In a conversation with the Madam yesterday,
Madam: Gusto mong sumama sa (insert fabulous event here)?
Me: ‘Di na te. It’s your time to shine.
Madam: Bakit sa tingin mo ‘pag sumama ka, ma-out shine mo ako?
At the premiere of Bling Ring at Cannes, I found myself seated next to Canadian actor Jean-Sebastien Courchesne of Sarah Prefers to Run. We made small talk, in which he asked,
Jean-Sebastien: What was your role in the film? Are you an actress?
I felt like a million bucks for a few days until a Filipina, still in France, asked me a similar question:
Filipino: Anong role mo sa movie? Make-up artist?
Sebastien, call me.
Is it just me or does Thomas Vinterberg’s smile – somewhat sheepish, mysterious and disarming all at the same time, how does he do that? – also make you want to smile and believe everything is all right with the world?
I guess you want to say that of any man who is going to judge your film; but in this case, you really can.
Norte, The End of History by Lav Diaz, which production team I am fortunate to be a part of, is going to fight it out with 14 other hopefuls, including Sofia Coppola’s The Bling Ring, at Cannes’ Un Certain Regard.
The price of an air ticket to France and back is criminal for this dalagang third world, but breaking the bank for that smile might just be worth it.
Cover photo: Thomas Vinterberg’s Facebook Fan Page
Matapos mananghalian, tinuro ni Abie ang isang container na nakasabit sa ulohan ng aking kama,
Abie: Anong nandyan?
Abie: Bakit may balat pa?
Me: Sabi ni Rica lagay ko lang daw para ‘di ako sipunin.
Abie: Ah. Pero paano niyan ma-absorb ang bacteria kung di pa siya bukas?
There was a time, not long ago, that I took to surfing in spite of the fact that I could scarcely keep my body afloat in the sea. I had almost drowned when I was kid – in a swimming pool – and I’ve since been semi-afraid of the water.
I don’t know, surfing just appealed to me. Most of the time, I stuck close to the shallow part of the beach, and embarrassingly had to be hand-held by a surfing instructor almost each time like a helpless baby. But waiting for the wave to come and then riding it to the shore, it was a form of meditation. The world fell away, you forgot your cares. It was for that reason and that reason alone that I tried to surf.
I give you my word.
Surf lessons in La Union, Baler and Zambales cost around P200 for board rental & P200 for instructor’s fee for one hour. Board rentals for half a day are P400. If not for travel & board & lodging costs (around P1,000 per day), surfing wouldn’t be so bad on your ATM. So unless it’s possible to surf in Manila Bay, surfing is certifiably buhay alta.