Friday, July 28, 2023
I’m not exactly sad to see this building go. It was a nondescript commercial building along Perdices Street done in a semi-Brutalist style in the 1980s, but it was a source of a tingle of nostalgia: this housed N’s Pizza Plaza, the first pizza parlor in Dumaguete. But it definitely saw better days. I hope the new building will be tastefully designed, which is not always the case. The city has come to a point where new buildings regularly pop up to surprise us of their existence. Before, new construction would be a point of common curiosity. Now, we barely know something’s being built until we see it and we say, “Oh, they built a new hotel? I had no idea.”
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Wednesday, July 26, 2023
7:00 AM |
Poetry Wednesday, No. 145.
Labels: poetry
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Monday, July 24, 2023
9:47 PM |
These Were My Background Movies Today While Working...
What can I say, I needed more Barbie...
Follow me at Letterboxd
here.
Labels: barbie, life, movie log
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Saturday, July 22, 2023
9:49 PM |
I Survived Oppenheimer
The longest three hours of my life I can’t take back. This is a tedious interrogation of a contentious 20th century legacy glammed up with endless movie star cameos that proved more or less distracting. The build up to the end of the second hour is the bomb finally going off, and when it happened I was like — that's it? I've seen more spectacular bonfires. I’ve never wanted so much to walk out of a Christopher Nolan movie, and I’ve seen Tenet. This whole movie is basically the Ken Wars in
Barbie, made more grim and alas with the patriarchy winning.
Labels: life, movie log
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Friday, July 21, 2023
9:54 PM |
He Left His Heart With Us...
Labels: celebrity, obituary, singers
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Wednesday, July 19, 2023
10:00 PM |
On Wednesdays We Wear Pink
Of course we enjoyed
Barbie thoroughly. The way it skewers all kinds of “man-things” — like
The Godfather and playing the guitar — is golden. And Ryan Gosling deserves an Oscar nomination for embracing fully the silliness of Ken, because he's ... Ken
ough.
Labels: film, life, movie log
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7:00 AM |
Poetry Wednesday, No. 144.
Labels: poetry, queer
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Monday, July 17, 2023
8:30 PM |
We Don't Know What's Wrong Anymore
What amuses me, in these days when social media reign supreme in our lives, is how people — like that cookie-stealing lady and these name-dropping Lea Salonga fans — readily post online confessions of patently wrong behavior, thinking their misdirected indignation will gain them sympathy. Somehow we have learned to be so self-focused, and so trigger-happy with possibilities of public shaming, we don't know what's right or wrong anymore.
Labels: life, moral rages, social media, social norms
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Wednesday, July 12, 2023
7:00 AM |
Poetry Wednesday, No. 143.
Labels: poetry
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Tuesday, July 11, 2023
11:30 PM |
This is My I-Survived-Another-Round-of-Monthly-Spring-Cleaning-That-Lasts-For-Days Look
Tired, but happy. There's nothing as satisfying as a clean apartment with things in their proper places.
Labels: life
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Thursday, July 06, 2023
12:40 PM |
One Has to Find Time to Play with the Arté Café Gallery Cat
Labels: art, art and culture, cats, dumaguete, life, pets
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Wednesday, July 05, 2023
7:00 AM |
Poetry Wednesday, No. 142.
Labels: poetry
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Tuesday, July 04, 2023
8:00 PM |
A 24-Hour Concert
I just watched Rob Esptein and Jeffrey Friedman’s Taylor Mac’s 24-Decade History of Popular Music (2023), their documentary of that groundbreaking, awe-inspiring 24-hour concert marathon that the theatre artist Taylor Mac undertook in 2016, and I’m amazed. [I think I might have to write a longer essay on immersive art soon, just to clarify my thoughts on this and to sort out my feelings.] This documentary makes me wish I could have been there in person, be part of the audience of this powerful, immersive 24-hour performance. It must have been blissfully exhaustive, the way great things should be experienced. But this documentary will have to do, abbreviated though it necessarily must be.
Also: Isn’t it amazing that Rob Epstein and Jeffrey Friedman have given us some of the best documentaries about queer life and culture in the past few decades? [Consider these: Word Is Out: Stories of Some of Our Lives, The Times of Harvey Milk, Common Threads: Stories from the Quilt, The Celluloid Closet, Paragraph 175, and State of Pride.] Even their fictional forays [Howl and Lovelace] are important, even if unremembered. I’m amazed by this duo.
Also: Fuck Ted Nugent.
Labels: film, history, music, popular culture
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