gravitational conscience in a societal inertia

juanrepublic:

Two Years of no Justice

Today, November 23, 2011, is the 24th month of the infamous Ampatuan Massacre.

Most of us may have forgotten this horrible event in our history. This issue may have been overshadowed by the recent issues in our country.

But by letting this event just pass us by our consciousness, we seem to be condoning the perpetrators of this crime. Or depriving justice to the victims and their families. Or allowing the culture of impunity in our country.

He who does not punish evil commands it to be done.

Justice for the victims of the Ampatuan Massacre. Never forget. Never again.

Elsewhere:

• Maguindanao Massacre trial could take 55, 000 years.  - Yes, you have read that right. Exaggerated or not? Read on.
• Remember Ampatuan. End Impunity. - Interaksyon.com’s comprehensive webpage about the Ampatuan Massacre.

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“If you walk out the hole you’re in, it becomes a loop… we either fall back, learn or get a second chance”

a short animation based on “earthbound”

this poem has 3 perspectives

The cynical cycle of people forcing what cannot be. They expect but then compromise and repeat the process

Hope. Believing the right time will come or comeback. 

And, the timelessness of fate “what has written can be interpreted in so many ways, the outcome can never be changed.”

geeksturr:

The Wombs of Oppression 
by Don Jaucian 

Ka Oryang (2011)
D: Sari Lluch Dalena
C: Alessandra de Rossi, Joem Bascon, Marife Necessto, Emilio Garcia, Che Ramos, Angeli Bayani

The challenge of making a film about martial law is the expectations that are piled upon it. Decades of ideals, recollections and harrowing accounts of ordeals form a greater part of the film’s blueprint, taking into consideration the period’s tumultuous history and complications. Sari Dalena’s Ka Oryang (which won the best picture prize in the recently concluded Cinema One Originals 2011) does exactly that, operating in an almost Joel Lamangan way. Dalena fortunately tones down the melodrama, letting the events unfold at a calculated pace that eventually bogs the film down. 

Told in the perspective of Oryang (De Rossi), a doctor who helps activists hiding from the government’s iron clutches, the film doesn’t necessarily exploit the feelings of the audience through a barrage of grisly images. The film is too beautiful to behold, occasionally strewn with symbolic imagery that hints at an attempt to form a tone poem. Shots of birds in flight, a free flowing river and the clatter of leaves in a forest represent much of the film’s ideals. Dalena isn’t too subtle about her intentions and the weight of her images propel the film along. 

The opening scene, a struggle between Diliman Commune and the police, projects a grim outlook with its brilliant use of grainy images where the water sprayed to subdue the protesters dissolves like a rain of clouds that represents the oppression rampant during the era. But as the film progresses, it winds down to a paralyzing calmness that even its most shocking tactics (scenes of women being tortured and raped) act as an epinephrine to a flatlining patient. 

Its feminist ideals are fleshed out by a competent supporting cast. Angeli Bayani, Marife Necesito, and Che Ramos brim with forward-thinking perspectives. But De Rossi’s performance unfortunately falls flat. She withers as an observer of the times, reducing her own pains into a glacial spectacle of emotions. The film never takes off and when it does, it’s effect feels more like a cheat rather than an earnest connection to our emotions. 

Ka Oryang’s sturdy feminist stance makes it a different chronicle of the Martial Law years. Teresa Barrozo’s excellent tinkling technotronic score prevents the film from spilling over into schmaltz territory while Dalena fuses experimental genes into the story. But more than anything else, Ka Oryang’s character study of female political detainees of the Martial Law years is a significant addition to a cinematic chapter of these times, allowing us to take in a broader outlook as to how these women have fought for principles that they have strongly believed in. The film may have its faults and shortcomings but the director’s unique vision and take on the material is strongly apparent. 

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Catch these films at the UP Film Center (Cine Adarna):

November 29, 2011 (Tuesday)
5PM Sa Kanto ng Ulap at Lupa
730PM Anatomiya ng Korupsyon

November 30, 2011 (Wednesday)
5PM Mga Anino sa Tanghaling Tapat
730PM Di Ingon ‘Nato

December 1, 2011 (Thursday)
5PM My Paranormal Romance
730PM Big Boy

December 2, 2011 (Friday)
5PM Sa Ilalim ng Tulay
730PM Ka Oryang

December 3, 2011 (Saturday)
5PM Cartas de La Soledad
730PM Six Degrees of Separation from Lilia Cuntapay

Php100/ticket!
Contact Rem at 09179012481 ;)

See you there, and let’s continue to support the future of Filipino cinema!

jessaosit:

Glad to see this faces again after 4years.. Nakakamiss maging College. :)

A road less journey

Started by a few

A beginning of a story

Now it’s just us two

Sun punching through the forest canopy

Turn into stars for us in daylight

We stare and thoughts linger

Nights become longer and the time left shorter

In sleep we never wander

For in dreams the heart and mind are one

No need to ask and ponder

In slumber we know what we’ll always want

Sepia turns to color

And everything’s in-order

But in one hyphenated word we fear

For we know what’s coming near

Taking time…

Taking in the view

Soon we draw the line

Soon I ask, “what if it’s you?”

Every sound, every whisper

Seem to sparkle

Like memories written in water

Would nothing really matter?

A beginning or an end

We gaze upon a divided street

Do I ask you as a friend?

Or will you make me be complete…

A zone is merely a gate

Or an imaginary line

Both unguarded by fate

Yet, too complex to define

With nothing to loose

And everything to gain

Heart’s distraught, Mind unbridled

We shall remain…

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By: Jiggs Basa

eloindigoart:

the worst advice you can give a delayed teenager is…

think positive!

Source: jigssbasa