The Chairless Apartment is now mostly, relatively clean. While we were mopping the floor earlier, I told Bern that we should hire a house cleaner in the future. Maybe someone who could tidy the place up twice a month. My mother will gasp in disbelief if she would find out. It’s not so much that I will be spending for a house cleaner, as it is about me being too lazy to clean after myself.
We should be leaving the apartment by December 26 (evicted!) but we have not yet found a new place to move into. If we can’t find one, I’ll move back to Makati temporarily and start apartment-hunting by January. I am not looking forward to sharing the roof with my parents again.
I completely forgot about the Lantern Parade last Saturday. I’m still groggy from last week’s Pride March, I’m in a state of semi-lethargy all week. I planned to bring Bern to a movie last Friday but we opted to eat out instead.
We were able to watch Rurouni Kenshin yesterday with Jeff and Kaito. It was a happy trip back to the 90s watching the anime turned into live action. It wasn’t a bad adaptation, either. Particularly spot-on was Megumi: you almost wish she sprouted fox ears at some point. Kanryu was played with so much ham he could be served in a dozen Christmas dinners.
Kenshin was competently performed by his very pretty actor and Saitou was an attractive upgrade from the anime (not complaining!) but I was a little disappointed at Sanosuke. The mannerism and scruffiness was there, but he was demoted as a less effective fighter in the film. Good thing there was a rather funny kitchen fight sequence that very nearly redeemed movie!Sano.
The fight scenes were mostly well executed, with moments of pure awesomeness, like how Kenshin escapes to the other bank of a stream. The movie was able to avoid some of the silliness of the anime but it also introduced its own bits of silliness, mostly when it came to movie!
So I guess I have to thank you, SM, for bringing Rurouni Kenshin to the country.
After the movie, Bern and I dragged Jeff and Kaito to the Mall of Asia for Rock Loqal. Page gave us free tickets and we happily stayed in front of the stage, watching the bands, and destroying our eardrums. Mayonnaise has just started when we arrived, followed by Barbie Almabis. Jeff and Kaito left halfway through Barbie’s set. Barbie is a very competent guitar-player, doing a good guitar solo towards the end of ‘Torpe’. Unfortunately, she didn’t finish the song, and segued into a rather trite ‘We Wish You a Merry Christmas’.
Other bands we caught were Razorback (you’re still the most kickass rock singer in the country, Kevin Roy), Malay, Indio I, and Salamin. Bern and I didn’t like the last band too much, with their Linkin Park (with bongos!) sound and pain-and-anguish-from-tortured-souls-of-priviledged-gated-village-boys lyrics. Somebody give the boys a hug.
After Bern and I went out for some food, we found out that we can’t re-enter the MOA Arena anymore. Oh well. At least we got to see Razorback again (thanks, Page!).
It’s sad, though, how with such a impressive line-up, there weren’t a lot of people watching. It’s not that people aren’t interested with local rock music; the last Tanduay Rockfest was packed. Maybe it was the lack of publicity. Or maybe it was the lack of alcohol in the venue.