happy every time (that's just crazy and creepy). . . Sadness helps us reflect on the lives we lead, and happiness helps us celebrate the lives we have. And sad movies basically helps us interpret the sadness we feel of our own lives, in contrast to the happiness to the thought that we have a chance to make our lives better.

My guilty pleasure is. . . I always sing when I cook and it's a must that I need to have music. I have this thing that the kitchen is my temple, and no one, I mean NO ONE is to disturb me, especially if I'm cooking something for that person or for everyone. Or if I have people around, I'd put my headset on and they'd know never to bother me. I gave my ex the evil eye one time for having a sneak-taste of the lasagne I was cooking. I nearly shoved his head in the oven. He said to me, "Okay okay. I'm backing off. . . I'm backing off now." And I also like to watch trash T.V. it makes my life normal that I don't have those issues that people have. I'm not saying the issues that are relevant, more like the ones wherein the actors in the show are discussing, "HOEMAHGAHD! I've got the wrong nail polish on. I'm gonna die. I can't live like this."

I did like the first twilight book, up until the point where so many words were being repeated that my brain was substituting some of the words. And then I realised that I have to put myself in the place of a lustful-pubescent teenager and a vegan vampire for me to actually enjoyed the book. I first read Twilight back in 2006 when not many people knew who Bella Swan is. In comparison to when I read Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone, the writing style wasn't that praiseworthy either. It took until the third book of J.K.Rowling to realise that her writing style has improved vastly and the character development has flourished through the years. However, when New Moon came out, I was ecstatic and was expecting that the book would be better because it had great potential (In all honesty, the book had great potential) but, faltered to reach a level of depth that you'd expect from readers who eventually grew up a year older or two. But in reality, for example: let's say I was 15 when I read the Twilight, and I was 17 when New Moon came out. The problem would be is that the writer expects me to think like a 15 year old, whereas, my mind has matured incrementally within the 2 years span. I'm not saying that it applies to everyone but that's the whole notion right. That's why a lot of people appreciated the Harry Potter series because, young and old, there were elements that transgressed beyond the age of any reader who has followed the footsteps of anyone who grew up with the book. The book wasn't written well, but the book could have been written well within the following books that came after. I think, and this is my opinion, Stephanie Meyer got importuned by the fame of her own work that it affected her as a writer to grow from her weaknesses, and instead, replaced what she lacked with what the readers wanted - a vampire love story.

Just went to a pub with a bunch of friends last week and they were playing disco music. I was like, "Hang on, this isn't a pub. . . This is a frigging club!" Mind you, every ornate object that resonates a typical british pub is visible in the ambience, except that we couldn't hear a word anyone was saying. And as we were sitting in the stool, miming our very thoughts, some blokes who couldn't be bothered, were watching footy like they were mind reading what the narrator was saying despite all anyone could hear was techno-music. There should be a new genre called techno-pub music. We got out after 3 hours. And we were screaming our lungs trying to speak to each other because I think all of our earwax rushed out ours ear in desperation. Funniest pub ever! As for this film. I can't wait!!! SOOORRR excited.

Getting addicted to this song. "Cause you are the piece of MEAT I wish I didn't need Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why" I wish they changed "Me" into "Meat" to make it more sensible for us vegans. HAHA.

This is the burgeoning age where Regina George from Mean Girls would become a guy (Tyler George), and her bunch of BFF's would be men, vying for the crown of Prom King. And Cady Heron would be a guy, (Cody Heron). Oh the Drama! The Drama. . . That is something I'd want to watch in a teen-gay film 20 years from now.

I'll quote my favorite lines in a movie to better explicate this situation for you. The stages of a relationship can be defined by farting. Stage 1 is the conspiracy of silence. This is a fantasy period where both parties pretend that they have no bodily waste. This illusion is very quickly shattered by that first shy 'ooh did you fart?' followed by the sheepish admission of truth. This heralds a period of deeper intimacy, a period I like to call the "fart honeymoon", where both parties find each other's gas just the cutest thing in the world. But of course no honeymoon can last forever. And so we reach the critical fork in the fart. Either the fart loses its power to amuse and embarrass, thereby signifying true love or else, it begins to annoy and disgust, thereby symbolizing all that is blocked and rancid in the formly beloved. In other words, there's no point in being friend zoned and expecting that a relationship will spark in the future. You have to be frank and honest with him if he likes you or there's a possibility inkling somewhere. I cannot make assumptions that he's attracted to you for him to say that he will like you. And I cannot make theories that he will like you because there's so much in common between the two of you. Ask, and you shall receive. But don't text barrage him for 50 times with a text that says, "DO YOU LIKE ME? TELL ME NOW SO I CAN MOVE ON! PLEASE, I BEG YOU!" in all caps. Or else, you might have a restraining order delivered on your door step. And the next time you see him, it will have a 500 meter restriction for you.

Oh... The Shinobi (ninja) definitely. They are the assassins of the 14th century feudal Japan - definitely could pawn you for good. The fact that so little is known of their origins; it makes you assume a lot of things in retrospect to their culture and system of warfare. If you want a more diverse tackling of this genre, I suggest you proceed with ninjas. Not only can you create a fire breathing ninja, a poison totting ninja, a disfigured pageant queen ninja, a turtle-head sleepy ninja, a sexy conjoined female cyclops ninja . . . the list is endless. Wherein with Samurais . . . Yeah, they have a sword that could split you in half. But seriously, can they backflip while in mid-air, spit poison while releasing a ray gun out their mouths, while bombarding you with shurikens? (Defend that you boring samurai!) Ermm . . . I don't know. I'm biased against samurais, since Samurai X or Rurouni Kenshin has pretty much donned everything about samurais. And honestly, the anime series has even utilised the use of shinobis, just to make it interesting. Most samurai literature has focused on the discipline of the code. Ninja stories are more diverse and has that my-imagination-is-crazy-so-you-better-prepare-for-it kind of style. Well, to each their own.

There was a point in my life where I could do these things. I thought I was Harry Potter meets Spiderman. And then my alarm rang and woke me up.

Technical writing seem to work for me, or the art of business language. It seems more appropriate when dealing with people whom I've never spoken to personally or have seen in the light of day. It somehow gives a recipient a sense of distance and civilised authority that what I mean is business, not personal. And even if the person I'm corresponding wants to digress with my tone of language - they somehow begin to act civil. And only if my full explanation of my opinion does not reach that person's level of emotional understanding, would I then choose to leave the conversation with a light note. Writing is an art. And if you can't manage your way to pacify an argument whilst via online, e-mail, text, or any form of electronic messaging we have in our modern use, then all you need is to better yourself. And if the person you're arguing with is a dick or an imbecile who likes to fan the flame of discord; all you can do is think that you're more civilsed than the person and just choose to walk away. Irregardless of their behaviour, personality, mood, tone, inflection, attitude, traits, or values; choosing to walk away in a silly argument is the best option rather than trying to convince them that you're right. You can however convince them that they're being a dickhead by: (a.) walking away, (b.) attacking them and acting like a moron yourself, or (c.) underlining that you're emotionally healthy than to deal with arguments made for 6 year olds. However, trying to convince them in siding with you . . . that's where disparities in religious beliefs, moral codes, values, political affiliation, gender, culture, and other factors that makes every person different, factor out in an argument. Hence, a thick skin, a healthy mind, a good disposition will always make you the better person in an argument in an online-messaging/internet wars. Because you'll know when to quit, and when to say to yourself: "Shit! I have an 8 O'clock appointment with my dentist. I better log off now."

How about Elfen Lied? Haha! Kidding... No, don't watch that. The anime God! Save The King was a pretty quirky anime. It's not entirely gay anime but the concept of free love was very entertaining. Especially if the King asks you out on a duel, which means he just proposed to you, to anyone irregardless of gender states and the king wins . . . then you're bound to marry him. It's a very entertaining idea.

The letter archives comprise of collections of essays and letters written by: lovers, friends, brothers, sisters, acquaintances, and alike, which span across: generations, religion, culture, region, color, age, and of time. At a point in our existence, one must question oneself as to what makes the human condition. And these are but a sample of the processes of what people have in their lives.

February 23, 2004 APO AE 09316 British Royal Marines, Hospital Barracks, Baghdad Island, Iraq To: Mathew P. Trotter Dear Mathew, We have finally settled in our encampment at Baghdad Island two weeks ago. Do you remember when I told you that my dad had me tagging along on one of his business trips? I had the opportunity to see the splendor of this country ten years ago. Tigris River, and three other lakes that was stocked with colored fishes, the island’s flower gardens, rest

The Riders of The Purple Sage by Zane Grey is one exceptional example of a novel being too descriptive, however; the description underlines the tone of the book which is paramount to the story's concept. Bleak House by Charles Dickens also used some descriptive element, which made the story interesting. If no one speaks of remarkable things by John Mcgregors is an interesting piece of literature, which is entirely a narrative novel. And no one can contest Barbara Willard's novel which is The Sprig of Broom - an over the top novel the fully accounts to its richness. She is a first-class writer and a novelist of children's books. Her descriptions are overt, yet subtle in a way that doesn't throw you off the reading wagon, but immerses you deeper. I think it really depends on your writing style: the setting of the mood, the tone of the conversation, and the overall backdraft of how you pertain to your readers. You can never justify to yourself that the 'yellow-painted brick road' is simply a road in itself, right. There could be many interpretations of the former, but it leaves us, the writers, to grab the reader's attention so we could fully expound what we, as authors, feel interpreting. In essence, if you want to simply narrate a story without lingering too much for the details then go for the narrative way, like Ernest Hemmingway's writing style. It's direct, concise, and makes you think of the character's actions without questioning the author's motives. I personally like a descriptive novel. And make it a tight-fisted book that makes you think; I'm hooked. I once read a novel in college. I forgot the name and the title of the book. The title was french I think. There was a line in the book that encompassed everything in that novel. If there are life-changing events in a man's life story, then that line was the story-altering sentence that made the book amazing. It went on like this...I'm paraphrasing here but the essence is there: "He escaped and he fled, until he reached the sea. The sea that brought memories of his youth and yearnings for what could have been. He ran towards the sea. Alas! He was gone. All the rocks in the pockets that he collected in prison are no more. The rocks floated in the shores and now he is free." So what the paragraph means is that you'll never stop having problems until your dead. If you're dead - goodbye problems. And it's pretty much the whole premise of the story. Therefore, I have no issues with descriptive writing as long as it doesn't alienate the readers. If you can find a demographic for that specific genre, then great for you. Don't be pressured in the stigma of society where you writing is compelled to change because you think no one will read it...just cause. If it's too descriptive because the scenario asks for it or the emotion requires you to do so - then go for it. And one thing I like about descriptive novels...it teaches my mind to be imaginative and learn of adjectives or adverbs I have never heard of before. It's like a dictionary in a novel. Haha.

He's too short for the role. He's only 5'11. And I think for a an actor to play the role of superman, he needs to have a unique voice that commands attention on the screen. That booming voice that you'd know he is the superman even if your eyes are close. With Brandon Routh, not so much. With Christopher Reeve, his voice was so distinct to hear especially when he was Clark Kent that up until now to this very second, I could hear Christopher Reeve say "Lois". But with Matt Bomer, I don't think he has that kind of voice to appeal to everyone as someone to be remembered. With Henry Cavill, as much as I'd like to vouch for him when I saw him at The Immortals, I'd still want to see if he could be stamped on my earlobes as the superman even if my eyes are shut close.

Facial hair and hypnotising patterns of chest hair. Or someone who really smells good after waking up in the morning. And the song "At Last" by Etta James gives me a certain high... *giggles* Same Q:

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It's definitely Nelson Mandela boxing somehow.

BWAHAHAHAHA... *coughs* Yeah. What he said.

An all natural looking superman with a scruff, a beard, unshaved man-hair... All looks fine to me. That's what a real man of steel should look like. Haha. Oh come on. I'm only going to watch this because of Henry Cavill. Ever since I watched his naked arse in The Tudors, you don't get decent PG-13 dreams from that. You get the lustful let's-go-make-some-babies-push-push-kind-of-scenario. I have no issues with regards to this remake. I think I'll be having more issues if the storyline doesn't fit the bill with all the hype. The one complain that I have though. Every female interviewer that crosses his way seems like they want to shag him. Superman should heat vision those wenches to toast.

I've watched a lot of videos like these in youtube within the hours of my non-existent social life. It's interesting to see that more videos are popping up in youtube nowadays. I didn't even know that there was a section like this in youtube up until I searched Rupaul's drag race wherein links associated to the gay culture emerged in my side bar. I would say that our society is definitely more accepting in this generation, however, there are also some parts of the world wherein the lash-back of the emergence of homosexuality into mainstream culture have been more critical and in some parts, is brought to some dangerous levels of homophobia. But we're getting there. As what Sophia Vergara would say, "Hooray... for the geys."