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EQUAL Beats FISH LEONG(梁静茹)!!!

September 28, 2006 4 comments
Ai fm is having an election for the best local songs in the past ten years, and this is the current ranking stands:-
 
排名 歌曲 歌手 短讯代号 票数
1 李吉汉 S47 22%
2 圆缘圈 黄杏怡/黄康淇 S24 20%
3 爱广播 李爱广 S45 5%
4 防空洞 戴佩妮 S42 5%
5 时间快转 戴佩妮 S31 5%
6 付出 张栋梁 S37 5%
7 童话 光良 S46 5%
8 我不是宋承宪 颜学迁/张起政 S48 5%
9 泪雨 年少 S20 4%
10 爱情不能作比较 BABY S25 4%
11 依然是朋友 宇恒 S41 3%
12 熬夜 陈颖见 S32 3%
13 窗外的雨下得好凶 Equal S04 3%
14 因为我蓝 张泽(张觉隆) S12 3%
15 自信最美 陈国俊 S43 3%
16 现场直播 陈国俊/方玉莲 S22 1%
17 勇气 梁静茹 S17 1%
18 对面的女孩看过来 阿牛陈庆祥 S18 1%
19 我们的歌 榜主 S36 1%
20 小薇 阿弟合唱团 S29 1%

http://www.aifm.net.my/ai50/vote.asp

Cant believe warren & co beat a number of famous stars, among others, ah niiu, fish leong and  "xiao wei".

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Categories: Nostalgic Stuff

Fight Club – Final Episode

September 26, 2006 1 comment

Here comes my final Fight Club selection.

This passage tends to point out the spirit of the whole story, where Brad Pitt, Edward Norton’s split personality, says this, "Self-improvement is masturbation. Self-destruction is the answer", which is the distorted version of a wide- spread saying, “self- consolation is masturbation; self- improvement is the answer”.  

This line lingers in my mind since the first day I watched the movie. I may not be in total agreement with Brad Pitt, but the way he says it…… it’s just simply too cool.

Since Brad Pitt (Tyler) is the split personality of Jack (Edward Norton), it explains very well why Tyler (who actually is Jack himself) set fire on his Ikea items.

EXT. STREET - DUSK
 
     Tyler and Jack walk, both smoking cigarettes.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 A guy came to fight club for the
                 first time, his ass was a wad of
                 cookie dough.  After a few weeks, he
                 was carved out of wood.
 
                             JACK
                 If you could fight any celebrity?
 
                             TYLER
                 Alive or dead?
 
                             JACK
                 Doesn't matter.
 
                             TYLER
                 Hemingway.  You?
 
                             JACK
                 Shatner.  William Shatner.*
 (Leeyoun's note: william shatner is Captain James Kirk in Star Trek: The Original Series)
     They reach a BUS STOP as a BUS arrives, tossing their
     cigarettes, getting on board...
 
     INT. BUS - DUSK
 
     The bus is crowded.  As Tyler and Jack walk toward the back,
     Jack studies the faces of OTHER PASSENGERS...
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 We all started seeing things
                 differently.  Wherever we went.
 
     They hold hand grips.  Jack looks up at an ADVERTISEMENT; a
     CALVIN KLEIN ad featuring a tan, bare-chested MUSCLE STUD.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 I felt sorry for all the guys packing
                 into gyms, trying to look like what
                 Calvin Klein and Tommy Hilfiger said
                 they should.
 
     Tyler looks at Jack, looks at the C.K. advertisement.
 
                             TYLER
                 Self-improvement is masturbation.
                 Self-destruction is the answer.
 
     A MAN in a suit KNOCKS Tyler's shoulder as he passes.  The
     Man takes a handle, close by.  Jack's pissed, staring at the
     man, who stares back.
 
                             JACK
                       (to Tyler, so the
                        Man can hear)
                 You could take him.
 
     Tyler looks to Jack, glances over his shoulder at the Man.
     Tyler casually picks a small scab off Jack's nostril.
 
                             TYLER
                 The trick is not to care.
 
     Tyler stares forward.
 

Categories: Nostalgic Stuff

大集团

September 26, 2006 2 comments

 

 那天到外面喝茶,有人拎着好几本DVD向食客们兜售。期间我听到一段有趣的对白:

“老板要不要看一下,这边新的电影全部都有。”

“不用了,我怕买到坏的等下找不到你来换。”

“老板你不用怕,这几条街是我们公司看的,随便你什么时间来我们都有人在。我是负责这个时段的。”

“新的电影很多都是品质不好的……

“哎哟,老板不是酱讲的。我们公司跟那些街边的翻版佬不同的。我们的DVD是名牌的。我们用的录制机器很先进的,很少“烧”坏DVD的。那些街边卖的全部都是便宜货,那里有得根我们比?”

他意犹未尽,“我们公司是大公司来的,背后有大哥照住,管理很好的。老板你可以去随便一个夜市集看看,有挂红布的就是我们的档口,从来没有警察来捣乱的。”

听起来他的公司是翻版界里的上流集团,可以在黑白两道梭行无阻。其他一般的翻版商,在他眼里不值一提。但是话说回头,我不禁有一点佩服他公司的管理手法。

凡举有系统的犯罪组织,他们在管理手法上都有独特的一面,并且拥有渗透及污染执法当局的能力。

六七十年代,名噪一时的科西嘉人(Corsican)犯罪集团,建立起的毒品运输网络,有效地将毒品散播至西欧和美国。这个毒品运输网络简称为“法国通道”(French Connection),原因是他们从土耳其生产的毒品,运到法国提炼,并从法国海港马赛,输出世界各地。“法国通道”这个名词,后来被用为一个电影的题目,由真赫曼(Gene Hackman)主演。最近French Connection还被注册成为一个服装的品牌呢。

当时这个犯罪集团雇佣了大量英国及东欧国家的前军人作为顾问,利用他们特有的军事情报及战斗知识,开拓运毒路线及摆脱执法当局的侦察。他们的渗透力无孔不入,各国政府和警察部队几乎都有他们的线人。当年的新闻惊人透露,瓜地马拉(Guatemala) 驻比利时大使竟然帮助科西嘉人集团定期从利比亚走私大量的吗啡原料进入马赛。

到了70年代中,土耳其政府全面管制鸦片种植,加上美国介入侦察,科西嘉人集团逐渐被瓦解。集团里许多高层人物,逃迁至中美州各国,投靠那边的科西嘉人。他们也开始把有关毒品生产、运输和销售的知识传到中美州和南美洲一带。

因此80年代起,中南美各国的毒枭,才开始崛起。

Inspired by Michael Mann’s  "Miami Vice".

Post Script: We (Jin Low, Bo Bo, Warren, Xiao Mei and myself) went to Temple Tien Ho for "肉骨茶王群英会" on 24-9-2006. The operators of the ten best bak kut teh in malaysia all present and served the participants their award- winning bak kut teh. I can prouldly say that I have tasted all the best bak kut teh in malaysia!! congrats, Chan Li Ping, the "owner" of Sek Mai Choy Bak Kut Teh, for being awarded 十强之一!!!After the feast, jinlo, bobo and I went to watch Miami Vice.

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Fight Club Week 2C

September 21, 2006 3 comments
Ooops, I did it again. For your info, I drop my previous pseudo name "Britney" or "brit". From now onwards, I am "jessica" or "jessica alba".
this passage of "Fight Club" talks about one's soul being eaten by Ikea. 
All his Ikea furniture ended up being arsoned by himself in the later part of the story.
INT. BATHROOM - JACK'S CONDO - NIGHT
 
     Jack sits on the toilet, CORDLESS PHONE to his ear, flips
     through an IKEA catalog.  There's a stack of old Playboy
     magazines and other catalogs nearby.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Like everyone else, I had become a
                 slave to the IKEA nesting instinct.
 
                             JACK
                       (into phone)
                 Yes.  I'd like to order the Erika
                 Pekkari slip covers.
 
     Jack drops the open catalog on the floor.
 
     MOVE IN ON CATALOG -- ON PHOTO of COFFEETABLE SET...
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 If I saw something like clever coffee
                 table sin the shape of a yin and
                 yang, I had to have it.
 
     PAN TO PHOTO of ARMCHAIR...
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Like the Johanneshov armchair in the
                 Strinne green stripe pattern...
 
     INT. LIVING ROOM/DINING AREA/KITCHEN
 
     The armchair APPEARS.  PAN OVER next to armchair...
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Or the Rislampa wire lamps of
                 environmentally-friendly unbleached
                 paper.
 
     The lamps APPEAR.  PAN OVER to wall...
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Even the Vild hall clock of
                 galvanized steel, resting on the
                 Klipsk shelving unit.
 
     The clock APPEARS as the shelving unit APPEARS on the wall.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 I would flip through catalogs and
                 wonder, "What kind of dining set
                 defines me as a person?"  We used to
                 read pornography.  Now it was the
                 Horchow Collection.
 
     A dining room set APPEARS.  Jack, the cordless phone still
     glued to his ear, walks INTO FRAME and continues.
 
                             JACK
                 No, I don't want Cobalt.  Oh, that
                 sounds nice.  Apricot.
 
     Jack opens a cabinet, takes out a plate.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 I had it all.  Even the glass dishes
                 with tiny bubbles and imperfections,
                 proof they were crafted by the
                 honest, simple, hard-working
                 indigenous peoples of wherever.
 
     He rummages through the refrigerator.  It's practically
     empty.  Jack takes out a jar of mustard, opens it and uses
     a butter knife to eat it.
 
Categories: Nostalgic Stuff

Fight Club Week 2B

September 19, 2006 Leave a comment
Cant wait till next week, let’s have another "Fight Club" session:-
 
INT. LOU'S TAVERN - BASEMENT - NIGHT
     LOUD.  An enormous CROWD of guys, including Jack and Bob,
     stands around Tyler, who's in the center of the circle,
     holding up his hands to quiet them...
                             TYLER
                 I look around... I look around and
                 see a lot of new faces.
     An enthusiastic RUMBLE from the crowd.
                             TYLER
                 Shut up!  Which means a lot of you
                 have been breaking the first two
                 rules of fight club.
     A glum silence falls.  Guys look at each other.
                             TYLER
                 I see in fight club the strongest and
                 smartest men who have ever lived --
                 an entire generation pumping gas and
                 waiting tables; or they're slaves
                 with white collars.
                             (more)
 
                             TYLER (cont)
                 Advertisements have them chasing cars
                 and clothes, working jobs they hate
                 so they can buy shit they don't need.
                 We are the middle children of
                 history, with no purpose or place.
                 We have no great war, or great
                 depression.  The great war is a
                 spiritual war.  The great depression
                 is our lives.  We were raised by
                 television to believe that we'd be
                 millionaires and movie gods and rock
                 stars -- but we won't.  And we're
                 learning that fact.  And we're very,
                 very pissed-off.
 
     The crowd erupts into a DEAFENING CHORUS of agreement.  Jack
     looks at the blazing excitement in the eyes of the crowd.
 
                             TYLER
                 We are the quiet young men who listen
                 until it's time to decide.
 
     A fat, MIDDLE-AGED MAN stomps down the stairs, pushing into
     the crowd, followed by a TALL, HEFTY THUG who holds a GUM.
 
                             TYLER
                 Who are you?
 
                             FAT MAN (LOU)
                 Who am I?!  There's a sign on the
                 front that says "Lou's Tavern." I'm
                 fucking Lou.  Who the fuck are you?!
 
                             TYLER
                 Tyler Durden.
 
     Tyler extends his hand for a shake, but Lou SLAPS it away.
 
                             LOU
                 Who told you motherfuckers you could
                 use my place?
 
                             TYLER
                 We have a deal worked out with Irvine.
 
                             LOU
                 Irvine?  Irvine's at home with a
                 broken collarbone.
 
     Everyone glances guiltily at each other.
 
                             LOU
                 He don't own this place, I do.  How
                 much money's he getting for this?
 
                             TYLER
                 There is no money.
 
                             LOU
                 Really?
 
                             TYLER
                 It's free to all.
 
                             LOU
                 Ain't that something?
 
                             TYLER
                 Yes, it is.
 
                             LOU
                 Look, stupid fuck, I want everyone
                 outta here now!
 
                             TYLER
                 You're welcome to join our club.
 
                             LOU
                 Did you hear what I just said?!
 
                             TYLER
                 You and your friend.
 
     Lou SLUGS Tyler in the stomach, doubles him over.
 
                             LOU
                 You hear me now?
 
     Tyler gains his breath, determined.  He looks up, turns his
     head, looking to Jack.  Jack watches, wide-eyed.
 
     Tyler straightens, facing Lou.
 
                             TYLER
                 No, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.
 
     Lou PUNCHES Tyler in the face.  Some of the guys move
     forward, but the Thug points his gun.  Jack-runs forward
     anyway -- Lou PUNCHES him in the face.
 
     More guys move forward, but Tyler waves them off, facing Lou.
 
                             TYLER
                 We really need to use this place.
 
     Lou proceeds to beat the shit out of Tyler, PUNCHING his
     face, his stomach.  Tyler collapses to the floor.  Lou
     starts KICKING his.  Tyler bleeds from the mouth and face.
 
                             TYLER
                 That's it.... that's good.  Get it
                 all out.  You'll feel better.
 
     Lou flushes red with exasperation, KICKS more.  Finally,
     sweating, bewildered, Lou stops.  He looks to the Thug, who
     is just as bewildered.
 
     Suddenly, Tyler SPRINGS UP, grabs onto Lou...
 
                             TYLER
                 Yes, I am shit and crazy, to you and
                 this whole fucking world...
 
     Tyler's blood spatters on Lou.  Lou tries to shake Tyler
     off, but Tyler BITES Lou's NECKTIE.  The Thug grabs Tyler
     and pulls, the necktie tightening and strangling Lou.  Lou
     slaps at Tyler's face, but recoils from the blood.  Tyler
     spits and shouts through clenched teeth...
 
                             TYLER
                 You don't know where I've been.
 
     Tyler bear hugs Lou, pulls him to the floor.  Tyler rubs his
     bloody face into Lou's face.  The Thug lifts Tyler.  Tyler
     clings to Lou's belt, dragging Lou as he is dragged...
 
                             TYLER
                 We need this place.  We need it.
                 Please let us keep it, please...
 
     Blood dribbles out of Tyler's mouth, spattering Lou.
 
                             LOU
                 What are you doing?!
 
                             TYLER
                 Pleeeeeease!
 
                             LOU
                 Okay!  Okay, fuck it!  Use the
                 basement!  Get off me!
 
                             TYLER
                 We need some towels, Lou.  We need
                 replacement light bulbs.
 
                             LOU
                 Alright, Christ!  Fucking let me go!
 
                             TYLER
                 Thank you.  Thank you, sir...
 
                             LOU
                 Let go of me!!
 
     Tyler lets go of Lou's belt.  Lou scrambles away.  The Thug
     drops Tyler, trying to keep clear of the blood.  Lou gets to
     his feet, looks at Tyler, then at the rest of the guys.  He
     and the Thug back away... slamming the door behind.
     Fight club surrounds Tyler.  They help him up, move him to
     a crate.  Tyler sits slumped for a long moment, his
     breathing labored... then, he sits back, crossing his legs
     and looking to the group, his demeanor businesslike.
 
Categories: Nostalgic Stuff

天孟莪森林

September 18, 2006 5 comments

 

 

那天经由友人梅小姐的介绍,到双峰塔的戏院观赏有关天孟莪森林的写实纪录片。

观赏会由大马自然生态协会主办,几个商家协办。戏票完全免费,还有送星巴克咖啡的礼卷、Justea汽水两罐、MPH书店的笔记本和Bodyshop购物礼卷。重要的是,可以了解到本国有一群热心人士,了解到保护涉绝种动植物的重要性,正在为马来西亚自然生态努力奔波。

天孟莪森林位于霹雳州东北部,是世界少有的原始处女森林,估计年龄有一亿三千万年。森林里含有的物种数量迄今仍无法正式统计。但肯定的是,一个天孟莪森林里所含有的物种数量,绝对超过整个美国所含有的物种数量。从生物学的角度来看,这片森林毫无疑问的是当今世上数一数二的宝藏。

天孟莪森林因天孟莪水坝的建立而开始广为人知。政府于70年代大肆动工建造天孟莪水坝,工程进行的过程中,频频收到共产党的干扰。水坝好不容易在1977年竣工,当水坝将大量河水导入天孟莪森林,滔滔的河水将18,000公顷的森林淹没。河水卷盖而来的速度,让许多动物来不及逃离,就连人类也措手不及,两个原住民的村庄,就这样永远被水淹没。

其中一个村庄有个很美的名字,叫做“镜面草原”(Padang Cermin),当年有许多136部队抗日军,就是在镜面草原受训的。

河水掩卷吞没的,除了原住民的祖地和多不胜数的动植物种,还有伐木者来不及收拾的伐木机械。迄今,天孟莪幽静的湖面低下,还静静趟卧着大量的伐木者遗留下来的器具和大型机械。

但是很可惜的是,伐木活动并没有因此而在天孟莪森林停下来。

今时今日,有几百个单独中小型伐木业者在天孟莪森林伐木。由于个别的伐木业者过多,政府难以管制。他们各有各的活动地点和伐木方式,对森林造成的破坏难以估计。没有规划的伐木活动,造成森林的土地大量流失,浑浊了许多河流,严重导致森林的生态失衡。但是每年伐木业为霹雳州政府带来上几千万的收入,州政府没有办法停止发出伐木执照。

现在的我们,根本无法估计破坏天孟莪森林所可能带给我们的损失。每年数千万的收入,也许根本没有办法补偿所失去的特有物种。

1992年的一个黄昏,一群来自国外的观鸟学者在森林的某处,目睹了成群的犀鸟划空而过。从此,天孟莪取代了砂耢越,成为“犀鸟天堂”。2003年,一个观鸟团在短短的90分钟内,看到2,051 只犀鸟飞跃天孟莪森林的上空。

那么感人的自然生态奇景,任谁都希望世世代代的马来西亚人可以看到。

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Fight Club Week 2

September 18, 2006 Leave a comment
 For your information, Jack is Edward Norton, and Tyler is Brad Pitt.
     INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY
 
     Jack sits staring at his SCREEN SAVER.
 
     INT. BOSS'S OFFICE - DAY
 
     Jack steps into the open doorway, knocks on the doorframe.
     Boss looks up from his large, expensive desk.
 
                             JACK
                 We need to talk.
 
                             BOSS
                 Okay.  Where to begin?  With your
                 constant absenteeism?  With your
                 unpresentable appearance?  You're up
                 for review...
 
                             JACK
                 I Am Jack's Complete Lack of Surprise.
 
     Boss sits up in his seat, becoming enraged.
 
                             JACK
                 Let's pretend.  You're the Department
 
                 of Transportation, and you discover
                 that our company intentionally did
                 nothing about leather seats cured in
                 third world countries with chemicals
                 we know cause birth defects?  Brake
                 linings that fail after a thousand
                 miles.  Fuel injectors that burn
                 people alive.
 
                             BOSS
                 Just who the fuck do you think you
                 are?!  Get out!  You're fired!
 
                             JACK
                 What about this?  Keep me on payroll
                 as an outside consultant.  In
                 exchange for my salary, I'll keep my
                 mouth shut.  I won't need to come to
                 the office.  I can do this job from
                 home.
 
     Boss stands, moves around his desk, glaring with rage.
 
                             BOSS
                 You little fucker!  I oughta...
 
     Jack PUNCHES HIMSELF in the nose.  Blood starts to trickle.
     He punches himself in the jaw, throws himself back as if by
     the force of the punch, SLAMS against a framed picture and
     SHATTERS the glass.  He falls to the floor.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 I Am Jack's Smirking Revenge.
 
     Jack gets back to his feet.
 
                             JACK
                 Please... don't hit me again, please.
                 I'm your responsibility...
 
     He PUNCHES himself in the stomach, then in the jaw again.
     He reels backwards, pulls down a hanging shelf, its contents
     flying.  He hits the floor.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 For some reason, I thought of my
                 first fight -- with Tyler.
 
     Jack crawls toward Boss, dripping blood, grabs Boss's leg.
 
                             JACK
                 Please... give me the paychecks like
                 I asked for.  I won't be any trouble.
                 You won't see me again.
 
     Jack climbs up Boss's leg while Boss tries to shake him off.
     Boss stumbles back into his desk, knocking off belongings.
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Under and behind and inside
                 everything this man took for granted,
                 something horrible had been growing.
 
     Jack crawls high enough to grab Boss's belt, hoisting
     himself up.  He dribbles blood an Boss's clothing, SMUDGES
     blood from his face onto the knuckles of Boss's hand.
 
                             JACK
                 Please... please...
 
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 And right then, at our most excellent
                 moment together...
 
     Two SECURITY GUARDS enter and gape at the sight.  Behind
     them stand CURIOUS WORKERS, looking in.
 
                             JACK
                       (gurgling blood)
                 Please don't hit me again.
 
     INT. TYLER'S HOUSE - ENTRANCE FOYER - DAY
 
     Jack holds a CHECK in front of Tyler's face.
 
                             JACK
                 Six months advance pay.  Six months!
 
                             TYLER
                 Fucking sweet.
 
                             JACK
                 Okay, and... and...
 
     Jack digs in his pocket, takes out a thick bundle of CARDS.
 
                             JACK
                 Forty-eight airline flight coupons.
                 Plus... hold on... just a minute...
 
     Jack holds up a finger, going to open the front door.  He
     drags an unwieldy SHOPPING CART in behind him; filled with
     his COMPUTER, PHONE, FAX and other office equipment.
 
                             JACK
                 I am now officially self-employed.
 
     Jack looks at the cart, then back at Tyler, proud.
 
                             TYLER
                 Good for you.
 
Categories: Nostalgic Stuff