Early last evening I finished watching a subtitled 2017 Indonesian movie that I had tuned in the evening previous to that for my younger brother and I to watch; but before quite half an hour of the movie had elapsed, his foul, miserable disposition compelled me to cancel out of the show because he was making it impossible for me to try to enjoy it.
I expect that he had grown too drunk to care to be trying to struggle with the subtitles or captions, many of which were impossible to read because ─ as is a common complaint ─ the white text cannot be discerned against very light backgrounds.
The movie was Marlina the Murderer in Four Acts, and has been described as both a Western and a thriller. I will allow that it did have a good Western feel ─ the music especially helped, often sounding exactly like something from a Spaghetti Western. However, "thriller" was a misnomer, for the movie often seemed plodding.
The film certainly illustrated how vulnerable a Single woman in Indonesia must be. However, I found it rather hard to identify with the thought processes of the characters ─ perhaps they were indicative of that nation, but they definitely seemed simplistic.
One thing that surprised me was that everyone in the film appeared to be Christian, so the viewer was not treated to women with swaddled heads.
As for the filming style ─ and this again is a nod to the Spaghetti Westerns' era ─ I am beyond the technique whereby the camera focusses in on someone's face and locks in on it while some dramatic expression on that face is held for a ridiculously long time, almost as if the scene has been frozen. That isn't a filming style that is common any longer ─ at least not in the English-speaking movies that I see anymore.
I suppose that the actors performed well enough, but it all still seemed to me to be too exaggerated. Maybe I would rate it a 'three' out of a possible 'five' points.
I watched a second movie with my brother later that evening after he was home. It was actually the very first or premiere episode of the BBC series Screen Two.
The 1985 movie was titled Contact, and I was unable to find any sources for it in any of the apps that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box. Instead, I had to make a fairly extensive search using the Yandex browser until I located what was likely a torrent (or shared) source file for the movie that allowed me to slowly have it downloaded onto a flash drive.
The USB flash or thumb drive played the movie flawlessly in our Android TV Box.
There is an exceptional review of the movie at Letterboxd, by the way.
My brother and I love movies and T.V. shows from the United Kingsom. And although we enjoyed this nearly documentary-style film, there was no intent at any character development, so we felt quite detached as viewers.
It was certainly bleak. I can't imagine how the Platoon Commander could want to continue with a military career ─ if he indeed did retain his sanity after the conclusion of the feature.
I will be soon enough deleting the movie from the flash drive ─ I wish that I could just upload it to some media platform where more people could access and watch it. However, I expect that there would likely be a copyright complaint that would see it banned.
Too darned bad.
Well, my wife did not have to work today, although she did go our for a couple of hours on some unidentified errand(s).
While she was out, a very heavy box of health-related products that she had ordered from Thailand's iCon Group arrived. My wife dabbles as a Canadian agent for the company, and seems to sell for less than what maybe others in this part of the world are doing.
Anyway, she posted this 11-minute video to her Facebook account ─ she recorded herself opening the box and rummaging through its contents, all the while narrating in Thai:
She then made another related post:
I really do wish the poor gal could make a strong go of purveying these products, and stop depending upon me.
But ... moving on.
The morning was another that was quite heavy with fog ─ the fourth such consecutive morning, I believe. Such conditions have kept overnight temperatures just around the freezing point. If not for the blanket of mist, the mainly clear skies up there above the mist would otherwise have brought us frost and below-freezing temperatures.
Also this morning, my brother and I watched Odessa Orlewicz's latest video which is titled Jan 25th- Truckers Convoy! With Guest Martin Brodmann -President Of Truckers United.
Lovely Alicia Johnson was Odessa's able co-host ─ I very much like Alicia!
Martin Brodmann told of a fabulous Memorandum of Understanding that I went through the process of signing ─ you can view it at Canada-Unity.com/MOU. We have got to get that idiot Crime Minister Trudope out of Ottawa, for he is absolutely ruining Canada; maybe this M.O.U. can help bring that about ─ it is much more than a useless petition.
Odessa's video was a little over an hour long and is now part of a section at Librti.com that is being called Freedom Convoy 2022 ─ it is where numerous convoy videos are being uploaded and preserved from censorship or banning.
That reminds me of an 11-second video that my older half-sister Phyllis sent me a link for a day or two back. She said that she was too afraid of forwarding it and thereby offending people in her Address Book who have been injected with the genetic toxin known as the 'Kill Shot', and I immediately understood why when I saw the video:
Droves of the fooled are becoming awakened now, but there are still enormous numbers out there who will go to their graves embracing every booster that gets offered ─ and sadly, dragging their loved ones along with them whenever it is possible to do so.
I have nothing more that I want to report on today. My eyes are burning from overwork at this computer.
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