A few minutes walk from the bustling, Badjao-infested corner of Taft Avenue and Padre Faura in downtown Manila, there is a refuge – an oasis – for world weary Manilenos. Paco Park, located in General Luna St. has a rich history. It was originally a cemetery, circular in shape, for the well-off and established aristocratic Spanish families who […]Read more "(Paco) Park and Recreation"
Today, I turned 34. Borrowing a sentiment from a friend: it took me 34 years to get here. Countless times I have asked the question, it is a good life?Read more "The September Issue"
Norte: Hangganan ng Kasaysayan is one of Filipino auteur Lav Diaz’s latest addition to the canon of slow cinema – really slow cinema. It’s the kind wherein you can feel your leg hair grow longer because it’s slow; the kind that Miranda Priestley would so hate. Because it is really slow. Have I told you […]Read more "Northern Exposure"
“How was your weekend?” asked a friend of mine. Back in my twenties, I would have answered that it was fun. “It was an alcohol-induced blur” was how I imagine I would have responded. My young adult life can be summed up as trying to ingest as much alcohol in my system and burning as […]Read more "Tourist In Your Own City"
The great Swedish director Ingmar Bergman said, “Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls.” Meanwhile, Filipina genius Melanie Marquez famously said the following words regarding her father, the director Artemio Marquez: […]Read more "Fifteen Films"