September 14, 2008
I’ve been losing grip on how simple life really is.
This film was an eye-opener. Not because the movie deals with death, but because the beauty of the film lies in little things. A smile. A smirk. The irrational laughter of a fertile young woman. A quarrel between two friends. The pride and prejudice of a small guesthouse hostess. The self-loathing anger of an emo wanna-be bad dude.
The plot didn’t really work for me. But every other thing in this film did.