Friday, November 14, 2008

Our Own Brand of...Mr. Ravi??



Introducing to the world!


OUR VERY OWN LECTURER CUM ARTIST OF THE MONTH!!!


Dr. RAVI!!!!!

I took this picture when I went out for an outing with my buddy at Sunway Pyramid. Well it just happened that I stumbled upon this picture when I was browsing through the world music selection at Tower Record. Come to think of it. I kind of miss the way Dr. Ravi taught me physiology. Killer, I must admit. Seeing the confidence in him made me want to be a lecturer myself. He has his unique way of making us understand. Though sometime his remarks are as sharps as knife, I personally take that as an instrument to further improve myself. To me,  Dr. Ravi is simply the best. I wish him luck with his life. May it be a smooth sailing for him.

Review Time: Madagascar 2

Beginning directly where we last saw Alex the Lion, Marty the Zebra, Melman the Giraffe and Gloria the Hippo, the penguins have finally built a plane that ought to bring our merry crew back to New York, together with Julien the lemur and his sidekick, but of course should that happen, there'll be no sequel to begin with. So we have the crew crash land into the continent Africa, thereby guaranteeing yet another tale of being from the outside, but now having a habitat that's much closer to their natural environment, one which sees the animal types in question grouped together into one reserve for storytelling convenience.

The storyline might seem like a poor man's cousin to Disney's The Lion King, what with exiles and alpha-lions battling it out to be king of the habitat. The filmmakers had taken the opportunity to craft the backstory for Alex a little more, so that the main plot of his return to his home could be dwelled upon, with sub plots for the others to fall into place. You have Alex's return and reunion with his parents, with adversary coming from an earlier generation, there's Marty who discovers that he's no longer unique but the same as every other hundredth zebra out there, Glora looking for love with other hippos now that there's no lack of suitors, and Melman fighting his own cowardice to reveal his feelings for Gloria, as well as being appointed the witch doctor for the land.

And if you think that the primary voice cast is already A-list, the film piles on to that list with the likes of the late Bernie Mac voicing Zuba the alpha-lion, Alec Baldwin again in a villainous role as his rival Makunga, and Will.i.am of Black Eyed Peas in a hilarious role of hippo-Casanova Moto Moto (the name's so good you have to say it twice!) The songs department falls up a bit short this time round, though thankfully "Move It!" wasn't conveniently and lazily played ad-nauseam. Given the army of illustrators working on the project, you can't expect quality to drop from its predecessor, though there's nothing new to be injected into a mature presentation.

Despite the plundering of the same old family values / theme / storyline and the importance of establishing strong friendships, this new Madagascar managed to deliver on multiple fronts, joining the ranks of the few whose sequels are superior than the original. The comedy which got piled up here managed to work through the punchlines, leading to a number of characters like the monkeys and even the tough-cookie granny to steal some limelight from the lovable penguins. If you liked the original, then you'e likely to fall in love with this one.


Friday, November 7, 2008

Of history, humiliation and self discovery.

Someone once told me that to write well you have to write what you know. This is what I know. I am 21 years old and I have never really fallen in love. A geek to the core, most of my childhood years were spent doing extra homework that I have personally requested from the teacher. High School was more of the same. Then, at college it seems as if my luck was about to change. The girl that I was madly in crush with asked me out on a date. But it turns out that she dated with me as part of a cruel joke. And I've never fully recovered. Yes, It is embarrassing to share this with the world. But it would be hard to explain what I learn, or how I learn it, without sharing this humiliating history. And so i did an observation of my own, my first as a new person, to find out about college life today. What I ended finding was myself, and that, life, never change. There's still that one lecturer who marches to his own drummer. Those girls are still there, the ones that, even as you grow up, will remain the most beautiful girls you have ever seen close up. The smart kids, who everyone else knew as 'the brains,' but I just knew them as my soul mates, my teachers, my friends. And there's still that one girl who seems so perfect in every way. The girl I get up and go to class for in the morning. College would have not have been the same without her. I have would not be the same without her. I lived a lifetime of regret after my first college experience, and now, after my second my regrets are down to one. A certain someone was hurt on my path to self discovery. And, although this article may serve as a step. It is in no way made up to what I did to that person. To this person, you know who you are. For now, I could only say