Archive for April, 2006

Critics galore

Tuesday, April 25th, 2006

As I sit and type this… Guess what is playing on the Disney Channel? Mickey’s Twice Upon a Christmas!!! I might not be too in tune with the passing days. But I do not remember Christmas being celebrated in April. I cannot believe it. My family is actually paying for the satellite television service. Let me tell you, it is not cheap either. For the past 9 years, the service has gotten worse. So, if we calculate the cost, about RM 1,200 a year, times that by 9, that would make like… umm… RM 10,800. That is a lot of cash right?

Correct me if I am wrong but I believe that paid television should provide better quality, non-repeated (at least not that often), advertisement free, entertainment. Sadly, that is far from the truth. I know that there must be a perfect good explanation. But I want good quality television programs. I do not get much time for television now, at least show me a variation of programs. Where is the drive to satisfy your customers? Perhaps sooner or later, subscribers will move on to the other competitors. No wonder I enjoy watching theater performances. They might repeat the show but not every performance is the same.

On a positive note, the locally produced programs have kicked it up a notch. Kudos!!


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There is still much room left for improvement but let’s take it one step at a time. We need to do something about the talents in local television programs. Yes, we do have beautiful faces plastered on our idiot boxes, but it does give justice to the words idiot. Isn’t there any real talent in the 24 million or so citizens in Malaysia? There are a few gems, I might say. But come on, we can do better can’t we? Looks are only skin deep but that is the reality of showbiz. If you are beautiful, you are in, we can work on the talent part a little later.

I have an actress on hand who is has the perfect looks, height and body shape. The only thing she lacks is her language skills. She is multi-lingual but fails to master any one of the languages she knows. She gets bashed for that. Heck, even I do it to her because I get so frustrated with that fact. I think I want to find the ‘perfect’ talent. In turn, she bashes me for being overweight. I guess, I really deserves that. But we will discuss this weighty issue on a later entry. I promise.

Everyone is a critic. Yes, yes and it is dog gone overrated. I do not like to be criticized. But somehow, I am fairly good in criticizing someone for their faults. Especially when it comes to performing arts. Well, it is so much easier to find people’s faults than looking at ourselves. Have you ever heard of the fat man that complains about the obesity rate in the country when he makes up part of that statistics?

I guess what Brendan Behan says is true.
“Critics are like eunuch in a harem: they know how it’s done, they’ve seen it done every day, but they’re unable to do it themselves.â€?

I love this phrase but sometimes it hits too close to home. OUCH!! I am a writer, an actress and an amateur director. I know how these things work. It is not easy, in fact I have never heard a team, no matter how bad the performance is, claim that staging a production was easy. But somehow, when we watch a performance, we have our expectations up so high that we tend to forget that we are there to enjoy ourselves. Now I cannot help but analyze all the shows I watch. In fact, I cannot remember the last time that I actually switch off my working brain and turn on the ‘enjoy yourself’ part. It does not help that the fact that one of the things my job requires me to review and criticize movies, products and performances. It is never easy to please everybody. Never at all. There is no way we can please the public. There will be those who will be on your side and then the other half against you. So what does a critic do? Stay true to herself and all the values she has learned and ingrained into her mind. We have to be neutral yet still have enough gumption to be telling the public what is going on in your head. But I believe it all lies on the skill of the critic.

Criticism, like rain, should be gentle enough to nourish a man’s growth without destroying his roots. -Frank A Clark

It is so funny, that after watching a production. There is always something that someone in the audience feel that he or she can do to improve the quality of the production. I guess negativity always comes easier. I was very defensive when someone actually gave me a bad review. But in the wise words of my lecturer, Janet Pillai, that goes something like this – You should never defend your piece, the audience critics on what they see. They do not care what happens behind the stage or how long you took to come up with the piece. They want to be entertained. When they do not get it, that is it. Bad review.

So which do you prefer to accept? Praises or criticism? Then again, I would rather face true criticism, than false praises, don’t you? I guess people are trying to be polite by saying nice things. Well, if you do not have nice things to say better not say anything at all. So far, I know only one true person that practices that and that is Mary Schneider. I love this woman. She is the best and a great writer too.

Criticism is an art. When it comes to this, I really admire Simon Cowell from American Idol for being able to speak his mind and be honest to the general public no matter how hurtful it might seem or how the performer is taking it. But that is what the audience want and I do not think that the show will be as successful without Simon. Do remember that this is my opinion, then again, Simon is the element which other talent shows lack. I mean, we have had tons of other talent shows but none as popular and as successful as the Idols series.


Here is Simon judging on X-factor

There is money to make in criticism if you can be as good as Simon. Okay, money, here I come!!!!

Where’s the privacy?? My stalker is back

Sunday, April 23rd, 2006

I guess I should take some blame in this if my privacy is being violated since I put up the happenings of my life online. But guess what, the idiot that has been stalking me is back!!! Sending me SMS and stuff… Tried calling me but thank goodness to silent mode.

Jeez…

After a year, you would think he would get the message. So people… If in my later entries, I state that I feel like castrating (even killing) a particular someone, I am referring to him. I choose not to put his name here because;

a) He think he is the best gift God gave to women
b) He thinks I really want him since he is well travelled, ‘exotic’ (being a different race from me) and already taken (he has a girlfriend working in our neighbouring country… I’ll give you a hint. I begins with S…)
c) Putting his name here might make him think that I am so obsessed with him
d) He is a low life that does not know the meaning of ‘NO! I am not interested!!!’
e) I pity the guys who share the same name as him

Why do I hate him so much?

Prior to this blog, he has his mates spy on me. I can’t go anywhere on this God forsaken island without him calling me later and demanding where I have been. If I lied, he will know and later reveal the places that I have been. Creepy right?!

I avoided all his calls and text messages. Then after everything cool down, I decided to put up this blog. Result = big mistake.

But this blog is for my family and friends, not fiends who dreams of getting into my pants. Yes, you heard me right. He wants to be my FUCK BUDDY. What the fuck!!!! I wonder what gave him the idea. Do I look desperate??? Oh my goodness!!

Why do I get idiots like this???? Ewwwwwwwwww!!! He does not respect women and I might add, a coward. I don’t find cowards hot… if he thinks that is why he has a chance.

To me, he is potentially dangerous. I do fear that he might do something really weird to me.

a) Ask a bomoh to put a spell on me
b) Kidnap and sexually assault me (I do believe he is capable of that)
c) Kill me

Currently, I am pissed off and ready to kill.

I have certain authorities on my speed dial. So people out there..
Pray for my safety…

Senior Luncheon pics

Sunday, April 23rd, 2006

Sorry that it took awhile to get this out but my graphics card in the laptop has gone crazy on me.



H2O

Friday, April 21st, 2006

I am currently adding water theraphy in my daily health routine in my long journey of losing weight and getting better skin. I need to flush out all the impurities in my system. I guess you can say that this is part of my ‘de-cluttering’ process or more commonly known as detoxification. Anyways, as I gulp the glasses of H2O down (Personally, I feel like a water balloon that is about to explode and my stomach is constantly bloated), I am reminded of an e-mail my dear friend, Shiblee sent me quite some time ago. How interesting can water be? And there is a moral to the story too? I bet this is way pass cool right??? Well just read on and tell me what you think. Ciao!!!

Life is in the water

A group of working adults got together to visit their University lecturer. The Lecturer was happy to see them. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

The Lecturer just smiled and went to the kitchen to get an assortment of cups – some porcelain, some in plastic, some in glass, some plain looking and some looked rather expensive and exquisite.

The Lecturer offered his former students the cups to get drinks for themselves. When all the students had a cup in hand with water, the Lecturer spoke: “If you noticed, all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal that you only want the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all you wanted was water, not the cup, but we unconsciously went for the better cups.�

“Just like in life, if Life is Water, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold/maintain Life, but the quality of Life doesn’t change.�

“If we only concentrate on the cup, we won’t have time to enjoy/taste the water in it.�

So I raise my cup (Glass) up to you my friends and cheers for the water we get. After all, you have to be thankful that there is no draught, water ration or an extreme hike in the water prices. Good ole H2O to hydrate and replenish the body. Ahh… refreshing!!!

Days go by so slowly

Thursday, April 20th, 2006

The days seem to go by so slowly…. I am bored and all I feel like doing is sleeping. It is not that I am tired or anything. Life just seem so, well, slow at the moment.

It is not that I do not have things to do. In fact, I have enough things planned until the end of July.

You know how people have lazy Sundays?? I seem to be having a lazy week.

I have 3 finals in for the next 2 weeks.

I will be at Robert Raymer’s book launch on Saturday for a play reading. I have the tiniest role possible with two lines. I managed to drag Chris in to play a bigger role.

A bowling meet up (hopefully next week) with Eric and gang before they return to their hometowns forever.

Then a free seminar on Internet marketing that I will attend with my brother. I just love going to free seminars and talks. That is my hobby.

My industrial training will commence after my exams. Where I will be doing press kits, auditions and try to set up a production for charity, hopefully.

In June, I’ll be performing ‘Infant’ from the F for Female series in The Actors Studio Greenhall. Just had my first practise yesterday. Yours truly is playing a lawyer. Oooooooooooooooooooooo……………….

After that I will be helping out as a stage manager and co-ordinator for Anak-anak Kota’s projects from June to July.

I have all that in my schedule but some how I am just so down. Perhaps it is old age catching up with me. Hahaaha!!!

But seriously…. life is just so slow as the semester begins to close. I guess you better always think twice about things you wish for. When the RC production was going on, I did not have space to breath at all. Then I wish it was all over so I could have breathing space and relaxation time. Now that I do, I wish I was running about, worrying about the production and stuff. Plus I miss my friends. I doubt I can ever be a hermit because I need human interaction. (Though at times, you wish you do not have to because some homo sapiens are just. How should I put it… incompetant?)

Then again, it could be that my pre-graduation depression setting in again…..

Sigh.. Adel… Why do you do this to yourself?