Just-In-Time
Managed to catch The Last Air-bender three hours ago. Hmm.. not pretty bad show. A few good old graphic effects when these element-benders conjure their super-abilities. But... the storyline was delivered right at the start which it'd be most appropriate to say "the movie definitely has got air, water, earth and fire except an element of surprise". *Fold my arms* I'd give a 2 out of 5 popcorns if I were to be the critic for the house. Cast wise, not idea, well...that's how young starts are born I guess.
Since this is Book One: Water, audiences (I suppose the kids and those noisy teenagers sitting behind me) would look forward to Book Two. The last part was inserted abruptly, as if in the case of us slotting in an Annex just because we forgot to include some critical parts and time had run out for the assignment to be handled up. The finale was desperately trying to announce there's a sequence. Tsk tsk, giveaway.
Oh well, the lesson for the day - I realised my movie experience requires a high-flying score with concentration, accompany, the movie and venue. Any of these get stained with glitches and it will cost me the evening's experience to turn sour. Was head-over-heels premiering my Dolce until this guy came into his seats late, stepped onto it. Shoes are intangibly unfeeling. I, on the other hand, literally felt my heart ache.
Company does matter, if he/she leans too close to you and saturate your nostrils with the strong fragrance on his/her clothes, kiss your entertainment goodbye. As much as I was trying to follow through the screenplay, the plumage in my nose injunct me so. Musky is good. Too musky, guys, let's just take a break with the spray shall we?
The venue. *cracks my knuckles*. Selection of venue is vital. Imagine a wedding dinner at a kopitiam. It's the surrounding, seats, behavior of other audiences which ultimately affect your mood. If you ask me for my opinion, going to an over-crowded Cineleisure when I'm in executive wear - n.o. w.a.y. Never will I do that again. Cross thy heart. It's just unbearably noisy, filled with young kids. Hades, recall back some of these souls please.
Ok, perhaps I am temperamental. Ageing la. What to do? As we fret over ageing, it is comforting to know other things don't. Like this one!
Recently, my decisions miraculously get more reassured despite they were mere insignificant choices without much thought. I worked so hard my eyes hurt this week. Hence, my temporarily blindness let my feet taxi me around. Before I knew it, it brought me to Swarovski. I inquired with the sales assistant for the annual Christmas Kris bear. In fact, I dialed Vivocity before heading out. Both gave me disappointing replies. Inspite of "judgmental advise" to soothe me (as a customer), the stock had already arrived today. This day that seemed vid and grey suddenly turned bright as I touched this tiny piece of delight and ornament of luck.
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