Instruction for a Help is a series of howto guides that are written in spectacularly mangled English that suggests some sort of a translator. Take this advice in Instruction for a Fruit: "Take a bad water and make a good water. A fruit loves a water twice a day." The language, and the articles' apparently insane notions ("The eyes of a fruit close and a tear comes") are written by Zack Parsons, for comedy website Something Awful. But soon the bizarrely humourous become bizarrely disturbing, and it becomes obvious that comedy is not the main thrust of the series.
The readers of the "instructions" mostly call for people to love and respect nature, and to report to "THE CENTER" to be "diagoloised" and assessed for what we can safely assume to be reproductive activity, or as they call it, "formulating a babie"(lol). Having trouble with your "babie"? No problem, just ring for your neighbourhood friendly red worm. He is your friend, and will protect you from the mans from below, which incidentally, if you see him, you should open up his skin and "take out ALL his fluids".
This world where man and nature live harmoniously by all accounts, is flavoured with strange distorted images, becoming fragmented and broken as the series hits its climax, when the mythical "mans from below" threaten the status quo.
It ends rather ambiguously, but is tied strongly to a companion narrative, also written by the same author, called "The View From Below", which despite spoiling the mystery surrounding Instruction for a Help, The View from Below is what I would argue is the "meat" of the the actual story. The View from Below is an arguably even better story, this time with proper English and a much more straightforward narrative with the same setting. The setting of it, political aspects and all, are well-realized and believable; the plot twists and turns past an easy ending into an epilogue that is one of the more intriguing endings I've seen in Fantasy/SciFi.
It is quite long, but segmented into convenient chunks and is unusually well-written and original for internet fiction.
The core details first. Local film, independent/low-budget, directed by Royston Tan. Running time 90+ minutes. Quiet Singaporean drama revolving around a boy and a very foreign Korean man's weird relationship in a very empty house.
Depending on how impatient you are regarding films, you might either be frustrated by the film's slow pacing or you might tolerate it. One of the first shots of the film is a long take featuring our lead character, a pre-teen Chinese Singaporean boy named Xiao Wu, scrabbling around in the dark looking for something in a guy's room in the dead of night. That's practically all that happens for what feels like minutes afterwards, and we don't learn anything about what he was doing before we finally get to the next shot, which begs the question of why they held the bloody shot for so long.
Long takes, slow cutting, and generally serene pacing are the signatures of this film (I'm told it's a departure from Royston Tan's usual style). I think it's probably an experiment on Royston's part, because there are plenty of points where I found my attention wandering for lack of something happening. Music is used sparingly and not too much diegetic sound, so an audience is many a time left twiddling their thumbs waiting. That said, there are also scenes that use the long take well; for instance, it is used to communicate effectively the trappings of a classroom scene and that agonizingly empty and slow lonely feeling. As long as you're invested in the characters of the movie, the slow pacing should be an overall plus to your appreciation of it.
There are only two "real" characters, they hardly interact with each other, don't even speak the same language, and yet, they both bring something to the situation. Xiao Wu provides humour, mischief, and innocence as a counterpoint to the sordid themes, as the child character often does, but at the same time he is at the centre of much of the pain in the movie, being abandoned by his mother to live with a stranger that doesn't even speak the same language. The "Korean uncle" Jung, unhappy and distant guardian, although he does very little guarding, is the vague and fuzzy dream that us and Xiao Wu are feeling around for. In a hazy, timeless landscape where Xiao Wu has virtually no one and nothing, we are tantalized with few but intimate little details about this man who is just in the next room, but just can't talk to.
The movie focuses on Xiao Wu's numerous attempts to reach him, and Jung's ambiguous reactions, despite all the differences between them. Most of these attempts to connect are disguised as pranks, courtesy - but since these are the only times Xiao Wu's life brushes another, they feel sincere, treasured. As I grew depressed about Xiao Wu's empty, empty existence, Jung also became my little fixation, as he was pretty much the only person either of us saw - extended, contemplative shots were now filled with a bit of longing to become somehow closer, to make some real contact, to get some real conversation. 4.30 was quiet and dark. It took a while, but it got me.
Some credit has to go the the acting, too. Xiao Li Yuan (the boy) and Young-jun Kim (the Korean) do fine jobs, finer still when you take into account how difficult long takes are, in getting everything right. Sound, voices, are conspicuous in their sparseness, which only helps add to the impact of certain scenes when they are present. Overall it's a minimalist approach that eschews the usual heated dialogue and overly snaky plot that is common in local productions. At no point do Jung or Xiao Wu talk plainly about how they feel, and yet you manage to understand their isolation, their desperation.
Some may think 4.30 is mostly just a lot of tedious shots and an overly long short film (and they would have ample reason), but I could stand to defend it as an artistic triumph, an example of Singaporean cinema that doesn't rely on the easy tricks (horror, hot actresses, guns, tired slapstick, name actors, etc.). Not a movie designed for casual audiences, but I'm glad Tan stuck with it and didn't try to shoehorn anything in.
Also of note: To enhance the awkward relations between Jung and Xiao Wu, director Royston Tan forbid them from talking to each other. The one time this rule was broken, Royston canceled the shoot. Nice to see he's learning enforced method acting.
District 9 is another one of those films with a premise so irresistibly provocative that you can't help but instantly generate lofty expectations in your head after you come away from the trailer. Scifi fare that combines fantasy with just enough gritty realism to make it real is my favourite kind of Scifi. Some works deliver with aplomb; Children of Men, Firefly/Serenity, and Karen Traviss's SF novels. Neill Blomkamp comes close.
District 9's plot stays pretty fresh for most of the movie - alien refugees appear in South Africa, the government takes control, and the aliens become the center of discrimination, xenophobia, exploitation, experiments, and lots of death. The themes recall apartheid and stories I heard of Aryan attitudes towards the Jewish. All very morally-provoking stuff - unfortunately it's serious themes fall apart after the second third of the movie, pulling District 9 into a decline that it never bounces back from.
It looks like the filmmakers just went through the motions of creating a group for humanity to bully just so we can feel shameful and then after that say it's a profound experience. Much of the originality I hoped for never showed up; cookie cutter lines and characters galore. Once you ignore the gore (gore is cheap these days) it goes into it's "serious issues" about as far as a half-hour cartoon would go - which makes sense, because the director chose to spend a third of the film on explosions and action scenes.
What Blomkamp has done, boys and girls, is to poke your sympathy with a stick by abusing a bunch of "those poor guys", and before you realize that the themes are about as shallow as a tin of cat food, dazzles you with a massive, gratuitous action sequence and hope that you don't notice. District 9 is half promising/disturbing movie, half pointless explosive wankfest. The only truly good thing about this movie is that it raises awareness about xenophobia and forced resettlement (albeit dumbing them down significantly).
So after TOFU told me about how some people in JC join CCAs aiming directly for a leadership position, then quit and find another CCA if they don't get high up enough into the hierarchy, I began to think about my CCA. It's interesting.
I'm in something of a film club that publishes reviews and organizes movie screenings now and then. It's like my old drama club in that most of the members who have had significant passion for the CCA have all passed out long ago. For starters, I'm going to get publishing a shitload of movie reviews and get a shitload of credit to compete with those weeaboos who organize camps for points.
The school organizes advance screenings of upcoming movies. What I'm going to do is to attend these screenings, which will allow me to put out a review before anyone else. I've already done this with my previous review (first page on Google search!). Next I should be covering Royston Tan's Little Note. Oh yeah.
Besides that I'm going to tackle a list of movies I want to get attention for: Speak (one of my favourite movies ever, though for personal reasons) Sita Sings The Blues Singapore Rebel (if they'll let me, which I doubt they will) Local productions (will probably avoid mainstream offerings though) Anime movies (so I can burn them and get over 9000 angry pageviews) Films about the internet and internet culture Machinima films
With every review I"ll include linkbacks to the fort - so we might we getting some extra visitors in the future. Don't write illegal stuff or anything, lol.
Type: Feature film Genre: Horror, slasher Release date: Oct 8
Perhaps I shouldn't be in an utterly apathetic mood when writing a review, but after over nine thousand years of dawdling on what to say about Darah, I decided that there's not a whole lot, really.
I attended a special advance director's cut screening at Ngee Ann's movie theatre about two weeks before it was due to open in Singaporean cinemas. Darah is an Indonesian and Singaporean co-production, as well as the first film produced by Gorylah Pictures, a new production company.
The producer Gary Goh was there to talk about the making of the film. A lot of it was about budget and marketing and the nitty-gritty behind-the-scenes stuff that only manly filmmakers like myself would be interested in, but he did mention that Darah is essentially a feature-length remake of a short film that the producers spotted. The movie was completed in a fairly short time, and meant to put the production company on the map and grab some numbers. Therefore, don't expect anything revolutionary about this film.
I overheard the overall plot summary before the show even began: A bunch of friends finds a young girl stranded on the road. They send her home, but she persuades them to stay for dinner. Not long after, the house's inhabitants break out the chainsaw, led by a creepy woman(Darah). Bloodfest ensues.
The original short film that this movie was adapted from had an evil woman juggling several visitors around her house while she tried to kill them all without the rest noticing. Apparently this made for some interesting pacing and comedy. In Darah, they threw out the comedy, but kept the tension of simultaneous situations occuring all over the house. We even venture outside of the house a few times, and the plot pulls off just enough little twists to keep you attentive even after the blood starts splashing.
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The titular Darah is quite striking and eerie at the same time, despite the actress having her background in comedy(yep). She, along with the rest of her creepy chainsaw children are tanks. I can't quite say they're very badass, but they're definitely tanks. Every time the poor group of friends enter a fight with one of the bad guys, it's like watching a bunch of little people scurrying around throwing rocks at a tank while it leisurely drives around and shoots pain at them. Other than for Darah though, the acting doesn't stand out, and neither does the characterization or the script.
Like I said, nothing very new. I was told the movie has strong female characters, but I'm not the sort to be particularly impressed by feminism in art. The action-y bits are okay, plenty to go around and many different weapons of pain, including a crossbow and a sword (not together in the same scene though). Also, the little leaps of logic may or may not bother you; there is a scene where a policeman fires multiple shots at a target that's moving directly towards him and somehow manages to miss all of them.
I guess it's an alright film, but there are better things to watch. Only see if you're interested in what Indonesia/Singapore has to offer, or if you just need something to pass the time with some friends.
I think I try to break out of my comfort zones of viewing material... so in another bid to convince myself, I decided last night to not watch Carrier (which I'm halfway through) and seize some hopefully worthwhile anime.
I gotta admit my list of anime isn't much. The recent ones were Shakugan no Shana and Elfen Lied, which was terribly disappointing and terribly shit respectively. I do my best not to be biased against genres, but the truth is that anime does have specific characteristics that define and guide it, and those characteristics make anime like the Danger Zone to me. You have the fan following, showering abject praise upon their chosen worship, baiting you into the series only to ambush you from behind with a bucket of FAIL and retarded excuses for why the show is so RETARDED and formulaic 90% of the time.
The other thing is just what I've said: formulaic. Since anime and its associated conventions still sell, a lot of animes just copy off their predecessors and use the same techniques, the same cock teases, same boob fanservice, same stock characters, same general plot lines, and sometimes like in Shakugan no Shana, when the creators actually hit something interesting/original/awesomely profound, they go NOWHERE with it and fill it up with all that stock nonsense to reel in the safe, usual, ferociously dedicated enthusiasts.
Pictured: God.
And this is where the anime-bashing ends (for today) because I liked The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. Being popular, they raised alarm bells in my head. Also the fact that they broadcast episodes out of chronological order, even separating two-part stories, sounded like a gimmick that would crash and burn. In the end I liked it for being able to keep me off-balance, staying in with the show's tune of "weird stuff happens, lol". And they still manage to give the show some sort of conclusion.
The story's there. It's about a bunch of exceedingly out-of-this-world high school students who are all supernaturally special in their own way, except for the narrator. Many character archetypes are used here though surprisingly things are continually kept interesting by little twists and turns here and there, and praise also goes to the pacing of the unhurried exposition of the SciFi/Fantasy lore(which you don't have to be a fan to jump in and "get"). They weave all these bits of interesting stuff in alongside all these mundane real world events. A commonly quoted example is the fate of the world teetering over the outcome of a baseball match - and yes, they pull it off.
Romance is handled pretty well, which surprised me (fanservice isn't dovetailed into romance, thank god). The action/fight scenes are good too; but most episodes focus on the school-based crazy capers of the group of friends and how they try to get Haruhi to be entertained so she won't destroy the world. It's executed better than it sounds, honest.
Speaking of fanservice, Melancholy definitely has it's bits, but a fair amount of these sequences are either just humourous or interesting enough so for the most part it isn't an issue. I get the feeling they are partially parodying anime and general storytelling conventions, and the nice thing is that they go just far enough with it to amuse, but don't abuse it too much.
Characterization is balanced. The lead is Haruhi, hyperactive, slightly sociopathic, ambitious, and loud. She also shows an underlying despair with being normal, though this and other character traits of not just her but other characters are hinted at subtly enough to keep things interesting. I do however have frustrations for Koizumi and Kyon's mostly one-sided personalities - they stay too passive sometimes and rub off on the viewer with lackluster results. Otherwise, Kyon, as the normal, uninterested guy, is a fitting and entertaining counterpoint to Haruhi's explosive madness.
Animation is beautiful. The art division for Haruhi's world definitely had a vision when they went and drew life into the script. Certain sequences, like Haruhi's monologue about her past, echo with feeling. Plenty of scenery porn too; plenty of very pretty shots of the landscape. The only real downer in this department was the gay CG at times - low-quality and at odds with the anime background.
Overall, this feels more like a genuine work of art and less a cash cow or entertainment cow. A nice arty example is the episode "Someday in the Rain", melancholic slice-of-life. Regardless of wacky subject matter, there are cerebral things to reflect on, and keeps you fairly well entertained to boot (an average of a couple of laughs per episode). It does fall a bit short at some bits, when you wish a line of thought had gone just a bit further, but in the end, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya is well balanced, well played, well done. Not particularly deep but worthwhile. yeahhh!!
I come from an older breed of anime. I remember when anime series did not have to be marketable. I remember when anime series could develop characters I could relate to even though I could not change into some black pig when splashed with cold water. I remember when anime could bring up philosophical topics like reality and identity amid the worldwide plague known as the Internet. I remember when anime did not have to be cute and could feature a guy who turned into a gelatinous blob that inadvertently crushed his girlfriend into red goo...
This review assumes you have watched the movie already.
Bowling for Columbine is my first review on a nonfiction film. During my very first class in the semester (but not in the polytechnic) we watched one of Michael Moore's biggest hits, Bowling for Columbine. Out of curiosity I had read the disturbingly violent plays that the Virginia Tech gunman had written, and participated in a few online discussions regarding whether video games were to blame for youth violence, but other than that? I was clean.
Sometimes a clean, ignorant perspective is good. Like how naive young children and teenagers can occasionally point out and take notice of things that adults miss over and over again. Whenever I'm diving into a new film, sometimes I like to read ahead and check out the scores on Rotten Tomatoes to know whether or not a good time is coming up, or a scoop of ice cream and some porn is in order. Sometimes I don't; sometimes I'm afraid preconceptions will mar how I enjoy the film.
With Columbine my brand new laptop was right beside me and I couldn't resist. 96% on the Tomatometer if I remember right. I was careful not to assume 96% meant a good film - it meant a film rated well by most critics and filmgoers. Which said nothing really, of how right (if there is a right) Moore's message would be.
The message in Columbine doesn't come through clearly at first; Moore meanders aside and interviews vaguely connected people. The common theme running through all of these ultimately boil down to how the US has scared itself into relaxing gun laws so it can buy more guns to assuage their fears of something that has been blown up by the media. The scared public demand guns, the guns are given freely, and when the wrong people get them, people throw the blame around and find a new host of things to be afraid of. Bottom line: things need to change.
Keep in mind: just because the film soars, doesn't mean it is right. Moore is indeed very skilful at evoking emotional response from the audience. He uses satire to get your attention then moves it down the lane of uncomfortable truths. At one point Moore is rebutting the assertions that the US keeps its weapons for self-defense only by playing a montage of American aggressiveness throughout history. It was a little humourous at first, I must admit. The final scene displays Osama bin Laden using his CIA training to bring down the World Trade Centre towers amid horrified yells from the public. At that moment someone in class stifled what sounded like a laugh. I looked at her in horror and wondered what the hell she was laughing at. I remained on edge until class ended.
But I didn't get angry at Moore. Moore comes across as sincere, because he gets out on screen to fight for his beliefs numerous times. One of my coursemates noticed that Moore tended to cut a lot and take things out of context. I can assure you that he does tailor and cut and move around scenes to make them powerful; one such example is interspersing the speech of a father who had lost his son to the Columbine killers with a speech defending the right to use guns. So he can look sincere, and look right, but does what he say really have it?
I can't answer that question, and after the film I knew that to find a truly satisfactory answer for myself would take me a very long time. So I'll just review some criticisms and parts of the movie instead of a whole.
Moore interviewed people from both sides of the argument; for some people such as Heston he pretends to be on their side in order to open a dialogue. Moore's critics have slammed these tactics. I think that it's alright for Moore to be dishonest about his intentions so that the subject content can be purer - if he were to approach them as the left-winger he was, his interviewees would certainly be a lot more careful with what they said. But we don't want some intricately carved excuse. We want raw naked opinion.
Moore's victory against K-mart might not have been as big as i seemed. The internet yielded many news articles concerning people who got angry at how K-mart stopped handgun ammo sales for a bunch of anti-gun lobbyists, but nothing from after Moore released Bowling for Columbine. Weird. Also, some talk about K-mart not keeping it's promise, and the fact that K-mart was losing greatly to Wal-mart anyway, who were by the way, released press statements assuring everyone that they would always be selling handgun ammo.
One thing my lecturer mentioned was the final interview with Charles Heston, where Moore corners the NRA president, and after the latter dodges a barrage of difficult questions, stalks off and cannot turn around when Moore confronts him with a picture of a girl that died in a shooting. I find it sad that Moore never mentioned that Heston was suffering was Alzhiemer's and prostate cancer. It's a major dent in an otherwise perfect ending.
There was a scene where a reporter was talking to a camera. His crew had just set up near the scene close to where the girl had been shot. The reporter held up a picture of the girl and said the usual concillary, television lines. Then the camera went off. The reporter huffed a sigh of relief, then began to talk about other things, like his hair. At first I thought it was just a sign of how callous people were, how people trivialised tragedy into news. But then I put myself in the reporter's position. I would probably have been saying the same things. I probably wouldn't want to talk about how a young girl, not even a teenager, was shot with a gun by a boy her own age.
Who would want to talk about that? We would rather make excuses to do something else. It's so damn simple to make excuses - whenever something terrible happens we either ignore it or want all the answers right away. We want to be able to blame someone right away, to have something solid, and when we can't we make excuses so we can. The NRA is strong in America - so what to do? Blame school, blame computer games, blame Marilyn Manson. Better play it safe and lock it all down, buy a gun too. The specific criticisms on Wikipedia accuse Moore of obscuring facts - not of screwing up his logic. Because he makes sense.
Bowling for Columbine is certainly excellent in terms of editing and presentation. It's a movie that'll probably make you laugh hard and perhaps even cry a bit. As to the subject matter, I cannot comment much. Michael Moore is so good at winning us over to his side that I don't trust the movie to put me in an impartial mindset. To Moore's credit, he advocates that you read up on it yourself. Make your own decision.
I've going from hardcore social dump-postings to more traditional ones (for Pfort, anyway). What changed my mind? I remember during one of our meetings we began to categorize, like section off what each of us was doing with the fort. i can't remember for Giant or Lime, but TOFU was "current events", Panzer was "politics and ideology", and I was "social". When I heard that I knew immediately that wasn't quite... it.
I don't want to lock myself down to commentary on how bad my social life is. So I'm not going to talk about the past month and a half in a new social environment (it's definitely not all bad). Here's a movie review.
Drama is a risk. You're always treading multiple lines, threatening to screw up something or the other. Some media resolve this with gimmicks. Some people throw in action. Scifi/Fantasy . Purposely addressing sensitive/popular subjects because they are sensitive and popular. These gimmicks aren't always abused, but when they are... (Elfen Lied) oh shit.
Speak centers around a girl who got raped. They could have gone overboard and milked the feminism cow for sympathy and rave reviews - they could have snapped their fingers and did it; and just like that every female watching the film will be in support. I'm an egalitarian, and I absolutely hate the feminism concept.
What turned me around? 4chan. Yep. 4chan isn't just /b/. I went to /tv/, and one guy recommended the film, saying, "I normally hate 'I was raped' movies, but Speak was good." So I took a chance; sometimes you find cool stuff that way.
Speak starts off at the beginning of high school (ironic, given what I just vowed not to post about). Our protagonist, Melinda, has been a social reject since 8th grade. Back then, at a massive party with her best friends and schoolmates, she called the cops, who busted all the underage drinkers, essentially destroying the gathering. She doesn't tell anyone why she dialed 911, is more or less exiled from her social circle, and becomes very, very quiet.
From her first unsteady, tentative days in high school Melinda is already outcast as a "squealer". The discipline master has her targeted for trouble, and even the enthusiastic visionary of an art teacher can't really get through. Nobody can - Melinda doesn't even bother to try, doesn't even bother to talk - she vocalizes mostly in monosyllables and the only interesting stuff we get from her is through her monologues with herself.
The thing about being friendless and outside of society is that it gets you to expand on other things. There's so much empty space that soon you find something to occupy yourself with, something to fill up that black hole. Melinda fills it with art, and she doesn't do it incredibly well, like a prodigy (another gimmick that could have been abused), her art is fascinating because she has something to say and this is the only way she can express it. One thing the movie explores is what we do when we have no one to talk to. We look to strangers for help, we make art, we invest our emotions heavily in a select few things, we even start excluding ourselves by our own will, long after the initial issue and problem is over. The movie looks at all this.
There's some symbolism in this movie, art being one of the central focuses. I didn't really get all of it, but I didn't need to, because the immersion of the film worked to great effect. The setting of an American high school is designed to be ageless, so it could be anywhere from the 90's to the present. The story is compatible with our culture as well.
The film sweeps from one end of the school year to another, and doesn't manage to feel rushed and remind you that this is a 2 hour flick, thanks to its excellent characterization. Not just for Melinda, but for her parents, her teachers, her schoolmates - though few actually stand out as special, all of them are incredibly real and alive. No depthless stock characters, no obligatory negative portrayal of "the popular kids". Speak's characters aren't tailored or forced by the writers to be special, to stand out with some ability, they're just very real and very, very good. (It was also funnier than Pink Panther 2 and a lot of teen movies I've seen.)
And that's what this movie is about. Reality, coming to terms with it, Melinda inching her way to a place where there is no wall and no pretense. This could have been about a girl who was raped and made to stay silent, but it's about much more, because Melinda chose to stay mute. Many films get emotional responses by focusing on a character's weakness that was forced onto them, so much that the weaknesses are more central to the film than the character itself. Not here.
Here it's more about strength, strength to open your mouth and also do something about your shit. Speak isn't perfect, but it is extremely well done and well worth ninety minutes of my time.
It's also an inspiration that you don't need big bucks to make good films. Heh.
Slumdog Millionaire is essentially a love story, and despite the great lengths protagonist Jamal Malik goes to just to reunite with his lover, it still makes it look like a Disney Cinderalla-esque teen flick at heart. However, to director Danny Boyle's and co-director Loveleen Tandan's credit, the movie becomes more alive and real with clips of his childhood experiences and interrogation scenes. Credit also has to be given to the casting of actors, especially of the child actors whom were reportedly found simply off the streets of Mumbai. To be frank, the real gem of the movie lies in the adventures of their childhood, which the director managed to capture the innocent yet massive energy of these street children. Scenes like the one where Jamal had to dive into a pile of shit just to escape the outhouse and try to get Amitabh Bachan's autograph and succeeded were certainly a great laugh, yet it also displays the determination of the protagonist to reach his goal. Of course this might also be because of the great acting put in by the child actors, who managed to act out their parts yet still bring in certain dimensions to the characters unbelievably well. It really is hard to fathom that these children aren't even actors, just children the production team found in the streets. I particularly liked the dialogue, where the first few minutes into the movie you get to hear Jamal's jailer calling him a dog and a "madaar-chode". All in all, Slumdog Millionaire is a great film to catch, a film that manages to blend Bollywood and Hollywood elements rather well, is definitely a film worth paying $8 for.
“The last hour will not come unless there is much bloodshed.” Hadith sahih muslim 41:6903
I have just seen the movie and I must say unfortunately there is more mockery than comedy involved. But then again when your director is the same guy who made Borat, you know the if your purpose is to provoke your viewers, you'll get the job done. And with Bill Maher, the film does its intended purpose perfectly and to set the record straight, I like this movie.
Personally, I've been scouring the net to find the purpose of life as told by Christianity as they usually use it as a selling point. (literally selling point, in the movie with large elaborate churches and filthy rich pastors selling dvds which their church-goers must buy to be saved) and 100% of the time I get a one word answer. Jesus.
"A man who is himself is born from a virgin and sends his son who his himself on a suicide mission in order to help everyone."- Bill Maher makes perfect sense.
Religulous goes into why ordinary people who use the same amount of brain power as anyone else choose to wall their "god part" while being perfectly rational about everything else...like santa claus. The answers he gets usually telling of how weak this wall is and how people CHOOSE to keep reinforcing it because the more they do it, the higher their chance of getting into heaven. More importantly the idea of ignorance is bliss. That belief without question and giving your daughter to rapists in order to protect angels is behavior that is rewarded. And people still thinking that their dear holy book is self evident when the only historical evidence is has is itself and that..isn't..exactly evidence
Very few people really know what the Bible means. they just use it to fit their means and goals and integrate it into their lives. Hate gays? Proof in the Bible. Love gays? Proof in the Bible. The one thing we can definitely count on is that the book was written and changed by countless numbers of authors and can be interpreted in many different ways. Interpreted by HUMANS. That makes believers who think they are sticking to the ultimate “Word of God” look even more ridiculous.
Bill really appalled that people actually believe these beonze age myths that were (eg. Senate member who says IQ isn't a requirement for the senate and the Republican debate where 3 nominees did not believe in evolution) written at a time where people believed the world was flat and the sun moved round the Earth but overlook these thing to make themselves more comfortable with their faith and make cop-outs of which ever part they choose to believe and discard the rest. Which brings the question, is there really such a thing as being moderately religious? It makes you ask the question.
Do you really believe in a talking snake?
Do you really believe in Adam and Eve?
Do you really believe 10,000 species of animals(since they dont believe in evolution) can be placed in a boat?
Do you really believe Jonah could live in a whale for 3 days?
Do you really believe in a virgin birth? (Hero pattern)
He then starts with the danger of evangelical right wing politics.
"Light houses are more useful than churches" - Benjamin Franklin
Appalled at how ridiculous they can get.
(mormon video, what they really believe)
eg. Creation museum where they assert that men lived alongside Dinosaurs. eg. The world is 5000 years old eg. that 60% believe the rapture will happen in their lifetime.
The final part he delves into is of course the end of the world. The problem with political monotheist religion (all 3 of em)
"The LORD is a warrior! The LORD is his name." - Exodus 15:3
And the final narrative which I find is the most meaningful of the entire film. may not be perfect word or word but its something like,
This is not the time for countries to be steered be irrationalists. Faith meansmaking a virtue out of not thinking. And people who preach faith are keeping man in a bondage of fantasy that has justified so much lunacy and destruction.Faith is dangerous because faith makes people think that they they have all the answers. But because no is really talking to them, it creates a void. A void which is filled with Humans, by Humans who have their own agendas, limitations and corruption. If anyone tells you they know, I promise you they do not. Why? Because they do not posses any mental powers I do not. Man needs to be humble and rational. Because we have a record of getting things dead wrong.
Because while waiting for god to arrive, we may have already driven ourselves to extinction.
While the movie is meaningful and provacative, the screenplay is messy and fails to piece a perfect story from beginning to end. Borat meets Michael Moore is probably a good way to describe it and while I did find the movie humorous with religious leaders getting dumbstruck at every other question and how quick they are to respond. However I can see some people frowning for the entire duration and I guess that just makes my experience better. While surely not a masterpiece of satire like Borat, it will remembered as part of the Atheist resurgence which started with Richard Dawkins and his book, The God Delusion. Despite so, his message is not so straightforward as to say religion is bad and that god doesn't exist but to appreciate the world around us and to do our part to save our home and ourselves. Because we only have one life.
Summary: Not an excellent movie, but remains to be intelligent and witty while staying true to the genre, to be provocative and oh so funny. Loved Borat and Bowling for Columbine? You'll definitely like this. Hate Borat? I wouldn't recommend it to you...unless you believe in talking snakes. In the words of Bill Maher "The film's intent is not to offend, but if it does..."
All American Rejects like we've never heard them before. Their new album, When The World Comes Down is really, in the words of frontman Tyson Ritter, 'It's nothing like you've ever heard'. All American Reject's last two studio albums, a self titled one and the Move Along album had rock written all over it. They are a little softer in this new album with more acoustic songs on the roster.
If you ask me, I prefer this side of them. There is a whole lot more meaning into their lyrics now and the melody has also got up a notch with the omission of loud sounds... Something PanzerZ would probably find detestable...
I really think this is quite a good album. One of the few albums of the year that has managed to keep me on.
I'm pretty sure hardcore rock guys will not like this new album though.
Who fucking needs lyrics you got got these bad boys in your ipods. But before I go any further, I think I need to tell you to listen to the entire thing. You may find it a little slow..but hey, everyone said The Godfather was a slow and boring movie didn't they. Patience is a virtue.
These aren't songs. They're marvelous compositions of music
Godspeed you! Black Emperor
Storm
Moya
Blaise Bailey Finnigan III A.K.A behemoth of musical genius.(the original is 17:45) The creator of this vid wanted to make a DBZ amv without putting the usual bland metal or mainstream rock plaguing many such videos. And I say he did a pretty good job. It builds up to a large cresendo with the Super Saiyans and all.
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. I wouldn't even dare say its indie rock. There are too many "wannabe British" American "indie" bands nowadays. Its Post-rock or maybe even Prog-rock.
but I'm not discounting mainstream music here, by using a Jeremy clarksonesque analogy( if you ever watched top gear you'd understand), mainstream music, is like fried chicken wings. Tasty, yes but unhealthy and the you'd eventually get sick of the oil and fat. On the other end of the spectrum is the sophistication of...caviar. Exquisite, an acquired taste of sorts. Now I'd daresay prog-rock is caviar, with peanut butter. A taste even harder to acquire but a lasting aftertaste that sticks to you...a genre Which coincidentally also includes Muse.
Lol I just had two funny games on MH. Normal mode is bset. I hope this will convince the rest of you guys to play with me....
First game, as a girl, I went into a girl's bathroom. Not long after, this boy came in and started to punch me. I put on my robe and wizard hat. I pull out a baseball bat and clobber him with it for daring to enter a female bathroom and beat up a chick (later on, the player confessed that he had been trying to rape me in the bathroom). He runs straight into one of the cubicles and closes the door.
I pull out my axe and begin chopping.
The door comes down and I wade straight in and slice him twice with the axe, before switching back to bat. He goes unconscious. After a bit of knifey-knifey, he's dead. On top of the toilet bowl. I came.
There is nothing on his body except a lot of blood. (The player also later told me that this was his first time playing MH.) I close the cubicle door, then close the other cubicle doors to continue the pattern.
I get out and am walking down the hall when another boy offers his help. I agree to barricade ourselves in a room. Both of us go in a classroom. I sit on the desk relating my near-rape experience while he puts up desks against the door. A girl comes by and opens the door. She is told that we're barricading ourselves in and leaves. My barricade partner tells her to go away, then notes in an annoyed tone that she left the door open. I go to see if I can reach the door from behind the barrier of desks, then the boy surprises me with a spray can, turning my temporarily blind, and draws an Alondite, a powerful anime sword.
He begins chopping. When I come to, I pull out my baseball bat and fight back.
The weakness of the high-damage Alondite is this: Using such a large sword uses up a lot of energy that is used for running, as well as making it more likely for you to get knocked over. My attacker got in three strikes before I downed him with a single hit from my baseball bat. Knifey-knifey. He gets up again and resumes his Alondite assault. I cut it short again with my bat, then KNIFEY KNIFEY. He dies and I pick up his Alondite.
A girl runs by the classroom and sees the body (the door was still open). She's like "OMG" and I'm like "HELPPP" We pull aside the barricade of desks.
"You killed him!" She says. She cuts me down with three billhook strikes. D=
After my death, another player is revealed to have seen her going into the classroom me and the original Alondite holder died in. He finds the bodies, and begins a long skirmish with her all over the school (using MY baseball bat). Eventually he locks her in a room. Yay, my killer is captured! But wait... a pink haired girl listens to the pleas for help and axes the door down. She steps out of her prison, faces her savior, and...
The game runs out of time and ends. It turns out the girl that killed me and got locked in a room was the real murderer, and was about to pull a billhook on the pink-haired girl.
Oh, and they also found the body of my newbie rapist in the toilet. lol
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Second game, two players suicided next to each other. Another player sprayed a cross beside them and I mumbled prayers over their bodies.
And then when I was in a kitchen, a boy with a long symbolic wooden sword (a Bokken) comes in and asks me if he can be of any help. He's investigating the murder of the teacher in the school and he requests to do a full body search to see if I have any bloody weapons. Full body search. Sexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxual tension. He gives me a Bokken and I follow him around the school searching for clues. Once I even barricaded myself in a room with him, though since I was eating lunch I had no time to hit on him.
In the end the killer, a redheaded girl, confesses, and the immediate reaction of a fellow player was to kill her back. Obviously, having already said prayers over suicide victims, It would be much more in character for me to not advocate death. So I went in hot pursuit of the player that was trying to kill the killer, swinging my bokken (nonlethal weapon).
Eventually I find the killer in the kitchen going crazy in a corner, and leave two schoolmates to guard her. I go back and find my handsome detective partner. When we get back to the kitchen, the killer overcomes her captors with a couple of spray cans. She gets past me and my partner with the same tactic. Thus begins a mad rush to capture the killer and the killer's would-be killer. Then the game host commends us on the epic ending and ends the game on account of time constraints.
I'm sure it is. After tomorrow's Chinese B (which I don't plan to try very hard at, if you catch my drift), it'll be all over for us. I remember making that post about pwning Mikana with 6 As but I guess I was blowing air after all. If I didn't have my DPA to fall back on I would probably have been screwed. But on a lighter note, let me introduce better alternatives to gaming (I'm looking at YOU, Lime-o).
Did I say better alternatives to gaming? My bad. I meant better gaming alternatives.
1. Mitadake High http://www.byond.com/games/DevourerOfSouls/MitadakeHigh
You don't want to know what she's got underneath.
Mitadake High is a simple 2D online game. It's 100% free, as the game is attached to a website and not a company. Graphics are nothing to marvel at - it's the wide-open, possibility-rich environment that's the attraction.
In MH's default map and normal mode, all the players spawn in a high school building. All the players will be informed via intercom that a teacher has been found dead. The school is under lock down, and you have to survive until the time limit is up, except for one player. That player is designated the killer, and his objective is to be the last one standing. Everyone gets to loot the school's rooms for - you guessed it - improvised weapons. These weapons range from the standard slew of kitchen knives and baseball bats, to slightly weirder ones like tasers and syringes full of sedative, not to mention several anime-inspired weapons, which includes the Alondite and Death Note.
What stops you from loading up with sharp ends, then killing everyone in sight (all players can do whatever the killer can do)? Role-play. MH in normal mode is a RP game, which means everyone is supposed to get into character and act like real teenagers trapped in a school (or a real killer). So everyone is free to form relationships with each other (as well as *ahem*), team up, then betray each other in a stunning twist. The mystery of good RPs is apparently exciting for both the survivors and the killer. Plus there's a Death Note mode which is quite popular. I'll just drop some samples here...
it's very easy to knock someone out with a nonlethal weapon in a standup fight, as swinging a weapon around depletes your energy. Then, when they're out cold, knifey-knifey.
Caught someone by surprise, dragged the body into the freezer and told everyone the killer was in there. I ended up locking eight people in there and they went crazy and killed each other. With the taser ready, I opened the door, tased the survivor and hacked away.
Special mention goes to any time you're sneaking around, trying to find a weapon to defend yourself with, and suddenly you hear the (very loud) axe hitting a locked door....
The Boy With Sunglasses unzips his pants. The Blue Haired Boy drinks the tea slowly watching the boy with sunglasses.
Right when the Blue Haired Boy was about to leave the courtyard; he dropped dead. (I started to giggle, IRL. xD) I laughed, as one by one they simply collapsed to the floor, until I'd heard 14 thuds; and the game had ended.
It was me and Kira left, I didn't have a pen so I KOed him (we were fighting over who should be the god of the new world) stole the Death Note, stabbed him, wrote his name in his own blood, and put the DN back on his body and just stood there and watched him die from behind a barrier of desks. (The game allows you to drag and rearrange furniture and bodies)
It was just me and kira left. He gives me the Death Note saying " Will you please sign my year book?" Of course I take it and run off. I was eyes in this game so I ran and planned on writing his name. I open it, flip a few pages, and see my name written there. Then heart attack.
...locked in the freezer. Was in there for about five minutes, and then I shouted, "MY FRIED CHICKEN IS GETTING COLD IN HERE!" 5 people, 2 girls and 3 guys, rushed in the freezer and beat me to death.
Found a 2nd deathnote, locked myself in the boys bathroom as someone outside the bathroom started shouting names of the people chasing her. I start writing names then notice she said my name. Start panicking under fear of the real kira hearing these names too, i start writing faster. Forty seconds later, I died, so did kira...got each other
I pretend to be a sweet little innocent girl. I get on the computer and have two guys be my bodyguards. I look through the roster, announcing as I match up names to some of the people I met. In the end, I said I had to use the bathroom, circled around where they were (They were waiting for me in front of the principal's office), and lock myself in the teacher's lounge. I laugh to myself, shout.. or say? "You're being cut from the play." then I write down the two boy's names in my Death Note and I've won.
One of these days the PForters should get together and play some MH.
The O level examinations ends this week and soon later, all of us will go our seperate ways where academia is concerned. Sure, what we thinking? Lets get real drunk and have fun with our friend's friends.
There is two people I hate the most now.
Its TaiYoung and Astray.
Hell do you two make my life difficult.
Bitch.
Regrets are addictions as I pointed it out before.
Trivia - Top Song on my iPod : Tiger Lily by Matchbook Romance
Reviewed couple of new albums thoroughly through the weekend. Amongst my favourites was Jack's Mannequin's The Glass Passenger which was released in September this year. Piano rock that doesn't have Keane's sometimes irritating voice.
Something to remember 2008 by. Its the year of the blacks! Obama won the US Presidential Campaign and became the first black president in US (racism tainted) history. And Lewis Hamilton drove from the bedrooms of the swiss alps with ladies to the race tracks in Brazil with his F1 car. Gotta love blacks, how Martin Luthur King Jr would be so proud of 2008. When are we going to get a black chinese premier?
Elfen Lied Anime, Horror/Drama/Romance Heavy violence, plus nudity(fanservice)
Yep, anime. One dark and stormy night (literally) I was debating between watching Code Geass or watching Elfen Lied.
Code Geass's first episode: Epic story opening! dun dun dunnnn! Mechas invading Japan osht nooo we lost our freedom I WILL DESTROY BRITTANIA but first lets play chess omg lol car chase boom omg ur terrorist i'll STOP YOU WAIT WUT ur childhood fren o hai thar SOLDIERS DEY SHOOTING AT US BANG zomg magical girl now I has the POWER TO CHANGE TEH WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111
I picked Elfen Lied. First few minutes of anime was scary naked anime chick with helmet rampaging through top secret facility mincing redshirt guards with invisible hands. So anyway, in the middle of her rampage, there's a quick cut to this girl chatting with her friends, in true weeabo fashion: "lol im clumsy lol" then it's back to the bloodbath, where there's a line of troopers aiming at the scary buzzsaw hands chick. In comes the clumsy girl, dropping her shit. The commander and director of the troopers are like "GET THE FUCK OUTTA THERE" and she's like "lol wut" and then her head gets decapitated at the neck, held in midair. So naturally everyone's like "OPEN FIRE" and the scary chick brings up the headless body of the girl and uses it to deflect gunfire while a pen errily hovers up beside her and drives itself like a missile through the commander's head. Fap fap fap.
Sadly, that was the best part of it. What is Elfen Lied? It's an anime supposedly supposed to preach the shittiness of discrimination, and family. What it is, however, is an ultimately bland and unsatisfying plate of white rice. Don't get me wrong, rice can be kool. What bugs me about Elfen Lied is that it pretends to be an exquisite buffet. It's not.
One of the reasons why many people like Elfen Lied is because it's supposedly a visceral experience, supposed to hit you hard in the gut with sadness! Well, actually, I suspect it's just the violence. I've got nothing wrong with violence. You're talking to the guy who wanted to play Demonophobia (DONT SEARCH IT) so you wanna throw violent shit at me? kool. But ultimately all the violence is just a shocker gimmick for the weepy pussies out there. OH LOOK ITS THE MATURE SHOW THAT HAS VIOLENCE IN IT
So naturally you'll get moments like when they want to show discrimination, a group of bullies (obviously male) grab the victim and taunt her. Then they find her little puppy and kill it. I saw that coming a mile away. It didn't have the "oh no oh no oh no" feel, it didn't have the "wait WTF WHAT" feel, it had the "lol lets kill puppies now" feel. Tacked-on.
Not to mention is sexist by itself. All truly evil villians are male. We have like four magical girls and see three of them naked? The male lead is surrounded by a bunch of chicks in his house, two of them with superpowers. It plays out like some guy's fantasy. Guess nobody in Japan gives a shit about sexual equality.
And one of the characters is a girl called Mayu. In a flashback we see her sexually abused by her foster father. That's okay, except that besides that scene we NEVER delve deeper into it and it's never brought up again. It's just a device for viewers to say, aw how sad, this is a really mature show! Wikipedia says it has "serious thematic material". In case you haven't noticed, just because your show has a rape scene in it doesn't mean it has mature themes, it means it has a mature rape scene. Which can be milked for anything from shock value to fanservice (here it's mainly the former). For a show supposed to showcase the complex, painful problem that is discrimination and bigotry, it sure falls short into a shallow puddle and stays there, wriggling out tacky gore scenes.
Oh, and the show is even afraid to cut up its main characters into pieces. Shivering soldiers begging for mercy get bisected, but main characters just get punched. Even when in mortal danger they punch each other and cut off replaceable stuff like fingers. After watching Battlestar Galactica's ruthless realism, I just can't forgive Elfen Lied.
Speaking of fanservice, there's a lot of it. Needless supposedly "comedic" scenes include the female lead peeing the floor, having her wet clothes changed by a guy, and squeezing another character's boobs. Two characters kiss, the girl falls, exposing her panties, and shortly smacks the guy for seeing them. Maybe the first one was a little funny, but the others... fail fail fail. Elfen Lied gave me a bad impression of Japanese humour. Romantic element is reduced to "do u think about squeezing my boobs?" and mostly repeating variations of that. Plus the cliched oh its raining we're cold lets huddle together crap. Can this show get any more formulaic? Oh wait, the puppy-killing scene. The police telling protagonists outright "DONT SAY ANYTHIN". The evil female lead having a vendetta against people because her love interest didn't tell her that his cousin was a girl. Elfen Lied has all the hallmarks of a B-anime: shit romance, shit humour, shit-for-brains. Maybe the creator thought mixing all the different kinds of shit together was funny. It wasn't.
Still, I almost shed a tear. Though in retrospect it could have been due to the excellent theme music.
Elfen Lied is a borderline childish show with an impure, dressed-up message about discrimination against people who are different. It should be shown to children, except for the gore that it abuses to make itself look special. 6/10
I really shouldn't have watched this movie, nor should I be here typing this post, for I should be studying for Social Studies if I really want to get a A1 for my Combined Humanities. But since I have watched the movie, which was shown on TV yesterday, its too late for regrets now.
As I watched the "Freedom" and "Independence" take off into space, my childhood dream came back to me. What dream? Being an astronaut of course. After all, breaking free of Earth's tight grip on us has to be the most extreme form of flight you can ever imagine, right? Imagine going on the wildest, most hair-raising roller coaster ride you have been on and multiply it by ten, and even then, it might not even be enough to grasp the G forces acting on you. I'm no physicist, nor do I take physics, but I do know that those G forces will undeniably give you one heck of a ride. DAMN! I wish it was me up there. But wait. Oh shit.. I don't think my heart can make it... Damn. And being paranoid me, I think I would be scared shitless when faced with the many perils of space travel. And damn... what if it explodes? Oh crap.
But please, this movie is really nice, so don't let me change your fantasies about space or the movie. Just take this post with a pinch of salt, pepper, sugar, spice, and everything nice.
Oh, I am aware its an old movie, so yea... I love old stuff.
I hate my radio because there is hardly any good music on. I used to listen to 987fm, long ago; before they switch over to playing black rap (which made me want to smash my radio). Class 95 is the best thing they have on air play. A channel that balances the contemporary pop of (no) black rap and the old school retro country of Gold 90fm.
Its not over - Secondhand Serenade My tears run down like razorblades and no, I'm not the one to blame: it's you or is it me? And all the words we never say come out and now we are all ashamed. And there is no sense in playing games, when you done all you can do. But now it's over, it's over. Why is it over? We had the chance to make it. Now it's over, It's over. It can't be over. I wish that I could take it back, but it's over.
I had enough of Fall For You by secondhand. For a moment it was playing everywhere and pissed the shit out of me. I had that song long before it was released for local airplay and the overplay did not help me joing the fall for you hype. Secondhand Serenade is a solo project by some guy. I would say his strengths is in acoustic ballads (something I really like). But perhaps a weak link in his music is that it all sounds repetive if you don't listen to the lyrics, because it's all acoustic, the only instrument are guitars.
After lisstening to 'A Twist in My Story' album, I would give only 3 stars. Didn't really hit me like a meteorite, but it is worth listening if you like acoustic ballads and songs with 'emotional' painted all over.
how do you then saty fat and healthy at the same time?
I don't know about you, but I think kids these days are getting bigger, and fatter if I might add. Is Macdonalds (America's imperialist arm) to be blamed for this influx of heavily oversized kids? There seems to be no limit for horizontal growth I see.
This must be all America's fault! Exterminate the Imperialist I say. Its a consipracy to take over our genes and import Macdonalds to every corner of the Earth. I hate macdonalds.
Beaneth the cover.
Btw, I couldn't resist. Big Macs were just to awesomexzxz!1one
With the influx of new players, North American company ijji decided now would be a good time to rake in the cash. They weren't wrong. Prenium medkits and armour in exchange for "Gcoins" quickly became a must-have for all top clans and players who wished to circumvent the massive disadvantage they had against prenium-wielding players. The learning curve, which had been deep before, took a turn for the worse with the popularity of Reload Shot, which turned shotguns from semi-automatics to more or less fully automatic. The philosophy of guerilla tactics and tactical moves went out the window in favour of a more aggressive, and unfortunately, more effective playstyle that demanded keen aim and how fast one could press your keys without messing up.
GunZ had hitherto been unbalanced: Nobody official made much of an attempt to make all kinds of play equal. Shotguns and revolvers were the weapon to have; rifles were niche, MGs weren't serious, SMGs were crap, and pistols were worse than useless. Kodachis just took up unnecessary space. Beginners new to GunZ would find more experienced players dominating them on the scoreboard all the time: the players who had no preniums were turning to innocent newcomers to satisfy their lust to at least win someone. The trend that was Attack and Defend turned most maps played to a single map, Mansion, where the nooks and hiding places of the map were ignored in favour of teams taking turns to come into a small room and spam shotguns in a lethal but repetitive bloodbath. The people who held the top spots now weren't particularly smart or unique: just Maplestory veterans who had transferred their finger durability to another game.
Thanks to clans, feuds were no longer one-on-one affairs and developed into massive e-drama and crying all over GunZ forums. People who had heard of the checkered GunZ history aspired to be great; unfortunately, most of them were extremely stupid people who tried to "make" their own styles, despite that very few could comprehend a basic 3D engine; they squabbled on irrelevant things and became desperate for attention. In simple, painless terms, the community went back to a group of toddlers crying over chocolate. In any case, the amount of new things to do with the never-updated GunZ engine seemed to saturate and flicker out with any spark of creativity. Still, the developers made no move to introduce anything new and spent their time on other games and skinning new preniums.
GunZFactor Forums is a shadow of it's old self: once the leading ship in all things GunZ, a powerful community, now disjointed, forgotten, plagued with spamming, trolling, and people who post porn because they hate the moderators more than anything else in the world. The GZF staff is leaving left and right, and thanks to the new official ijji forums, all new, young, unscarred life falls into the cesspit of "I MAED A NEW STYLE" "GM we need prenium meds to be free" "FREE HACKS HERE" "selling lvl 60 acc with prems" "D-Style sux!" "Australians need to gtfo" "look at this funny picture" "ban Signapore/Malaysa/EU players/Aussies becos they lag" "funnyboy93 is a f0ckin n00b!".
Recently, Korean and Indian GunZ versions closed down. A promised Filipino version has not appeared. The International edition has not received a patch for months and months and by all accounts there are hackers in every game room. GunZ has reached as high as it can go. It's gone now.
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Beaneth the cover. 
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