For these previous couple of days, my post had been all about complain, rage and dissatisfaction. Before anyone psychoanalysis me and decided that I needed to be referred to a shrink for anger management, I will at my very best, try to cast away the negativity and emit as much positive energy, despite my rage towards the GM (curse be with him) who wants everything, and I mean everything, like from brick-to-brick-up-until-the-roof-everything, to be done in ½ an hour just because the Shareholders are coming and he didn’t get the memo, he’s fault- he’s fault- he’s fault! Okay, enough!
Hence…
I believe in the thing called love (The Darkness), I do! I believe it to be the greatest source of positive energy. Honest truth! Before you go, ‘Ewww…’ OR ‘wha…?’ OR ‘e-eleh, jiwang siot..’ OR even, ‘Aww…’ on me, I would like to say that, doesn’t matter how ‘brutal’ you might think you are, you believe it too! You do! Kan-kan-kan? Okay, you may be ‘konon-brutal’, but don’t tell me you don’t enjoy the soothing sound of music generally, if not love songs specifically. Music may translate into various tempos, rhythm and sound, as love may translate into various forms. Love is as diversified as music. You may enjoy ‘Without You’ or ‘Sweet Child O’ Mine’, more than the other, or you may enjoy them the same. Different music translating love differently.
I recently bought a DVD entitled ‘Jimmy and Judy’. Not knowing of its existence, curious of its presence, and hopeful of its performance, I bought it, watched it, loved it.
It’s a love story unlike any other. While most love story is a representation of ‘Without You’, though this is not quite ‘Sweet Child O’ Mine’, but more of a ‘Heart Shaped Box’ kind. Yes, the feel is very ‘Grunge’. Angst, troubled, twisted, spontaneous, hippies, drugs, death and tragedy. Nirvana-like.
The story is quite simple.
Jimmy: Obviously troubled, possibly psychotic, loved to film.
Judy: Obviously depressed, possibly suicidal, loved by him.
Jimmy met Judy, fell in love, fornicated, committed minor crimes and got wasted, all the time. They accidentally ran over a man to death, shot a cop, burned the corpse, ran away, killed a junky, ran away some more, seek shelter in a hippies’ community, got beaten/raped by the leader of the hippies’ community for killing the junky, killed the leader and some of the followers, ran away some more, hunted by the cops for killing the got-ran-over man, the junky, the leader and the followers. Finally, because of their vow to not be apart from each other, Judy drove the car through a barricade of police patrol car which ended up killing both Judy and Jimmy. The end.
What makes it different?
1. The whole story is captured through Jimmy’s camera, like video-journal. It was like watching a real life event.
2. In spite of the tragedy and misdemeanor, uncannily, the passion seemed so sincere. This was what I meant by love being diversified.
3. See how love tries to suit you, instead of you tries to suit love. Love takes form of the bearer.
Watch it. Recommended. Rated PG
Thursday, 29 November 2007
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