Mathilde - Eine Grosse Liebe

I remember this movie well.  It was shown as a trailer in several movies I watched at the moviehouse and it was like that over the course of about half a year.  The trailer was boring, the plot obvious--most love stories are.  You know there are two people involved who cannot live without each other and so on and so forth.  Anyhow, when my sister announced she was watching this movie several years later, I declined the invitation.  I was not going to watch a VERY LONG MOVIE ABOUT A VERY LONG ENGAGEMENT.  A year has passed since and--you guessed it.  I've watched this movie two times in a week already.  First with German audio and German subtitles--then with German audio and English subtitles.  I more or less got gist of the story--who's who, what's what, when how what happened, and how what when happened to to whom--but the second time was a lot better.  The subtle humor I missed in German I caught in English.  All in all, the movie was not that bad.  My sister was not raving about it, though she hardly ever does, like a rock, that one, true blue Bisaya to the core, hard to please, you know, anyhow, she gave it a good review.  And although I have been known to rave over things for weeks on end, I cannot bring myself to that for this one.  It was okay.  Like the blueberry muffins at French Baker.  They make them really good but you forget how they taste 5 seconds after the last morsel slid down your throat.  Speaking of muffins, I just rememebered a certain Muffin in an animation by Disney, the Swan Princess.  That carton film had several wonderful songs in it.  Or was it Puffin?  Now that I think of it, it really was Puffin.  But I also did bake muffins today.  I had mixed frozen berries so I looked for berry muffin recipes and settled on blueberry muffin.  I know.  I know.  But I've never been a sticker for these things.  I have had great moments with this kind of approach--the downside is those moments often can't be replicated.  I tend to forget what I did wrong and which instructions I ignored.  This time around, I thought my muffins would turn out VIOLET.  It had started out with that color and I had prepared myself for disappointment, though I am well aware that blatantly ignoring instructions in a recipe does not entiltle me to a lot, I had it coming, after all, and had prepared a name for my creation:  BEAT ME BLACK AND BLUE MUFFIN (it's not anything nasty, you do beat the eggs while mixing that thing, what do you call it?  Batter?  Dough?  I never did pay attention to Madam--I can't even remember her name, but I bet my sister does, she told me that this madam got angry when the students washed the dishes and the cutlery [I never noticed this part since I never bothered--either that or I was banned from the kitchen by my groupmates--again] and that she drank the left over alcoholic beverages needed for the cooking recipes).  Thirty minutes later I was very frustrated when my muffins turned out NORMAL.   They had normal size, normal texture and, most of all, NORMAL COLOR. What am I going to name them now?  Normal Muffins?!  That's so...normal.  They taste fine though--a bit on the sour side--are they supposed to be like this? I wouldn't know.  I didn't use blueberries as instructed.

Dawson's Sqeak

The TV series Dawson's Creek first aired when I was 14 years old.  Everyone in school was absolutely going "crazy" over it.  They often discussed the happenings of the previous episodes right  before class started.  I never understood what the ruckus was all about.  I have tried watching an episode or two and could not understand the dialogue.  I really couldn't make heads or tails of it.  They used highfalutin words that seemed so abnormal and inconsistent to their characters that inspired the kind of annoyance I reserved for traffic jams.  Why couldn't they have just talked normal--as in like normal teenagers battling through and completely failing in the face of hormonal turmoil?  But then again, if they did, then they'd not be so special, would they?

Liebesleben

Lovelife

I got to watch this movie for about...hmmm...20 minutes or so.  I didn't see much, all in all, just the climb to the climax--which was long and agonizing.