brain damage

it's 10:38 as i write this... oops, 10:39. eniwei... basta. ahem. i have tons to do and i haven't even made the tiniest bit of a dent. bad idea to put your "work station" in front of a tv... i have no idea how my dormmate geny does it. enihooo...

you have to watch eurotrip. everyone has to watch that dumb movie. haha. between "perfumed nightmares" and this one, well... i'll definitely choose this one. laugh at the sight of david hassellhoff singing as background music for a love scene. in german. "nightmares" just gave me the bejeebies (bejeebies?!) especially during that "the-day-i-became-a-man" scene. wah. hammers and carved knives. brr. poor boys.

i digress. back to eurotrip.

hehe, i don't know the names of the castmembers... wah. (will google, promise... :p) teka. matt damon and kristen kreuk are there but only as cameos. waaaah. haha. (see matt damon as a punkista and kristen kreuk as a nympho!!!) and that guy from arrested development. the dad. cameo too. lucy lawless (remember xena, warrior princess?) appears as a dominatrix in amsterdam. fitting, babeeeh.

i've always been bad at movie reviews and worse at plot summaries. so i won't make kuwento na lang... (sorry for that uber-kolehiyala phrase... hihihi.) it's a barkada movie full of lewd jokes, sex, manc freaks, lewd jokes, the occasional homo, boobs and butt-naked geezers. ah, the best.

oh gawd... is this "review" an attempt to make this blog more, er, respectable?

kikmahash.

hash brownies. snigger, snigger.

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"perfumed nightmares" has got to be the weirdest movie i have ever seen. it doesn't seem to have a plot (or at least a plot li'l ol' me could get)... the cinematography's primitive... and, as fidelis (i think) mentioned, maybe half of the characters weren't aware that they were in a movie. woohoo. at what is with the giant chimneys?

the american, whatsisname, is sexier than me. and i don't mean naked-orlando bloom-sexy. as in... hmmm... heidi klum sexy. without the colossal boobs. that guy's legs were, ick, skinnier than me. waaaaaah. the god of dieting and exercise is sending me a message. (okie, dammit, i'll get to it!)

oh and btw, americans don't talk that way. nuh-uh. reminds me of that katol commercial... ('tenistas, lam nyo ba ung katol? hihihi... dyokleng!) "lehmohk ay seyguradowng taypowkh..." rawr.

that german gal. she's pretty. however, that labor scene was very, er, intriguing. she looks like she was making a baby instead of having one.

teka. i just have to stop. just remembering that movie gives me the creeps. i don't know. it's disturbing. but in a different way. a disturbingly disturbing thing. and two disturbing-ies nullify themselves. what am i talking about? i don't know. i'll have to shut up now.

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i hope romeo and juliet's better. there's a lot of buzz about the angel. hai. i hope it's worth 350 pesos and teetering precariously on high heels.

tata.

"scotty doesn't know, scotty doesn't know..."