Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Movie Review – In her shoesGo watch the show – it is worth the money so
In the show, Maggie Feller (Cameron Diaz) stars as an irresponsible, practically illiterate alcoholic who sleeps around or steals to get by in the world.
Her sister, Rose Feller (Toni Collette) is a self-conscious, workaholic lawyer who is dating her boss and indulges in her one passion, fashionable dress shoes
In other words, they share nothing in common but the same size feet.
The story goes on to depict the relation between this pair of sisters and how eventually Maggie managed to get back on track to lead a decent life. Many nice moments in the show like the scene whereby the blind man was trying to get Maggie to read the poem, One Art (she has dyslexia and have trouble reading)
Another favorite scene is where at the wedding of Rose, Maggie read the poem, I carry your heart with me. (I have listed both poems as I personally find them quite nice)
I carry your heart with me I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart ( I carry it in my heart)
- E.E. Cummings
One ArtThe art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
- Elizabeth Bishop
JIONG TING ♥
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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