Scarlett O’Hara, she is my heroine for all time

“No, my dear, I’m not in love with you, no more than you are with me, and if I were, you would be the last person I’d ever tell. God help the man who ever really loves you. You’d break his heart, my darling, cruel, destructive little cat who is so careless and confident she doesn’t even trouble to sheathe her claws” – Rhett Butler

*****

Gone with the Wind opens with a statement that contradicts what the world knows about its heroine: “Scarlett O’Hara wasn’t beautiful.”

That might be how Margaret Mitchell imagined her as, but Hollywood certainly didn’t share the same vision when they picked Vivien Leigh to play the southern belle. Mitchell’s words didn’t ring true anymore, Scarlett was beautiful.

I have never been one to admire another. It is a rare thing that I put in such a high pedestal another, much less to have one in such high regard. The closest I have come to admiring are Madonna and Lady Gaga. The former for being, well, Madonna, and the latter for saying what a lot of others would not have the guts to do so. Madonna will always have my approval for shocking conventionality and proclaiming that she loves sex, and Lady Gaga had my respect the moment she acknowledged that she wanted fame and she is willing to pay the price for it. I admire them for their defiance.

I admire Scarlett O’Hara for that same defiance. But I love her for everything she stands: she is vain, she is selfish, she is spoiled, she is self-absorbed, she is brutal, she is strong, she survives, she is beautiful, she is a woman beyond her century, and she is blind. But admire and love her I do. She is my heroine for all time.

In the movie, we first see Scarlett flirting with the Tarleton twins. She learns that Ashley Wilkes, the man she secretly loves (and believes to love her too), will be married to sweet Melanie Hamilton (her polar opposite). On that famous scene where she finally tells him how she feels, the audience sees three crucial things: one, Ashley Wilkes wants Scarlett, but he loves Melanie and doesn’t have the guts to tell Scarlett that; two, Scarlett is a woman in love; three, when Scarlett O’Hara and Rhett Butler finally meet face to face, we see that he isn’t a gentleman and she is no lady. As the movie goes on, Scarlett marries thrice: the first time because Ashley had scorned her, the second time to save herself and her family, and the third because Rhett Butler asked her to. And during all these time she wishes she was married to Ashley instead. During all these time, we see her love for Ashley as it truly is: she was in love with the idea of Ashley, but she wasn’t in love with him.

But despite her measly love-life, Scarlett O’Hara remains as among the strongest female characters in literature and in cinemas. Her sheer will to survive the Civil War was astounding. No longer was she the spoiled, bratty child we first saw. She survived the war and the inevitable aftermath. She transformed in front of our very eyes when she declared, “As God is my witness, as God is my witness they’re not going to lick me. I’m going to live through this and when it’s all over, I’ll never be hungry again. No, nor any of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill. As God is my witness, I’ll never be hungry again.”

the love triangle of Scarlett, Ashley and Melanie

I could write about the three other characters of Gone with the Wind. I could write about Rhett Butler and how I wished he’d stayed when Scarlett finally realized it was him she truly love. I could write about Ashley Wilkes and his inability to tell Scarlett he loves Melanie. I could write about Melanie Hamilton and how she’s the most honorable character of them all. I could write a lot of things about the movie, about Rhett and Scarlett, and about Scarlett, Ashley and Melanie. But I won’t, Because right now, I only write about Scarlett.

I love Scarlett O’Hara. Maybe because I see a lot of myself in her – the movie version at least (or at least, I think so). I think there’s a Scarlett in all of us.

Oh, fiddle dee dee.

Scarlett: “You, sir, are no gentleman.” Rhett Butler: “And you, miss, are no lady. Don’t think that I hold that against you. Ladies have never held any charm for me.”

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Amelie Poulain, she’ll change your life

“Amelie still seeks solitude. She amuses herself with silly questions about the world below, such as “How many people are having an orgasm right now?”

This was my introduction to french movies. And it was smart, funny, memorable. It was lighthearted, witty, charming, absurd, ridiculous. It was each and every one of those.

Amelie Poulaine is a heroine apart from the rest. She takes pictures of bunny clouds and when she finds old letters on the floor of her apartment, she meddles, schemes and helps. When she sees the old man who wrote those letters happy by what she had secretly done, she promises herself to make everyone happy. And so Amelie becomes a secret matchmaker, a guardian angel, and an adorable meddler to the people in her life. Nobody knows this, save for that painter she has befriended. She delights in her meddlesome ways, she likes how she helps people.

She delights in this so much that when she sees a man who takes discarded photographs from a photo booth, she is intrigued. The second time she sees him she left behind a photo album. We know she’s smitten when she takes it. Amelie realizes this too, but she doesn’t quite know what to do about it. And we see how much she doesn’t know what to do with it during the rest of the movie.

Amelie is quirky, and we are offered an equally quirky love story. And it is quite unforgettable. Do you know the song ‘I Knew I Loved You Before I Met You’ by Savage Garden? I think this song fits the movie quite quite well.

Miss You Like Crazy (kasi masaya ako pag kasama kita)


“I can’t take all the pain that I’ve caused you. But if you will just let me, i will spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

If someone were to ask me what I remember most about this movie, I would say, partly to scandalize them, partly as a joke, and partly as the truth, “Hagdang-hagdang kahalayan.” (Let’s all be honest, it was among the most forward of love scenes Filipino movies have dared to do. And I still wonder how comfortable that was.)

The movie opens with Allan Alvarez (John Lloyd Cruz) cruising the now-clean Pasig River. He sees Mia Samonte (Bea Alonzo) but he pays no mind. The second time he sees her he is intrigued. The third time he does, he plays the hero and she slaps him in the face. And so they met. And it was love. It was a whirlwind romance. But they are so perfect for each other, they’re happy being with each other, and he has been living with his long-time girlfriend, Daphne Recto (Maricar Reyes). Mia finds out and she distances herself. Or at least she tried to. They had a magnetic attraction, the movie makes sure the audience can’t blame them for what happened in the stairs. Confused, Allan is made to choose (“Isa lang ang puso mo, dapat isa lang ang laman nyan. Kailangan mamili ka. Pero pag namili ka, tiyak may masasaktan. Kung di ka naman mamimili, dalawa silang sinasaktan mo.”) Allan promises Mia he’ll choose her, he promises himself as well. But he never does and we wonder what happened.

Years later, Allan arrives in Malaysia. He knows Mia works there. He still loves her. She still loves him. But he’s hurt her, and she has a boyfriend.

We know this formula. We know how it ends, it ends with them together. We know what happens. Yet despite all that, the movie works. As one writer had pointed out, it’s not always the destination that counts, sometimes a movie works not because of its predictability, sometimes what matters is the journey. Miss You Lika Crazy works because it was delivered in such a way that makes it poignant, memorable, and angsty. It works because of how it was presented.

My favorite Filipino actor is John Lloyd Cruz. No, I don’t find him attractive, but man can he act. And contrary to most people I know, I prefer the John Lloyd-Bea pairing. Where others rely on one-liners worthy of being pick-up lines – John Lloyd and Bea does not. One look is all it takes. And that’s better because it’s more realistic.

I obviously love the movie. I cried halfway through it until it ended. I cried the whole time. I have branded this as my personal cryfest movie. Everytime I want to cry, Miss You Like Crazy never fails me. Although, I have to say, one thing that I didn’t like is its reliance on time and fate too much. Still in spite of that, the movie works. And it will be remembered.

Titanic – the king of the world

“Like a great iron Sphinx on the ocean floor, the Titanic faces still toward the West, interrupted forever on her only voyage.” – Roger Ebert

When I was a kid, I had watched Titanic on more times than I care to count or to even admit. It is not the best movie I ever saw, nor is it my favorite. Still, I liked it enough to watch it again and again. Maybe it was Leonardo di Caprio with his dirty blonde locks falling to piercing green eyes as he sketches. Maybe it was Kate Winslet with her vibrant eyes and auburn curly hair. Maybe it was that iconic scene where he draws her, naked, save for that beautiful diamond. Maybe it was their tryst in that car. Maybe it was them both. Maybe it was everything. Maybe it was their love story, suspended by an iceberg in the freezing Atlantic sea, and continued by death. Jack and Rose met and fell in love in the Titanic, they got separated in the Titanic, and they got together again in the Titanic. It was an epic romance.

But there was always something that makes me frown whenever I watch the movie. It would be years later when I find out what it is: it was the script.

I had a huge problem with the script. I did not enjoy the whole Jack!” “Kate!” “Jack!” “Kate!” line exchange. I have a pathological dislike for scripts requiring calling out lover’s names more than once followed by being reunited in each other’s arms. I found it cheap, and I still find it cheap now. I suspect that it was because of that horrendous script that a lot of my peers commented that Leonardo di Caprio can’t act. (I also entertain the idea that said comment was borne out of the fact that Leonardo di Caprio is a household name, forever attached with the word beautiful, and said peers are mostly boys.) Now we all know that cannot be true. He just didn’t shine in the movie. I blame the script.

But, apart from the script, Titanic transgressed the bounds of technical achievement. (James Cameron has such ambition.) It was a visual excellence at its most heightened. It was camera techniques and editing at their most superb.

Despite the many criticisms Titanic bears, no one can deny that Titanic is iconic. It made household names out of its two stars. It made a millionaire out of its director. It is among my most memorable epic romances. The movie wasn’t kidding when it made Jack Dawson proclaim “I am king of the world!”

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button who was born under unusual circumstances

Young Benjamin Button, poised up in his wheelchair, replies “I’m eight, but I look older.” And indeed he is.

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button should be applauded for its amazing script. And of course, the make-up. Heaven forbid we not mention the make-up, that magical ingredient which can turn Cate Blanchett older and Brad Pitt older and younger.

Decades ago, F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote a short story about a boy who was born old and died young. As the rest of the world grew older, Benjamin Button grew younger. F. Scott Fitzgerald, author of The Great Gatsby, defied Mark Twain when he wrote that story. He also made the rest of the world think twice about wishing we age the other way around.

F. Scott Fitzgerald made me wonder what drug he was into when he wrote Benjamin Button. The movie made me wonder how incredibly lonely it must have been to live such a life.

But live Benjamin Button did. He lived life even more than most of us did. He had gone to brothels, traveled the world, met a lot of people, and fell irreversibly  in love.

Daisy: I figure you were born in 1918…49 years ago…I’m 43…we are almost the same age. We’re meeting in the middle.

Benjamin Button: We finally caught up with each other. Wait I wanna remember us just as we are now.

It is a truly beautiful story. It is heart wrenching, but it never tries to be. – And that is its greatest appeal. It has the ability to touch the hearts of the viewer even if you have not been paying attention to the movie for half an hour already. (You see, I think that its downside is that it was too long.)

Yes, I may have a problem with the fact that it was told in an I’ll-tell-you-a-story-listen-to-me way (like The Notebook), and that I felt like the part about the clockmaker was unnecessary, but overall The Curious Case of Benjamin Button was excellent. It was moviemaking at its best, and storytelling at its richest. In my opinion, it is Brad Pitt’s and Cate Blanchett’s best movie to date.

What a story. And what a beautiful script.

Benjamin Button: Some people, were born to sit by a river. Some get struck by lightning. Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. Some swim. Some know buttons. Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers. And some people, dance.

Benjamin Button: For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

Enchanted (and the power of True Love’s kiss)


When I was a kid, I’ve always wondered what it would be like when Peter Pan and Wendy and the Lost Boys and Tinker Bell and Cinderella and the X-Men will somehow get to this world, like, you know, be actually here in their cartoon bodies without the aid of T.V.

I would find out years later that someone else had this same childhood fantasy and made it to a movie. (Is it the universe’s way of telling me that great minds think alike?)

Enchanted has been deemed by RottenTomatoes as ‘the best family movie of 2007.’ In my opinion, this is one of Disney’s best movies in recent years. In other’s opinion, Disney revived itself with this movie. And family movie it is, and revived Disney it certainly did. The movie is a for all ages entertainment. It is delightful and charming, the kind of which the Holywood movie industry has lost for a long time and has been trying to revive in recent years. They got it right with Enchanted.

The movie opens in Andalasia (a place beyond the Meadows of Joy and the Valley of Contentmentwhere Giselle, in her house-tree (not the other way around) sings of true love’s kiss as her animal friends eagerly listens. Suddenly a troll appears. Giselle and her friends flee. As she hangs on the farthest branch of her house, Prince Edward of Andalasia comes and saves her. With the troll defeated, the Prince takes one look at her, asks her her name, and declares, “Oh Giselle! We shall be married in the morning!” And they sing once more of true love’s kiss and ride off in his white horse. But the happy ending doesn’t come in the next sentence. It comes after a lot of sentences ninety or so minutes later.

We finally meet the evil stepmother on their wedding day. She is Queen Narissa, Edward’s stepmother, and a sorceress. She hatches up a plan to break the wedding off and uses the servant Nathaniel, who is more than in love with her, to be her henchman in her evil plot. And together, they send Giselle off to the real world. Pip the chipmunk, Giselle’s closest animal friend, is with her. Nathaniel follows. Prince Edward follows. Queen Narissa follows later.

And so our story starts. Giselle, thrown in the real world, with her huge wedding gown in tow. She’s trying to enter a picture of a castle when dashing (I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it) McDreamy – Robert Philip and his daughter, Morgan, sees her. Robert helps her when she tells him of her plan to sleep inside a tree. And you can immediately tell that he is her Prince Charming and she is his Princess. But they don’t know that yet, because there is no love at first sight.

I would like to write more on the story, but it seems to me that I’ll only be doing an injustice. So I just won’t.

Enchanted is a smart movie – and that is something for a film with such a screwball, (childhood fantasy?) plot as this. But oh how it showed how awkward it was when the Disney fairytale world clashes with ours. And yet it was done without violating a single element that distinguishes one from the other. And I love it for that. Finally, a movie that has charm and delight. And, as one critic has said, the glue that holds it all together is Giselle, disarmingly played to the heart by Amy Adams.

A person who can poke fun of himself is fun, a movie which can do so is ten times more. And Disney poked fun of itself here, and it did so well. Sure, I had a problem with the Evil Queen turning herself into a dragon. But, I guess that’s forgivable.)