The worst movie since 100 Days With Mr. Arrogant. That should be the end of my review.
Don't watch it. Ever. Never. Watch Twilight instead, at least it has some nice shots of Vancouver forests.
There is no plot, no acting, no good music, no characters. Only Jang and his fake cuteness dipped in high cut curl conditioner.
Good points? Oh yes, there is one, for antropologists - to observe how a flock of fangirls faints over ticket alone and sqeals while main character is on screen doing something (don't ask me what).
I just came back from work, somehow excited with my students progress and, I don't know, feeling this strange vibration of joy for an unknown reason, being caught by rain (au contraire - it was I who caught rain by surprise, haha!, because I had my umbrella ella ella e... damn it) and then - what awaited me? Paradise repackage album! I wasn't expecting it at all because I calculated it would arrive in November (yeah, need to restart on my math I guess). Anyway, after starting my pc, I checked regular websites, KNG - still in the army, nothing changed, PSH - still flawless, nothing changed, Yucheon - blabbering about fishing, nothing changed, Infinite - infinitely worthy, nothing changed. After reading the translation on their fan page that I will provide in the next post, I decided to write something about something... someone. Whoops.
My dear bitch friend Orion made a post about that as well, and I was hesitant to taint my blog with that, but reading what those 7 boys have to say I decided I will unleash some hell as well (that even makes me rhyme, maybe I should leave that depressing research mess and become a poetess?).
OK, because NNP means Neo neun pet, I decided to twist it a bit. Just in case of any copyright infringement, mehehe.
Read on your own risk, but I do hope it's not boring^^
Names of the persons are full of hidden meanings:
Jebi: Violet (as sumire)
Minam: ee... actually everyone knows the meaning of it
Ryeon: Lily (as yuri)
Moon Jagi: moonjagi means a doormat
Ki Myohan: kimyohan means queer, strange
Dramatis personae:
Jebi: our female protagonist
Minam (stage name: Peach): our…umm, let’s say male, protagonist,
Ryeon: female friend of Jebi
Moon Jagi: Jebi’s boyfriend
Ki Myohan: ex of Jebi
Lots of annoying characters and gap-fillers, unused here, but usually overused
Stage:
Some big city, not important, more details unnecessary cause it’s a big allegory.
Time:
Spring – summer
Prelude
On days like this usually only small signs can point out that some calamity awaits. Things like those are most likely neglected, or treated as not important, and thus overlooked. Ominous signs are reserved for Doomsday. And no, the first episode of the drama with acting furniture is not THAT sinister sign of the approaching Apocalypse. Nevertheless, it may signify something. But the feeling creeping around the ankles like a heavy, dense fog, reaching higher and immobilizing with terror is that kind of sign. There is this suspicion of some bad luck coming our way, and even in the middle of a tropic heat, we can feel a glacier melting down our spine. It can of course be a true glacier in Switzerland, eventually someone (in)voluntary put a cone of ice-cream on our back.
Today was this day Jebi thought everything went awry from the beginning, when she tried to put on her skirt she bought last month. It was too small. It shrank! It’s always clothes’ fault. Always. But even that couldn’t stop her from trying to put it on, but then a button, this small, vicious button, just popped out and landed exactly in the middle of her cup of a black coffee. It’s not like she was a fan of a black coffee, she forgot to buy some milk, and the last one she bought was sour as hell. If Hell has a taste. No wonder, expiration date was set to the last week. She should be grateful that it didn’t walk out from her fridge on its own, but this very morning Jebi had no time to think about the secret life of sour milk.
