前两天在网上看刘若英与陈升的故事，有些感动。顺手在YouTube上找出刘若英的MV来看。一直比较喜欢她的歌，特别是那些词，并不很华丽，却在平淡中深深触动人心。从未觉得她的嗓子有什么特别的好，但从她的歌声中可以感受到那份真挚，她是真正用心在唱，如同她的电影，她说一个演员其实一生只在塑造一个角色，就是她自己。
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Deux jours à Paris
Bonsoir! Oui, I'm writing in French now! Je parle un peu français!!!
"Deux jours à Paris" is actually "2 days in Paris" in French. It's a French movie, which is written, directed and acted by Julie Delpy. If you have seen "Before sun rise" or "Before sun set", you must be very familiar with Julie Delpy. She was the heroine and then the co-writer for those two movies.
The story of "Deux jours à Paris" is like this:
Marion (Julie Delpy) is a French photographer who lives in NYC and is happily dating an American interior designer, Jack (Adam Goldberg). However, to inject a little romance into the stagnating relationship, they take a trip to Europe. At a stop in Paris, instead of bringing the couple closer together, they start drifting apart when Marion's family acts impossibly rude to Jack, and their love life starts to really suffer when Marion begins to run into all her ex-boyfriends.
It's a romantic comedy movie. I went to watch it because one of my friends highly recommended it, and I like the actress a lot for her two other movies I mentioned above, and there is another very important reason -- because I'm studying French right now!
Half of the time they were speaking French in the movie, of course with English subtitles on the screen. But I still captured quite a few, such as simple greeting word "salut" or "ça va", the goodbye word "À bientôt" and "Au revoir", and "Il parle anglais?" "Très bon." "Merci beaucoup". And I can also pick up some easy words here and there, such as assez, belle etc. For someone who just started to learn French 3 weeks ago, I think that's a big accomplishment, I'm very proud of myself.
Honestly, I don't like this one as much as her other two movies. The other two have more depth in discussing about life and relationship, which makes you keep thinking about it after you watch them. This one is somewhat shallower. But it does tell you something about French culture. I feel french people or maybe european people in general are more open than people here, they talk about sex or sex organs just like we talk about cheese here. And french people do know how to flirt, that's why towards the end of the movie, Jack started to think Marion is a slut and not trustworthy. In the middle of the movie, I started to feel Paris is like Shanghai. City is crowded, apartment is tiny, people don't have enough privacy for themselves since they live in such a small space. People fight for cabs on the street and they eat all kinds of stuff such as rabbit and beef tongue.
Well, in general, the movie is ok. I like when Jack tried to make the 'r' sound and Marion is laughing so hard at him. I think that is a big challenge to learn French besides all the gender stuff! I tried so hard to make a good 'r' sound but now I feel like I'm making the exact the same sound Jack does. "errrrrr"! :(
"Deux jours à Paris" is actually "2 days in Paris" in French. It's a French movie, which is written, directed and acted by Julie Delpy. If you have seen "Before sun rise" or "Before sun set", you must be very familiar with Julie Delpy. She was the heroine and then the co-writer for those two movies.
The story of "Deux jours à Paris" is like this:
Marion (Julie Delpy) is a French photographer who lives in NYC and is happily dating an American interior designer, Jack (Adam Goldberg). However, to inject a little romance into the stagnating relationship, they take a trip to Europe. At a stop in Paris, instead of bringing the couple closer together, they start drifting apart when Marion's family acts impossibly rude to Jack, and their love life starts to really suffer when Marion begins to run into all her ex-boyfriends.
It's a romantic comedy movie. I went to watch it because one of my friends highly recommended it, and I like the actress a lot for her two other movies I mentioned above, and there is another very important reason -- because I'm studying French right now!
Half of the time they were speaking French in the movie, of course with English subtitles on the screen. But I still captured quite a few, such as simple greeting word "salut" or "ça va", the goodbye word "À bientôt" and "Au revoir", and "Il parle anglais?" "Très bon." "Merci beaucoup". And I can also pick up some easy words here and there, such as assez, belle etc. For someone who just started to learn French 3 weeks ago, I think that's a big accomplishment, I'm very proud of myself.
Honestly, I don't like this one as much as her other two movies. The other two have more depth in discussing about life and relationship, which makes you keep thinking about it after you watch them. This one is somewhat shallower. But it does tell you something about French culture. I feel french people or maybe european people in general are more open than people here, they talk about sex or sex organs just like we talk about cheese here. And french people do know how to flirt, that's why towards the end of the movie, Jack started to think Marion is a slut and not trustworthy. In the middle of the movie, I started to feel Paris is like Shanghai. City is crowded, apartment is tiny, people don't have enough privacy for themselves since they live in such a small space. People fight for cabs on the street and they eat all kinds of stuff such as rabbit and beef tongue.
Well, in general, the movie is ok. I like when Jack tried to make the 'r' sound and Marion is laughing so hard at him. I think that is a big challenge to learn French besides all the gender stuff! I tried so hard to make a good 'r' sound but now I feel like I'm making the exact the same sound Jack does. "errrrrr"! :(
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Broken ankle
I haven't updated my blog for a long time. Hmmm, what should I write now?
A lot of things had happened during the past few months. Some were good, some were bad. I broke my right ankle not long after my last blog entry. It was an accident during a badminton game, I ran into my partner, fell and hence got a bone fracture. I've never had a broken bone or a fracture before, this makes my life more complete...
Anyway, it was my right ankle, a small piece of bone fractured and sticked out from its original spot, which in medical term is called a chip fracture. It was hurting like hell, I was crying on the floor right at the moment when I fell down. I tried to be brave not to cry since there were so many people around me. But the tears was not under my control at all. My friend sent me to emergency room afterwards, that's where I learned the word -- chip fracture.
So I couldn't drive at all, neither could I walk without the pair of the crutches. This was actually the second time I have used crutches. Last time was X'mas time in 1998, the year I came to US. I was staying with my sister in DC, and my best friend echo came to visit me. I slipped on the ice in Arlington cemetry and sprained my ankle. It was a pretty bad sprain so I had to be on crutches for 2, 3 months. But last time wasn't as bad as this time. I was a total handicap this time and need to be taken care of!!! Fortunately my parents happened to come to visit me the week after my incident. So naturally, they came to look after me, which I felt kinda embarassed since I was supposed to take care of them and show them around. Well, what can I do with a broken leg? My parents stayed here for about 7 weeks, by the time they left for DC, I can limp a little bit without crutches. But even till today, my right ankle still sores from time to time, and I still can't get back to badminton yet.
During my parent's stay, I still tried my best to show them around, taking them to places where I like, such as the city, Monterey, Carmel, Napa etc. Of course I couldnot drive at that time, I had to ask for my friends' help, begging them to be my chauffeur to drive my parents around. Even though most of the time I had to stay in the car with my right leg up in the air while they went out to see the beautiful scenaries.
I do enjoy their stay here. I didn't realize how big the impact they made until the last week of their stay. They made my place like a real home. I guess I never feel such a sweetness at home before. Everyday by 6pm, I was eager to go home since I knew there were people expecting me at home. My mom would have the dinner ready, we would eat, then watch TV or chat. It's very nice to have that feeling. It took me a few weeks to adjust back after they left, the apartment feels so empty. And it's just an apartment where I live, only during that 7 weeks, it was a home!
I felt very sad the day they left. I'd rather be the one who leaves than being left alone behind. I guess I hate that feeling because I'm always the one who is left behind alone. You see someone off from your house, wondering whether he is just away from your house or away from your life, then you suddenly feel so lonely in an empty house, as empty as your heart, home is not home any more!
A lot of things had happened during the past few months. Some were good, some were bad. I broke my right ankle not long after my last blog entry. It was an accident during a badminton game, I ran into my partner, fell and hence got a bone fracture. I've never had a broken bone or a fracture before, this makes my life more complete...
Anyway, it was my right ankle, a small piece of bone fractured and sticked out from its original spot, which in medical term is called a chip fracture. It was hurting like hell, I was crying on the floor right at the moment when I fell down. I tried to be brave not to cry since there were so many people around me. But the tears was not under my control at all. My friend sent me to emergency room afterwards, that's where I learned the word -- chip fracture.
So I couldn't drive at all, neither could I walk without the pair of the crutches. This was actually the second time I have used crutches. Last time was X'mas time in 1998, the year I came to US. I was staying with my sister in DC, and my best friend echo came to visit me. I slipped on the ice in Arlington cemetry and sprained my ankle. It was a pretty bad sprain so I had to be on crutches for 2, 3 months. But last time wasn't as bad as this time. I was a total handicap this time and need to be taken care of!!! Fortunately my parents happened to come to visit me the week after my incident. So naturally, they came to look after me, which I felt kinda embarassed since I was supposed to take care of them and show them around. Well, what can I do with a broken leg? My parents stayed here for about 7 weeks, by the time they left for DC, I can limp a little bit without crutches. But even till today, my right ankle still sores from time to time, and I still can't get back to badminton yet.
During my parent's stay, I still tried my best to show them around, taking them to places where I like, such as the city, Monterey, Carmel, Napa etc. Of course I couldnot drive at that time, I had to ask for my friends' help, begging them to be my chauffeur to drive my parents around. Even though most of the time I had to stay in the car with my right leg up in the air while they went out to see the beautiful scenaries.
I do enjoy their stay here. I didn't realize how big the impact they made until the last week of their stay. They made my place like a real home. I guess I never feel such a sweetness at home before. Everyday by 6pm, I was eager to go home since I knew there were people expecting me at home. My mom would have the dinner ready, we would eat, then watch TV or chat. It's very nice to have that feeling. It took me a few weeks to adjust back after they left, the apartment feels so empty. And it's just an apartment where I live, only during that 7 weeks, it was a home!
I felt very sad the day they left. I'd rather be the one who leaves than being left alone behind. I guess I hate that feeling because I'm always the one who is left behind alone. You see someone off from your house, wondering whether he is just away from your house or away from your life, then you suddenly feel so lonely in an empty house, as empty as your heart, home is not home any more!
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