why can't you let me be great?

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......this photo! no need to thank me!

i'll be the first to admit that i feel a tad, okay, make that much envious of fellow bloggers whose traffic feeds are busier than the guys at Parliament. the envy increases by tenfold when i see that bloggers in question only write about nonsense (i know, i know, i write nonsense too but seriously guys, i write intelligent nonsense), copy song lyrics, post pictures and no words, and all the other things i can't believe people do in their blogs and still they managed to have more than 100 comments sometimes. really, it's mind-boggling. i once found a blog and in one of his posts, the said blogger only wrote the lyrics to Avenged Sevenfold's A Little Piece of Heaven and get this, there are 142 comments! people, you can really surprise the hell out of me sometimes.

oh yeah, that's my jealousy talking.

anyway, i watched Spa "Botox Bitches" Q today and man, my IQ just dropped 10 points more. do you know the part when Marlia was raped by Zafrul? i was having a great laugh at that. actually, come to think of it, i laughed at all the rape scenes ever filmed by our great Malaysian filmmakers. why? because when you were raped, your private parts would be sore and you would have trouble walking, let alone running after that. but over the years, all the rape scenes are told by:

1.  torn underwears/clothes  
   
2. the presence of a man/men beside the poor girl 
3. the presence of drugs near the man/men and poor girl

bottom line: none of them ever said anything about the soreness that should be there. what did they tell us? i don't have to spell the words because everyone knows the answers. the other thing i don't understand about Malaysian filmmakers is their fascination with guns. in case you don't know, owning a fired weapon is an offence in Malaysia and carry a death mandatory. yes, unlike US or even our neighbours like Phillipines, owning a gun in Malaysia is practically suicide. you have to find that in Penal Code yourself because i'm too lazy to do that.

now you know why we seldom hear murder cases involving fired arms in Malaysia.  

back to filmmaking, even if the actors were only following scripts *rolls eyes*, they should just throw a tantrum and demand better, if not more relevant scripts to be written. that's what i would do if i were them. but really, don't they ever use their brain and think whether the scenes they're playing are explainable or not? from the looks of it, i highly doubt it.

anyway, i happened to watch KT Tunstall's rendition of Jackson 5's I Want You Back on Youtube the other day, and it was totally amazing. i'm having a hard time finding the song though. so, i have to be content with the Jackson 5's version only. *sigh*.