Friday, May 20, 2005

I liked it. So sue me.


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Originally uploaded by yasmin the storyteller.
Azam, Il Presidente, Amir Muhamad and I saw 'Senario XX' last night.

I really enjoyed it.

Expect silly, over-the-top slapstick moments, of course, but on many occasions, they hit the note and had me giggling, chuckling, and even neighing.

And Rosyam Nor gave what I felt was the absolute best performance of his lifetime towards the end of the film.

Unfortunately, there will probably be many poor reviews for it, and mainly from the usual tongue-clicking, if-it-ain't-American-it-ain't-funny amateur movie reviewers posing as serious film critics.

(Some folks on Cinema Online were picking on Senario XX's special effects - now how silly is that!)

To me, this is Python territory, admittedly nowhere near as literate. And slapstick has a genius for following its own rules. I mean, who can explain why we laughed the first time we saw a pie hit someone's face?

While watching Senario XX I laughed. Out loud. As did Il Presidente and Azam, who, at one point, nearly choked on his own guffaw.

I don't know about anyone else, but for me, this was enough. I mean, for crying out loud, this is not Ibsen, it's Senario XX. It knows who it is, there is nothing Hegelian or Kantian about it, and it made a half-full cinema roar on occasion.

As Il Presidente himself declared at the end of the film, "I enjoyed it more than that Sith Shit."


And now, for something completely serious...

"Immanual Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable

Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table

David Hume could out consume
Schopenhauer and Hegel

And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel

There's nothing Nietzche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill

Plato they say, could stick it away
Half a crate of whiskey every day

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle
Hobbes was fond of his dram

And Rene' Descartes was a drunken fart
"I drink, therefore I am"

Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed
A lovely little thinker
But a bugger when he's pissed!"