April 12, 2003

• Ok.  The Vietnamese noodley stuff we ate was PHO, not FON (why didn’t anyone correct me?)

  
  

  Last night, we (Tiff, B, Jessie, Loris, Caroline, Nick, myself) went to see the opening of Better Luck Tomorrow.  Similar to my initial disdain when Tiff forced me to go to the LOTR Two Towers premier, I was having second thoughts about seeing this movie.  Why?  I’ll TELL you WHY!

  
  

  My fear of cheese.

  
  

  Just kidding.  Well, the problem was that BLT (if you make a sandwich joke, or even THINK it, I will bust your ass!), is about Chinese Americans (like myself…and most of my Cali friends [shifty eyes]).  And you know mainstream entertainment, and many Americans, think of Chinese people in one of three ways:  Assumption 1) We own a supermarket in China town; Assumption 2) We are all really smart and excel at math (something I won’t necessary deny, nor admit); or Assumption 3) Somehow we LIVE the life of Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.  Yeah, way to go guys.

  
  

  BLT attempts to break this conception by portraying four really smart (see Assumption 3) Chinese high school kids who seem to having everything (money, brains, live in a nice area, “nice” clothes, cars, a never-ending supply of cigarettes, etc…actually some may say “good looks,” but I really didn’t see those…in any of the characters…).  But then they start doing petty little crimes, and stuff, and then it becomes more, and more, and more.  It seems as if they are on top of the world.  But you know that’s not going to last.  It is brilliant, yet twisted.

  
  

  I won’t go in depth into what happens in this movie, but I recommend that you see it.  It was…traumatic…but, it was also funny, thought provoking, and tragic.  You should all consider seeing it if it is playing in your area.  There is a lot of violence, sex, and bad language, but, it didn’t go too overboard in those departments so it is still realistic.

  
  

  What else?  Tai Chi was difficult today.  For some reason, I just can’t remember what the hell I’m supposed to do.  Jessie, Jenny, and Tuan were all trying to teach me but my brain JUST WOULDN’T WORK!  (sob sob).  But I’ll try to go to that mountain training thing and after a little refresher coarse I’ll just practice, practice, PRACTICE!  And maybe read a little of the Odyssey between my practicing.

  
  

  Oh yeah.  Tiffanie and I invented this cool new form of martial arts, called TAI SHU.  It blends the grace of Tai Chi with the intensity of Wushu.  Ha, actually, you just do the Tai Chi movements, but you jerk your head like in Wushu.  It’s pretty funny and looks kinda weird, but Tiff and I are confident that it will catch on!  Hahaha!  Then we will make videos of ourselves and sell them.  And when we compete, we’ll have a schizophrenic breakdown and be like, “Wait!  Who are you?!  Where am I?!”  And then we’ll grab the face of one of the female judges and be like, “Daddy?”  And then we will accuse our “father” of cheating on us with his new ho (we’re going to say that his new ho is the old MALE judge sitting next to him).  It will be hella funny!  Tiff and I have already promised ourselves to make this dream into a reality before we die…even if we have to PAY people to allow us to do this to them…ahahahah….

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