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Monday, 17 March 2008

My lucky day

The back of my head is throbbing.
I Heart Huckabees made my head spin in an endless turmoil.
I'm A Cyborg But That's OK was deep and for a moment I thought I was indulged in a schizophrenic mind.

I thought directors are always a crackpot, mixing ingredients of human nature like a mad scientist.

The Hours is the near perfect show that I would not mind watching again because the first time I watched it, I was plunged into a sense of trying to keep things in life and myself vital.