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I’m trying something new this review, I’m writing it while I watch the movie, I have the movie playing on my secondary monitor, and I’m typing it on my primary.
This movie reminds me a lot of Install, but it’s a far more serious, far more Korean version. Lately it seems that South Korea is pushing out far more decent film than Japan.
This movie starts out with two Japanese school girls, one of which is prostituting herself, and the other one managing the money and getting her men. They plan on going to Europe, and there’s an undertone that there might be something more there, that they may be in love. This is indicated at least to me when Jae-yeong tells Yeo-jin that she thinks she’s in love with one of the Johns, Yeo-jin becomes increasingly Jealous.
Yeo-jin makes Jae-yeong promise not to fall in love or even learn anything about any future Johns and Jae-yeong reluctantly agrees. The next day they go out to the next man, Yeo-jin is supposed to be standing watch for police, but she gets distracted by a man bugging her, and the next thing she knows she sees officers running into the apartment. Jae-yeong, with nowhere to go decides to jump out the window. She falls, lands flat on the ground. Covered with blood she orders Yeo-jin to carry her. Yeo-jin runs off with her on her back to a hospital. There we are told they’ll be lucky if she makes it the night.
Jae-yeong demands to see the John she was in love with before she’ll give them her parents phone number. Yeo-jin runs to find him, only to find he refuses to go unless she’ll have sex with him. She crys and reluctantly agrees, thinking of her friend on her death bed. When they finally get to the hospital Jae-yeong is already dead.
This sets forth the plot of the rest of the movie, whereas Yeo-jin in an attempt to understand Jae-yeong, decides to return the money to Johns, and in the process have relations with them.
It should be noted that her father starts out as the perfect single parent, making her breakfast and encouraging her to do well in school, and this is as much a study of the affect on him as the effect on her.
Her father notices her actions, and rather than stopping her, doesn’t let her know he’s on to her, and takes action against the Johns, with increasing levels of violence, first just breaking a bottle and telling the guy to get lost, to humiliating them in front of their family (which they subsequently commit suicide) to out and out murdering them.
It’s no masterwork, but it’s on par with Oldboy for the new kind of Korean ultra violence though not in such a quantity.
Visually, there’s one scene that really struck me and I’m uncertain if its on purpose or not, but her father pulls a car off a side road onto a highway, and there are maybe 3 arrows point left, and he turns right. The scene lasted maybe 10 seconds, but it was practically silent and something about it just struck me.
Also, this firm features what is certainly one of the worst night filters I’ve ever seen. I had assumed she somehow ended up underwater until I discovered what was really going on.
One last note, her father is a Christian, so I’m uncertain if they’re trying to say something with that or not, but he’s always talking about Miracles and such.
Hopefully next review will be on the new review system I’ve been building, which should allow us to review almost anything.
The end is certainly bitter, I won't say much more than that, just that despite my feelings that the film was mediocre I certainly don't regret watching it.
http://www.mpp.org/site/apps/nl/content2.asp?c=glKZLeMQIsG&b=1847069&ct=3829713
Man am I happy I checked digg today. Not only are thoes pigs in all senses of the words going to jail, but two of the three are charged with no less than:
"felony murder, violation of oath by a public officer, criminal solicitation, burglary, aggravated assault with a deadly weapon, and making false statements"
Man this makes me smile. Not only did they plant marajuana there, but they murdered a 92 year old woman, and they're going away for a long time. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, Paul. Straight from the article:
"I'm sorry," the 35-year-old said, his voice barely audible. He pleaded guilty to manslaughter, violation of oath, criminal solicitation, making false statements and perjury, which was based on claims in a warrant.
So one of the three gets manslaughter, other two are looking at murder. Awesome! For once, some good news to put on atimes.
Just a random thought before I head to bed to maybe try and start a conversation. I read on Digg just now that Burger king is going to start killing their Pork and Eggs humanely… firstly, how do you inhumainly kill an egg? Secondly, what, if any is the point of “Humane” killing? Killing is killing, no matter how nicely you kill something its still dead, and any suffering it may have gone through is negated. I honestly don’t see the difference… I mean for instance if you were going to kill me, would it matter how you killed me after I was dead? With that I’m heading to bed
Let me pretense this by saying it may seem a little random, but there is some kind of method to this response, though its hidden to even I. I want to try not to just answer back / counter point your questions / points, but that’s how it usually goes.
I think we’re as close now, despite any physical distance, as we ever were; I’m a hard person to know, certainly. I think events to me have deeper meanings to me than most people, possibly because I have so few. Having a job and being around people has certainly helped settle my restlessness, but its still there. I’m no advocate of organized education either; I believe it has a more of a uniform-ing, dulling effect on a persons mind than anything else. That’s not to say I don’t like education, it’s just that I prefer self-education. My job is basically PHP and MySQL Did I learn either of those at Brown? Didn’t touch them. I learned those from my own endeavors. For Oasisband. Joel has certainly made a huge impact on my life. Its strange how searching shoutcast for “They Might Be Giants” and stumbling upon a station called Edogg can change the course of a person’s life so drastically. He’s hosted Oasisband graciously for years now. He’s been there whenever I had questions, logical or philosophical. It was he responding “Learn PHP” to my bothersome “I’m Bored…”’s combined with him giving me my internship that no doubt got me my job. How can I repay such a man? That bugs me actually.
This next thought I’ve been meaning to get out there for a while, but didn’t have a proper medium, so I figure now is as good a time as any. I’m not happy unless I’m sad. When I have no reason to be down, I don’t know what to do with my self. I’m not sure if it was the stress or the vicodin or some combination thereof, but one of the strongest memories I have are the few weeks after I got my wisdom teeth yanked in September of 2004. There was such a strong sense of hopelessness; I had been shipped out to the middle of nowhere, all my friends scattered around the country, I hadn’t been accepted into any of the schools I applied to and was getting yelled at constantly by my mother about it, and to top it all off the constant physical pain. It’s just a part of my life I think about every single day. The only up side to it was we still had Voom then. I miss Voom. It’s strange. I used to love Aqua Teen. I watched a few episodes yesterday on DVD before I went to sleep, and it did nothing for me. I literally sat there thinking “How could I have liked this, its stupid” They made the same joke three episodes in a row, where meet wad just wanders off, then says “Staring:” some random movie star as though it were the title of a movie.
I still dream of High School. Its for this reason I’ve bought all this Penny Arcade memorabilia, the books, this cup, the shirt over there. Penny-Arcade to me represents something to me. A good time in my life. My mind connects everything though. I connect Mountain Goats with Chipolte with Oblivion all because of that day after Gross’s appendix blew and you guys came to my house. Its crazy too, where there are no connections, my mind needs connections and draws false ones. My verbal memory is fantastic actually, one of the best things I have probably, and I can remember almost every IM conversation I’ve ever had. My brain though doesn’t connect these to where I was at the time, but rather I for some reason connect completely unrelated places. There are many conversations I had on AOL back in seventh and eighth grade that for some reason my mind has connected with West Jr. Highs library. I can think of several right now that are connected with that small section of Paul’s House between the stairs and the Pool Table. As I stated though earlier, everything means something to me. Not in the crazy sense of someone else I know, but in more of a crazy sentimental way. I take deep meaning from Parties large or small. Most of the things I’ve bought on my spending spree of late, excluding the DS and Games, have been more for sentimental value than actual want/need.
Well I’ve rambled on enough for now I suppose. I always feel like an egomaniac when I write these… Its all I I I, Me Me Me… I’m really the only person I know though. I feel as though I should mention you more, perhaps we are drifting. I haven’t mentioned everything I wanted to, but its getting to the length where if I hadn't written it I might not read it, so it’s a good point to end.
Your Friend Always,
Jesse Gordon Donat
The topic this surrounds is genericide, follow the Wikipedia link if you are unfamiliar with the term, get to know it, and realize the freedoms it entitles us all to. Example: the lowly Aspirin. You may not realize it, but Aspirin is a brand name, and in many other countries it has to be called by its generic name “Acetosal” In America if a trademark becomes part of the culture, it is subject to genericide.
Adobe is terrified at the prospect of Photoshop becoming genericized. So much so they actually released this insulting sheet (Thanks for the link, Alek) [link] on how the term “Photoshop” can and cannot be used. I quote now from this sheet
CORRECT: The new features in Adobe® Photoshop® software are impressive.
INCORRECT: Photoshop's features are impressive.
“Trademarks must never be abbreviated.” Do they honestly expect people to say Adobe every time they refer to Photoshop? What right do companies have to control how we refer to its products? Could I make a product whose name took half an hour to pronounce, and then be upset when people don’t bother to use its full name? This is completely ridiculous.
As a side note I’ve been meaning to write a post for a while now on how Copyright should be subject to genericide. Lets look for example at the Birthday Song. It was copyrighted in 1935 and not set to expire until 2030 (thanks very much Sonny Bono). Anyone who had any legitimate reason to gain from that song will be, and probably already is long dead. You have to admit that the song is part of our culture. How can someone own and profit from our culture? That’s just wrong. I argue that when something becomes part of the culture, part of how we live, and so common that a thought is never even given to where it came from, its copyright should be null and void.
Secondly and even more pointedly, it’s a 4-line song, 3 of the lines are identical. How can that even be copyrightable? It’s literally a copyright on two sentences, one of which is missing a word i.e.: Insert Name Here. There should be a minimum length on what is copyrightable. How can you copyright that, it’s a common saying. If anything has ever been disserving of ridicule, this is it.
Time Warner, it is your turn to step up to the plate. Don’t be a dick, let “Happy Birthday To You” go. Uhoh, I just posted 3/4ths of the song by saying the title, fuck... Its in quotes though, I should be fine. Thoes of you curious to the full lyrics can find them here: [link] .
One final note, this is the first Oasisband post of 2007. Heres wishing this year be better than last! Godspeed.
