<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:16:08.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLIM'S FLIMSY FILMS</title><subtitle type='html'>MOVIE MAKING THE FLIMSY FLIM
WAY</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-5258116245895832314</id><published>2008-11-19T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:58:57.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a year since I posted my last blog entry...or was it two years? Who cares. I wrote it in Paris with a parisian keyboard that really screwed up my spellings ( as if it could make it any worse) and  that totally put me off. And  when I got back the blogsite wouldnt let me in because my password didnt seem to work and  that I had to pass thru goggle and  all that. So in short i just got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/5258116245895832314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/5258116245895832314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-year-since-i-posted-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-116480932679987750</id><published>2006-11-29T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:16:16.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ive been going to the bathroom more often than I want. Must be the fact that Ive been mixing orange juice and wine.Ara is a great cook and we had Quiche and some red wine. Desert was this giant date from Morroco. Morrocan dates are vastly superior to the californian variant. Its bigger and much more succelent. Its hard to type here because for some strange reason the q and the A tabs are inverted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/116480932679987750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/116480932679987750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-been-going-to-bathroom-more-often.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-116471984598284572</id><published>2006-11-28T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T05:17:25.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We arrived in Paris around 7pm. The plane ride to Amsterdam was horrifying. I was seated behind a really fat caucasian man. He bends his seat all the way back and when he sits it bends even further. Pinning me from behind.I thought to myself that I was going to go insane at the prospect of enduring this for 12 hours.The airline stewardess were  really nice. Theyre big and very mqsculine. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/116471984598284572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/116471984598284572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-arrived-in-paris-around-7pm.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-115076877691250813</id><published>2006-06-19T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:59:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cess tried inserting her phone charger on one of the sockets of the new house.he socket caved in and the phone charger plug with it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/115076877691250813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/115076877691250813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2006/06/cess-tried-inserting-her-phone-charger.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-114895186938303255</id><published>2006-05-29T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T18:17:49.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I checked out the remodeling on the house we were going to live in. As I staggered amongst the construction materials, I had the urge to go take a leak. I stepped on one of the hollow blocks and it broke in two.SHIT! DON’T TELL ME I GOT FATTER! THAT’S INCONCIEVABLE! Made a mental note to really go on a diet but suddenly I thought…I then grabbed another hollow block and held it with both hands.And</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/114895186938303255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/114895186938303255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-checked-out-remodeling-on-house-we.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-114895117718992993</id><published>2006-05-29T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T18:07:52.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CECILE: “My bathroom will be in different shades of green. I love green. Green is relaxing. And I would have small areas of white. It will enhance the green. What do you think? “FLIM:  “It’s your bathroom.”CECILE: “And the master’s bedroom is going to be in a darker shade of green. With white accents.”  FLIM:”Kinda like the Amazon basin.” CECILE: “And your work area and viewing room WILL be in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/114895117718992993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/114895117718992993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2006/05/cecile-my-bathroom-will-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-114391580417195933</id><published>2006-04-01T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:34:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s been a week of packing things. Moving boxes! Cardboard boxes! BOXES! BOXES! BOXES! THIS CAN'T FIT! THIS IS TOO BIG! I hate moving. It’s not the place we are moving to because it is a very nice place. There are lots of trees and some semblance of plant life. Which is more than I can say with the place we are presently in.That's one of the primary reasons why Cess wanted to move. There's no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/114391580417195933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/114391580417195933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-week-of-packing-things.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-112367224321682926</id><published>2005-08-10T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T09:46:18.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’m back. It’s been awhile since I last wrote the entry below. I miss writing on this blog and as much as possible I’ll try to keep it regular. But when you’re knee high in work ,then writing  an online journal seems more like a luxury at best. Anyway what’s been happening. Too many to enumerate or elucidate on.I’ll just go thru it as it hits me. Just like an old Vietnam war movie where the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112367224321682926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112367224321682926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-112145125127072607</id><published>2005-07-15T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:29:13.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bought a KISS concert DVD and watched it in the house. Selina walked into the TV room and sat beside me. One hour later she is a certified KISS FAN and is singing the songs. I asked her why she liked them.SELINA: “ Because they wear women’s shoes and they have nice white make-up.”Hmmm. Then when I lowered the volume control.SELINA: “ Can you make it louder please.”The other day I decided to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112145125127072607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112145125127072607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/07/bought-kiss-concert-dvd-and-watched-it.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-112144950797090949</id><published>2005-07-15T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T11:02:08.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For quite some time now I have been entertaining teh thought of getting a laptop.I told cess about it.CESS: " Why do you need a laptop for ?"FLIM: " So I can write stuff and redord ideas where ever I am."CESS: " You could just get a pen and a note book."FLIM: " Already did it. But using a pen to write... I dont know. Somehow my fingers have been trained on keyboard technology. Using the pen to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112144950797090949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112144950797090949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/07/for-quite-some-time-now-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-112138545901882265</id><published>2005-07-14T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T10:23:07.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We just bought a new minidv cam.The idea wasn't mine but cecile used her latent force powers to over ride mine. I hate it when it happens.But then again my mind has been very weak for the past weeks. I was in power books reading THE REVENGE OF THE SITH novelization which I thought to be infinetly better than the film. I dont know if the film was that BAD! Or the novel was that REALLY GOOD! I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112138545901882265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/112138545901882265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-just-bought-new-minidv-cam.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-111897841853888033</id><published>2005-06-16T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:23:45.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I designed and made this years SINGAPORE 18th INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVAL picture logo or picture motiff or whatever its called.It appears in their banner poster,program, t-shirt,caps and I dont know what.As before I made it using paint. The often neglected program that comes with any windows application.Funny enough I got strange and intresting results. I dont know why I waste my time playing it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111897841853888033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111897841853888033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-designed-and-made-this-years.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-111202461821997586</id><published>2005-03-28T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:49:30.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SITH HAPPENSI saw REVENGE OF THE SITH  3 times already. The first time was with Cecile and her mother on opening night Wednesday and the following day with Selina and my sister and her fellow pathologists in one row.I have to say that visually this has the strongest opening scene in any STAR WARS FILM TO DATE. As always we have a shot of STAR DESTROYER but this time it's a bird's P.O.V and there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111202461821997586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111202461821997586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/03/sith-happens-i-saw-revenge-of-sith-3.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-111201420322485103</id><published>2005-03-28T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T04:57:52.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The shoot was very surreal. It started with the agency lashing out on my cinematographer.We were setting up a shot with my cinematographer. He is very young and  I like his lighting style. Hell I like anything that’s new.He lights the scene and asked meCINEMATOGRAPHER: “ Direk, what dya think? “I look at the viewfinder.Looks like a  bleached bypass shot. Not bad.FLIM: “ Yeah…let’s do it! “I go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111201420322485103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111201420322485103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/03/shoot-was-very-surreal.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-111201343114749309</id><published>2005-03-28T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T04:37:11.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’m going to direct a television commercial again. Something I turned my back from 10 years ago. After years of being my own boss, now I have a client and an agency I have to satisfy.Artistic sensibilities goes out the window. The most important thing is to sell the product.JUST THE PRODUCT! The more you time you spent  on the label…THE BETTER!  If its possible to have the branding in each and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111201343114749309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/111201343114749309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-going-to-direct-television.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-110702240450580472</id><published>2005-01-29T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T09:46:06.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So now they are increasing the value added tax. Their reason is to prevent the mounting fiscal crisis that they incurred in the first place. What I saw on TV today made realize that the Philippines have sunk to a new low. On TV was a panel discussion involving this congressman who drafted the increase. He tried to defend it to a bunch of young idealistic students by saying that the increase would</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110702240450580472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110702240450580472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-now-they-are-increasing-value-added.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-110445914359637757</id><published>2004-12-30T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T10:02:13.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I  planned to make  chili fired crabs. I ordered the maids to buy two kilos of the damn thing for a budget of 350. She comes back with six crabs in her hands. A measely six crabs. That wont even be enough for dinner. MAID: “ Ser , everything is super expensive now! “Yep … maybe the money they steal from us would go to that tsunami early warning device. I can see it now. The warning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110445914359637757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110445914359637757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-i-planned-to-make-chili-fired.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-110442898991985850</id><published>2004-12-30T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:49:49.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Writing on this blog is more of a luxury than anything else. To sit down and write tons and tons of sentences costing time which is the most precious commodity. Money isn’t even in the same league. You can earn back the cents but never the time you lost!I don’t relish the idea of traveling from one point to the other because if you stop and actually counted and catalogued the time you spent in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110442898991985850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110442898991985850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/12/writing-on-this-blog-is-more-of-luxury.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-110442778364440946</id><published>2004-12-30T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:29:43.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TSUNAMMI WARNING DEVICEThe president did it again. Now she wants an early tsunami-warning device installed. She can’t even have the roads fix and the flood situation that happens almost every time it rains; now she wants a tsunami-warning device?CESS: “ What’s the use of having it? When the Philippines is so small. The tsunami would just wash us away! “FLIM: “ What do you mean? We’re far </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110442778364440946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110442778364440946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsunammi-warning-device-president-did.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-110018261442989780</id><published>2004-11-11T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T16:04:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The funny thing when you're rushing and trying to finish your work and your concepts and ideas are all jelling together seamlessly but there isn’t much time...the universe would look down and say.." LETS MAKE it MORE INTERESTING!So the first thing that happens is POWER FAILURE! I'm not talking about one that would take out the entire city. Just your neighborhood. In fact three blocks!  Now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110018261442989780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/110018261442989780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/11/funny-thing-when-youre-rushing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-109696661286504059</id><published>2004-10-05T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T02:34:51.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doesnt she look good on my dvd shelf.Yeah babby! Yeah!It arrived in between my hard drive computer fuck up! The only ray of sunshine in an otherwise drab and shitty world of computer techs!This was the only thing that kept me sane while waiting for my pc to get fixed! the only thing that prevented me from ripping out the troat of that idiot tech.The packaging is lushious! But the dvds are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109696661286504059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109696661286504059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/10/doesnt-she-look-good-on-my-dvd-shelf.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-109635418594737560</id><published>2004-09-27T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T05:52:18.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Motorcycle and my computer form a symbiote relationship.A year ago they broke down a couple of days after each other.I dont really remember which broke down first ...but what the fuck does it matter. They both broke down anyways.So I wasnt surprised when the computer broke down two weeks after the motorcycle. In fact I just shrugged my head and hauled the 70 pound equipment to the repair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109635418594737560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109635418594737560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-motorcycle-and-my-computer-form.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-109533438779011596</id><published>2004-09-16T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:48:18.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It started out with a simple morning ride. I took out the motorcycle and started to clean her up.I reached out thru those deep crevices of the engine block. The smelly and oily canyons of her swing arm. when I got to the cooling jet pipes I noticed a thin film of rust there. So what did I do I started rubbing it out.Then I took her out and wore my new riding apparel.     After the first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109533438779011596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109533438779011596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-started-out-with-simple-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-109403901302848138</id><published>2004-09-01T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T19:53:50.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE MANY FACES OF SELINAKEY MASTERTHE RELUCTANT STUDENTI always carry a set of 29 keys. Keys that open several cabinets full of books, dvds and my rare toys. It also carries the key to the viewing room. Selina always petsers me in the afternoon to watch her favorite programs. Which are … SOUTHPARK, FUTURAMA, WALLACE AND GROMIT,SHERCKS 1 &amp; 2.I was in the john that particular time and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109403901302848138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109403901302848138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/09/many-faces-of-selina-key-master.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-109377573640650677</id><published>2004-08-29T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T22:41:50.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE RETURN OF DICKHEADSurprise, surprise. The SEXMEN are coming back! I originally came up with their first adventure when we were editing my first tv series.My drawings were rough because it was just meant to be a storyboard for a flick. I added the word ballons to serve as a script guideline.Then I thought, No way can this be done effectively without the major backing of a studio and no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109377573640650677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109377573640650677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/08/return-of-dickhead-surprise-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-109198654056096582</id><published>2004-08-08T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T09:00:04.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just arrived from Alabang after doing the rough cut for the MOJO FLY video I directed two weeks ago. Jay, my editor picked me up from my place thru the driving rain because I couldn’t have ridden the bike it was raining and it would have been a bitch to clean up after wards. It was the driver’s day off so no car.In the editing room we ordered a large thin crust and some fried potatoes and 4 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109198654056096582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/109198654056096582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-arrived-from-alabang-after-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108866493708427690</id><published>2004-06-30T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T00:04:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cess had the bright idea of buying advance tickets to the SPIDERMAN2 showing.FLIM: “ Why? “CESS: “ I don’t want to line up and then be late with the first few minutes of the movie because of the length of people queuing. Remember HARRY POTTER 3? “FLIM: “ UGH How can I forget that terrible movie. Fine! “So she goes over the ticket seller.CESS: “ If we buy this ticket we wont have to fall</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108866493708427690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108866493708427690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/06/cess-had-bright-idea-of-buying-advance.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108840012008573312</id><published>2004-06-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T06:28:14.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TIMINGWhile everybody slept, they proclaimed her, like a thief in the night.  They had to do it in stealth. What does that say? Does that sound like somebody who won fair and square?If I won…I wouldn’t have my proclamation in the wee hours of the morning. The only ones who are awake are those that are planning or doing NEFARIOUS DEEDS! I would have it in the middle of the day. Sometime before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108840012008573312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108840012008573312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/06/timing-while-everybody-slept-they.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108800560291343799</id><published>2004-06-23T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T08:46:42.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of my filmmaking heroes will always be GARY KURTZ. He’s not too popular nowadays because he hasn’t done any high profile films lately but he did produced 3 films that are still considered one of the highest grossing films of all time.  AMERICAN GRAFFITI, STARWARS and EMPIRE STRIKES BACK. I wrote earlier on that one of the reasons EPISODE 1AND 2 sucked was because GEORGE LUCAS hired RICK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108800560291343799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108800560291343799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/06/one-of-my-filmmaking-heroes-will.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108736809511354312</id><published>2004-06-15T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T02:32:45.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CESS: “ Lend me something to read.”I gave her MOONSHADOW. After a few hours she returns it to me.CESS: “ This is really bad. This is full of 80’s pretentious stuff.”FLIM: “ Don’t you find it poignant? “ CESS: “ It’s trying too hard to be deep …I don’t like it. Now lend me another one.”So I gave her WATCHMEN.CESS: “ This is heavy and thick.”FLIM: “ Try it.”CESS: “ But why is it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108736809511354312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108736809511354312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/06/cess-lend-me-something-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108704485492223376</id><published>2004-06-12T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T05:54:14.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAY 4Fever’s gone but still weak. Funny thing is the fish is now swimming belly up and quite vigorously.DAY THREECess is staring at the aquarium. Still coughing. General malaise.  Cant even go to the gym because …joints hurt.  CESS: “ I hope the fish gets well.FLIM: “ You can always get another fish. A prettier one than that! “CESS:  “ But Selina loves this fish. She even gave him a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108704485492223376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108704485492223376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/06/day-4-fevers-gone-but-still-weak.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108653019938272383</id><published>2004-06-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T06:56:39.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CESS: “Do you think this is natural? “FLIM: “ No. I don’t think so.”She is pointing at SELINA’s fish that was swimming belly up.CESS: “ But look it’s swimming.’FLIM: “ As far as I know only humans can do back strokes. When a fish does something like that it’s not good.”CESS: “ Maybe it’s preparing to sleep. Have you seen how fish sleep? “FLIM: “ It’s the middle of the day. What it was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108653019938272383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108653019938272383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/06/cess-do-you-think-this-is-natural-flim.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108606402710940107</id><published>2004-05-31T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T03:42:38.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The   DVDs I ordered arrived yesterday. They weighed a ton! So after working for nine straight hours I decided to just pop one to relax. Got a couple of ice-cold beers and two packs of junk food. Forgot what brand it was, but they were very good. I leave the junk food acquisition to Cess. She’s a connoisseur when it comes to junk food, sadly I can’t say the same when it comes to real food.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108606402710940107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108606402710940107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/05/dvds-i-ordered-arrived-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108495855567590286</id><published>2004-05-19T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T08:36:43.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SAW TROY last week. It was a fun romp. The thing that really cracked me up was when I was leaving the theater. There was this guy in front of me and he saw someone he knew from the long line of people going in for the next showing.GUY: “ Hey JOJO!JOJO: “ HEY MAN. Was it good? “GUY: “ Ye but BRAD PITT DIES! “JOJO: “ You fuck! You just spoilt the movie for me.”Hehehehe! These guys should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108495855567590286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108495855567590286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/05/saw-troy-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108369370492594298</id><published>2004-05-04T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T06:15:16.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The offer was given inside this loud club in the Fort last week  Would I like to have my own cable show. With a running time of  40-45 minutes. I have the option of doing anything that I want. Anything! The executive in charge of programming has seen my independent films in competition years back and has total faith in whatever I come up with.I told him that the last time I directed a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108369370492594298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108369370492594298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/05/offer-was-given-inside-this-loud-club.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108366161740481278</id><published>2004-05-04T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T22:53:09.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Selina’s new fixation!Much to Cess’s relief. She’s out grown SOUTH PARK. Because Cess thrashed my copy in the garbage bin. She gave me fair warning prior to that ,that she would throwthe dvd if she ever caught me showing it to SELINA. Well she caught me, fair and square. (Little did she know that I salvaged it in the dead of night. I had to wade thru our black plastic garbage bag </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108366161740481278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108366161740481278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-is-selinas-new-fixation-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108348369606657261</id><published>2004-05-02T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T00:45:49.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love reading and collecting books. Problem is, most of the books I want are seldom available here. So when I heard thru the family grapevine that my cousin Jerome was coming back with his family for a quick holiday vacation I emailed him and gave him a list of books that I wanted. The majority of them are hard bound 300-400 page books. Within two weeks he arrived with the books. And boy do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108348369606657261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108348369606657261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-love-reading-and-collecting-books.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108234305441383829</id><published>2004-04-18T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T19:54:50.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CESS:  “ My vision is flickering. I think I need to see a doctor.The following day after the doctor’s appointment.CESS: “ The doctor tells me that my retinas might detach and if they do I have to rush to the doctor ASAP! “FLIM: “ How would you know if your retinas detached? “CESS: “ My eye sight would have this flashing white light. If that happens I should rush to the hospital and they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108234305441383829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108234305441383829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/04/cess-my-vision-is-flickering.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108173852552682641</id><published>2004-04-11T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T19:59:42.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aside from making films and video and whatever lies in between I love to cook as well.Strangely the people I do know, the good cooks are mostly male. Well in my generation at least.  Occasionally I would swap recipes with my actors, or producers. The cameraman would from time to time give me a few pointers on how to make coffee carpenter (karpentero style), which is plenty of sugar and milk. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108173852552682641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108173852552682641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/04/aside-from-making-films-and-video-and.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108165037823230089</id><published>2004-04-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T08:25:07.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Tuesday I hitched my way to Robinson’s early in the morning to watch THE PASSION. I have been really excited to watch it ever since I first read in the net that MEL GIBSON was doing a CHRIST movie.I have seen tons of biblical movies. They’re my personal favorite. Anything that has sword sandals and togas. Most of them are historical or biblical stories and then theirs the occasional RAY </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108165037823230089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108165037823230089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/04/last-tuesday-i-hitched-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108104006488339002</id><published>2004-04-03T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T05:55:51.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is on top of the MUST HAVE LIST. Unfortunately it contains the special editions instead of the original cuts. I hate the special editions. The spfx enhancements shouldn’t have been retouched it reflects the cutting edge technology that they had way back in 77. I don’t see RAY HARRYHAUSEN going back and redoing his incredible films. The most he did was to re-time and color correct the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108104006488339002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108104006488339002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/04/this-is-on-top-of-must-have-list.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108096122450150439</id><published>2004-04-02T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:54:33.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Monday I wandered into landmark and saw the rare BATMAN retro action figure!Yikes! I QUICKLY grabbed it and inquired if there was anymore. The saleslady said that it was a leftover from last month’s delivery. So I walked out and proudly carried my latest catch. I then went to CIBO and bought a TIRAMISU cake and sat down to admire and priss on my latest acquisition.The sculpting was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108096122450150439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108096122450150439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/04/last-monday-i-wandered-into-landmark.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-108013598829158371</id><published>2004-03-24T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T05:49:50.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOUND THINKINGYesterday I started designing the sound track for the pilot episode. It was exciting because of the new equipment that we have. We can do surround mixes and left to right, right to left transition phases.I had so much fun that I forgot to eat lunch. Then it was pointed out to me why I was spending too much time with the sound mixes when the local televisions have monaural</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108013598829158371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/108013598829158371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/03/sound-thinking-yesterday-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107975651093949178</id><published>2004-03-19T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T20:25:07.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EDITING PHYSIQUEI’m now on the sixth day of my LEOINEDES DIET. My ideal weight used to be 140 since I’m 5’8. But for the past year I indulged myself in the DIONISIAN style of living. Which is eat as much as you like and be damned about the weight. So I ballooned. But I told myself that I could always burn everything in the gym. Initially it worked. So the flab became muscle and I could run like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107975651093949178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107975651093949178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/03/editing-physique-im-now-on-sixth-day.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107969776484168342</id><published>2004-03-19T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T05:02:40.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last week, the Computer that was connected to the internet wont boot up. Because of the endless brownouts &amp; the over written hard drive took its toll on CARBONEK. I dont usually name my pcs but I aquired this knack from my students who have more than one computer and they tell me that it saves them the time to indicate which is which. Plus it gives the pcs a more humane touch. they dont like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107969776484168342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107969776484168342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/03/last-week-computer-that-was-connected.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107786123204249210</id><published>2004-02-26T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T22:00:56.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday I shot with an all female production crew. It was a real blast!  They were so efficient that we finished after four hours of filming. When the main actor didn’t show up, before I can ask why they already had a replacement standing on the wings. And a better actor yet.Now after trying this, I don’t think I would ever want to go back to an all male crew. Plus they smell better and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107786123204249210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107786123204249210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/02/last-saturday-i-shot-with-all-female.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107642386624017913</id><published>2004-02-10T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T19:03:28.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the logo of the new project im currently in pre-production now. I just cant believe it! I just took a few hours off from finishing the final cut of the Jungle movie and suddenly a new idea pops up.. Test shots came in and they prove very promising. I already did a few minutes of a teaser trailer. More on this as it develops.Im doing some optical line-ups and it?s not a very exciting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107642386624017913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107642386624017913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-is-logo-of-new-project-im.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107467924986497247</id><published>2004-01-21T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T02:02:49.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I shot my 1st jungle footages about a week and a half ago, much to my horror I discovered that the steadicam was missing a bronze screw in the bottom plate. It controls the stabilization pole. I searched far and wide but… it was like looking for a needle in a savannah. Wrote the company about my missing screw and in three days they replied and said that they were going to send me 3 spare </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107467924986497247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107467924986497247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/01/when-i-shot-my-1st-jungle-footages.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107443699742789955</id><published>2004-01-18T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T06:45:12.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just returned from an on location shoot outside of manila. My entire back and upper arms hurts like hell. Used the steadicam and even though I got the shots to slide perfectly to a tee without a bump or a jar, it was such a fucker on the right and left forearms. Something that the manual and steadicam instructor FAILED TO INFORM ME!They tout it as the next best thing since the crane and the jib</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107443699742789955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107443699742789955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2004/01/just-returned-from-on-location-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107292022904342805</id><published>2003-12-31T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T06:39:53.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Footage from my latest project. The restoration of a music video I did several years ago. PRODUCTION MANAGER:” Why did you have to change it? I liked it the first time.FLIM: “ I don’t know. I just wasn’t too crazy with the first cut. Budgetary limitation Aside we didn’t have the technical access for my vision of what hell truly looked like.PRODUCTION MANAGER: “ So is this what hell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107292022904342805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107292022904342805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/12/footage-from-my-latest-project.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107288953105254329</id><published>2003-12-31T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T08:55:42.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is what I’m working on now. Selina’s yaya went on a two-week holiday for the Christmas break. So that meant Cess and me would take turns in watching over the baby full time.Last Friday, I volunteered to take Selina to the mall.CESS: “ Why don’t you take our cook to accompany you.”FLIM: “ Nah I want to spend some quality time with the baby. Take her around. Look at some books and toys, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107288953105254329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107288953105254329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/12/this-is-what-im-working-on-now.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107131801249371144</id><published>2003-12-13T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T17:50:19.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE FELLOWSHIP OF ACTION FIGURES THERE IS NO LIFE IN THE VOID!FLIM: “ HOW much for that SAURON action figure?”SALESLADY: “ 1,150! “FLIM: “ How much for the one that includes SARUMAN? “SALESLADY: “ 1380.”THERE IS NO LIFE IN THE VOID!FLIM: “ But my friend said that he got SAURON with SARUMAN for 1,150. Why and when was the price raised?” BUILD ME AN ARMY WORTHY OF MORDOR!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107131801249371144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107131801249371144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/12/fellowship-of-action-figures-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-107002457100295063</id><published>2003-11-28T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T05:03:39.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven’t been able to write anything new for the past weeks. I have been too busy Yesterday I took the time to take CESS out to watch MASTER AND THE COMMANDER. She’s been very worried about SELINA that she doesn’t sleep regularly.I’m also worried and working up until 400 in the morning leaves me little time to sleep.So I persuaded her to take a breather.After the movie We had lunch in this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107002457100295063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/107002457100295063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/11/havent-been-able-to-write-anything-new.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106877366359781461</id><published>2003-11-13T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T17:42:00.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PRE-PROD PART-1Production assistant: “ Ok what do you need?FLIM: I need a location that has dense foliage and dark green vegetations. I don’t like plants that looked like it hasn’t been watered for days. I want it to look really wet. Production assistant:  TANAY RIZAL?FLIM:” Are you kidding me? Every local film production always go to TANAY Rizal for their Jungle location! NO! We have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106877366359781461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106877366359781461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/11/pre-prod-part-1-production-assistant.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106757547436933580</id><published>2003-10-30T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T20:50:53.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HALLOWED EVE So here I am at the eve of Halloween, doing what? WHAT ELSE but creating MONSTERS! APT ISN’T IT? Like a mad scientist I have not seen the light of day for…uhm days. Locked inside my laboratory I sew pieces of different limbs and body parts to create something new. But alas. Nothing is ever new. All of them have been done before. VIRGIL and the Greek poets, VICTOR VON FRANKENSTEIN, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106757547436933580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106757547436933580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/10/hallowed-eve-so-here-i-am-at-eve-of.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106644252641548313</id><published>2003-10-17T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T20:48:00.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1ST   TENTACLESTEADICAM ASSEMBLED! Joe and me put together the contraption in less than an hour.Distribution of weights were designed on heavy the camera is. Meaning, you have to change the poundage when you change lenses. The giant telephoto extensions for the bolex add five pounds, while the wide-angle attachment somewhere between two to four.The battery that I use which can take up to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106644252641548313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106644252641548313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/10/1st-tentacle-steadicam-assembled-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106553739120904939</id><published>2003-10-07T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T07:39:51.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FLIM: “ Anyway…her school teacher asked Selina if she was enjoying herself. And Selina looks at her with her big eyes and said,  ‘ S..U..C..K…M..Y..A..S..S.”I was in the canteen with my fellow teacher, TATS , DOCTORA TACAR and our funny chairperson MRS B. TATS:  “Well you should have heard what my niece told my mother when she was scolded by my Mom, She said, “ASSHOLE!”FLIM: “ NO SHIT! “</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106553739120904939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106553739120904939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/10/flim-anywayher-school-teacher-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106445183440143334</id><published>2003-09-24T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T07:21:23.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s been almost a week and the steadicam hasn’t been assembled yet or taken out from the box. Too busy writing the 2nd act of the script. And then editing and polishing the scripts of my students for the planned graphic novel. And trying to contact some printers. Thanks to Carl for referring decent printers.Gosh I must be really getting old. I remember when I get a new toy, I just can’t sleep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106445183440143334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106445183440143334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/09/its-been-almost-week-and-steadicam.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106376155497645710</id><published>2003-09-16T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T19:06:50.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GLIDING THE SKYYEEHAWWWWWWW!!!!!  A new weapon to add to my arsenal!I got this tuesday evening. This very expensive package costs a hefty sum and now it’s within my hands! It’s partial payment for a film script I’m writing for my old friend and fellow filmmaker, GI JOEI have never written a film script for anyone. I basically write for myself. But Joe and I have been helping each other out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106376155497645710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106376155497645710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/09/gliding-sky-yeehawwwwwww-new-weapon-to.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106342670964718091</id><published>2003-09-12T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T18:18:57.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE BLACK SWEARING JEDIMADDONA AND CHILD VS. FLIMEnchancing and beefing up an MTV I did a few years back,Selina opens the door and sits beside me.She then grabs the DVD that Cess told me to throw away.SELINA: “ PHLAY..SAWT PAKKHHH! “I ignore her. SELINA: ‘ PHLAY SAWT PAKKKHHHH! “FLIM: “ NO! Your  Mother said , NO MORE SAWT PAKKHHH!SO NO MORE SAWT PAKHHHHH! “SELINA: “ PHLAY SAWT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106342670964718091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106342670964718091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/09/black-swearing-jedi-maddona-and-child.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106291041650414363</id><published>2003-09-06T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T04:35:04.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MADDONA AND CHILD MOMMENT 2CESS: “ SEE? SEE? I TOLD YOU NOT TO LET HER WATCH THAT CARTOON? NOW LOOK AT HER! SHE’S ALREADY SWEARING! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! FLIM: “ What can I do? I slip in SOUTH PACIFIC, she ejects it! I put in SOUND OF MUSIC, she EJECTS IT! SNOW WHITE,EJECT! EJECT!She loves putting in SOUTH PARK!”CESS: “ How is she going to get in a decent school when she cusses like that. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106291041650414363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106291041650414363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/09/maddona-and-child-momment-2-cess-see.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106263074132137456</id><published>2003-09-03T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T21:21:17.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MADDONA AND CHILD MOMMENTSelina came into the bedroom last Saturday morning. CESS: “ Hi cutie. Say hello to Mommy.”Selina smiles and embraces Cess.But she doesnt say anything.CESS: " Come on...say,hello Mommy."  SELINA: “ S…U…C…K!!!!!!”CESS:“NOEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106263074132137456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106263074132137456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/09/maddona-and-child-momment-selina-came.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106168926775677882</id><published>2003-08-23T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T05:30:56.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARMY OF SPAMSThere are so many ways to cook spam.I think  I've tried them all.Spam is not a member of the front liners in my cupboard. Its stacked waayyyyy back. A contingency plan when the meal for the day is not of my liking. It's beside the PORTUGESE sardine, spiced well. Its beside the Pink salmon sardines which i can fry with my special secret sauce. and the ever present Corned beef with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106168926775677882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106168926775677882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/08/army-of-spams-there-are-so-many-ways.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106122734298226443</id><published>2003-08-18T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T18:15:08.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was given a new cellphone with a coloured monitor. Now, I'm not a tech junkie when it comes to phones.I mean i dont give a shit if its the classic 6150 that was previously stolen from me in acomic shop.I'm a techie when it comes to videos and film since that 's what i love to tinker with. But cellphones, not really. Anyway when I started fidling with my new 3530 i suddenly discoeverd how much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106122734298226443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106122734298226443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-was-given-new-cellphone-with.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106116448640362998</id><published>2003-08-17T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T19:27:39.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I accompanied Cess to watch the LEAGUE OF EXTRAORDINARY GENTLEMEN. This was my second viewing and I wasn't very pleased.FLIM: " The first time I watched it, I had myself branded like a fucking cow in the morning  so I can accompany you when you decide to watch in the evening. Cattle branding occurs when they stamp your arm with a violet like pigment  by the ticket collector when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106116448640362998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106116448640362998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/08/yesterday-i-accompanied-cess-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106110003932669543</id><published>2003-08-16T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T07:23:04.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>" She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide worldShe's a stupid bitch if there ever was a bitchShe's a bitch to all the boys and girlsOn Monday she's a bitchOn Tuesday she's a bitchOn Wednsday through Saturday she's a bitchThen on Sunday, just to be different, she's a superkinkamayamayabeeatchHave you ever met my friend Kyle's mom?She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide worldShe's a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106110003932669543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106110003932669543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/08/shes-biggest-bitch-in-whole-wide-world.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106096157672545036</id><published>2003-08-15T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T22:54:55.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Selina has been strangely fixated with movie musicals. Everytime she enters the editing room she carries with her her dvds of WINNIE THE PHOO, ROBIN HOOD, SHRECK, and SOUTH PACIFIC. She really loves the HAPPY SONG and , " THERE IS NOTHING LIKE A DAME" For my part I enjoy watching her mimic the song and dance routine.But there's more to life than Roger and Hammerstein and WALT DISNEY. So I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106096157672545036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106096157672545036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/08/selina-has-been-strangely-fixated-with.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-106042669343144595</id><published>2003-08-09T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T08:43:49.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARCHIVE IN THE MORNING! ARCHIVING IN THE EVENING! Doing four different versions of a film that should have been finished isn't my idea of a good time. So I hop my way to Robinsons to watch LEAGUE.I didn;t have any high expectations because I have been forewarned by critical reviews on line.Not to mention the terrible trailer and horrible lobby pictures.I don't know if it was because I  watched</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106042669343144595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/106042669343144595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/08/archive-in-morning-archiving-in.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105936225139041270</id><published>2003-07-27T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T03:56:35.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Read this from SUPERO H " Keanu Reeves' next action hero won't have Neo's steady Zen-like calm, but it was the fiery passion that made the role of Hellblazer so attractive, according to the "Matrix" star."[It's] his anger. He's angry, but he's got a good heart," Reeves said recently of the comic book badass, whose real name is John Constantine.In the "Hellblazer" comic, which is aimed at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105936225139041270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105936225139041270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/read-this-from-supero-h-keanu-reeves.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105904897902446802</id><published>2003-07-24T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T06:26:56.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw some of the images of this new BATMAN short film and by the look of it, seems preety amazing. The costume is staright out of DARK KNIGHT returns and ALEX ROSS's War on crime.But the fan crowd is divided into two. Some really love it while the other half hated it. The subject of the contention was that the dialogue between BATMAN and The JOKER was totally bad and that the ALIEN creature </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105904897902446802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105904897902446802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-saw-some-of-images-of-this-new.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105879455902121979</id><published>2003-07-21T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T07:58:35.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUARTER GIVEN-IV ‘ I thought I was poisoned? “ The devil fondled his horn and looked at me pensively. “ Before you were poisoned. She offered your death to the Demon, TALOS. It seems that your girl friend is a black witch adept.”“ What can I say? I sure know how to pick em.” Did I say that out loud?I then stamped my foot and said, “ So what? How can I avenge myself and why the hell are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105879455902121979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105879455902121979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/quarter-given-iv-i-thought-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105788549268624895</id><published>2003-07-10T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T18:08:22.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUARTER GIVEN-IIIHe started to talk but my mind drifted away. Nina poisoned me! I was dead! I WAS GOING TO HELL! I was poisoned by somebody I thought, loved me. I’m dead but I still feel alive. I’m going to hell so I must have lived a horrible life. But I DIDN’T! I gave alms to the poor! Every Sunday on my way to Church I gave to this old lady with the broken arm with the dented milk can! I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105788549268624895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105788549268624895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/quarter-given-iii-he-started-to-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105754827027725172</id><published>2003-07-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T19:38:12.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUARTER GIVEN PART II“ POISONED? I WAS POISONED? WHO POISONED ME? WHO? “ I started screaming again.     “ He’s dumb too! One thing about my luck, it’s always consistent. Got myself another mindless biblical offender. I always get those. But not GAMOTH. No,no,no! He gets the superior intellect variety! The “ those who can change the world’ types! Of course he gets incredible deals and pacts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105754827027725172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105754827027725172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/quarter-given-part-ii-poisoned-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105744726634606348</id><published>2003-07-05T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T16:21:06.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was going thru an old box of stuffs that contained my college years. I found pieces of love notes and short stories that I made. This is the dumbest piece I have found so far.    QUARTER GIVENI wasn’t sure how to react when I saw him. I mean my brain was screaming “RUN AWAY! “ While my legs pleaded for me to stay in place and hoped that I would be ignored. This tug of war went on for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105744726634606348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105744726634606348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-was-going-thru-old-box-of-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105710470863708714</id><published>2003-07-01T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T17:11:48.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Read in AIN’T IT COOL that Herzog is making a Loch ness Monster movie film. This is another childhood passion of mine aside from Heavy metal and comic books.MONSTERS! Cinema spawned or culturally born!I watched the PATRICK BERGEN film, LOCH NESS that was pretty stupid. I also saw the TED DAWSON film, another horrible enterprise.So far no one has made the ultimate LOCH NESS MONSTER FILM. And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105710470863708714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105710470863708714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/07/read-in-aint-it-cool-that-herzog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105693807072613570</id><published>2003-06-29T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Led Zep double DVD disc arrived 2 weeks ago. Wasn’t able to enjoy it since I was busy with the finishing touches of the Film. Now I’m playing it every single day. I missed these guys. They were always with me while I was in high school. I had every single record that came out and played it every single day.LED ZEP WAS THE GREATEST ROCK AND ROLL BAND TO WALK THE EARTH!Their concerts were 3-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105693807072613570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105693807072613570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/my-led-zep-double-dvd-disc-arrived-2.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-105687128537621691</id><published>2003-06-29T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passed by Cquest yesterday and found out that Dc reprinted the stories done by Alan Moore. WHAT A BITCH! I spent a lot of time tracking down those stories way back in the 90s. The Clay face story I got from Spencer’s shop for a an arm and a leg while The Superman Dave gibbon drawn story I got for around twenty five pesos or less. I just wished that Dc did this way back when I was so into Alan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105687128537621691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/105687128537621691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/passed-by-cquest-yesterday-and-found.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95930044</id><published>2003-06-22T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IRONIESDuring my lecture last Thursday I was shocked when during free discussions, most of the students told me that they don’t like to read.STUDENT: “ My Name is Rosario Malunhuadot, my hobbies is surfing and hanging out with my friends and I don’t like to read…STUDENT2: ”My name is Merci dela…I like to watch t.v….hang out and dance in with frends…I hate reading anything…I don’t know why</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95930044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95930044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/ironies-during-my-lecture-last-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95826325</id><published>2003-06-19T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gerry dropped by,courtesy of the net. His name just popped on my screen while I was doing the subtitling. As always Our conversations are interesting.It’s been pointed out to me that we are debasing ourselves with the way we talk to each other. Oh Contraire. It’s a manifestation of how at ease and relax we are with our collaborations that insults and jabs that would hurt normal people just simply</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95826325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95826325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/gerry-dropped-bycourtesy-of-net.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95681178</id><published>2003-06-15T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LAst  Sunday was BON-BONS Birthday. BUt fucking destiny was down for almost a week! Anyway  This post was supposed to be sunday so, I wont edit the damn whole thing! She's currently inside the Editing chamber watching SHREK. AS much as it distrubs me while subtitling I have to give way it's my Bon-Bons birthday. She barges inside the chamber demandin two dvds to watch. So for the zillionth time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95681178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95681178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/last-sunday-was-bon-bons-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95637570</id><published>2003-06-13T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DINERHad dinner with Cecile’s friends. Nope they’re not the Zombie Squad from the bank she used to work in. These are the fun people I always play CRANIUM with and what interesting battles we used to have. Had dinner at CHINA CLUB. Great food except for the Lemon chicken, which totally tasted like chicken draped in cough syrup. Cess said that they used lemon concentrate instead of the real </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95637570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95637570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/diner-had-dinner-with-ceciles-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95538342</id><published>2003-06-10T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally I’m almost there! After a month of self imposed exile from the outside world, my sentence will finally be over. I will see the sun shine in the morning and feel its warmth on my neck as I ride my trusty IRON horse to destinations called for by my hedonisticcravings!The film has clocked at 3 hours and four minutes! Imagine subtitling it when 88 percent is allotted to talking heads! And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95538342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95538342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/finally-im-almost-there-after-month-of.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95319882</id><published>2003-06-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Defragged again! Another 9 hours of down time. Watched STAR WARS EPISODE 4 while waiting. And it’s still my favorite STAR WARS FILM OF ALL TIME. FUCK EMPIRE STRIKES BACK! Just because its Grim and gritty doesn’t mean crap! It does not mean it’s more mature just because DARTH VADER assumed the evil father role.In fact it began Lucas decline as an effective storyteller! Further compounded when in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95319882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95319882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/defragged-again-another-9-hours-of-down.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95221541</id><published>2003-06-02T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In between rendering times and subtitling chores that never seems to let up despite the Herculean effort I put into it,I watched THE PIANISTbecause I had to defrag the system, which took seven hours.So on my plate is a feature on BATTERED WOMEN and for relaxation I watch a film about THE HOLOCAUST! Some break. But I love the film. It should have won BEST PICTURE instead of that ridiculous and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95221541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95221541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/06/in-between-rendering-times-and.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95104482</id><published>2003-05-30T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE SUBTITLES! I FUCKING HATE THEM! Why can’t someone invent a universal translator by now. There is certain nuisance lost when changing one language from the other. Plus the fact that the viewer is distracted ninety percent of the time. When he reads the subtitles he fails the notice important visual cues that the person is making or a certain plot significance because he is busy reading it!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95104482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95104482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-hate-subtitles-i-fucking-hate-them.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95028675</id><published>2003-05-29T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Selina is constantly on my side while I subtitled! She suddenly developed a strong fixation to my SHREK two disk special ed. constantly asking me to repeat the karaoke feature! She's the only thing that can make me chuckle for the past weeks as I am deeply entrenched in the combat zone. She has this other strange talent ,assembling 36 piece puzzles in four minutes flat! I'm beginning to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95028675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95028675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/selina-is-constantly-on-my-side-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95028592</id><published>2003-05-29T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cry Havoc and let loose the puppies of discontent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95028592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95028592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/cry-havoc-and-let-loose-puppies-of.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-95028459</id><published>2003-05-29T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For two days a succession of brownouts left me totally devasted I’m already on a tight deadline where every second counts. I don’t sleep like normal human beings do so I can finish the project. I’m the Flash. Doing four different things at the same time. Subtitling is a BITCH I tell you! But I manage. I don’t even have time to play with the BON-BON. (Well I manage a few minutes! I mean how can I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95028459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/95028459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/for-two-days-succession-of-brownouts.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94938173</id><published>2003-05-27T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I will!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94938173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94938173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94937854</id><published>2003-05-27T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This BATTERED women film is battering the hell out of me.I can feel every punch,kick and other indignities the men have visited on this poor helpless women. Now I feel like a brutalized young lady cowering in one small corner of this darkened room.The only consolation I have is that after I have finished putting all of this together I can walk away from it and get on with my social life. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94937854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94937854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/this-battered-women-film-is-battering.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94937727</id><published>2003-05-27T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I havent left the editing room for two  weeks! ARGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94937727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94937727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-havent-left-editing-room-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94676086</id><published>2003-05-21T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alanguilan passed by the house and brought some KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN. As a form of appeasement I guess.He then went on a full blown campaign of ressurecting the already DORMANT BY 4 MONTHS  WASTED THE MOVIE PROJECT, due  to his unerring sense of commitment and dedication.He said that he would be free by the first week of June which is good because as of now, I'm so totally booked that I can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94676086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94676086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/alanguilan-passed-by-house-and-brought.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94675779</id><published>2003-05-21T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My fingers are sore and branded with the alphabet insignia of my keyboard. My ears ceased to hear the world around me, choosing instead to fixate on the loud cries of enslaved women trapped in an endless loop. My backache’s and on my skin, the chair has written Babylonian scripts that can only be read under a fluorescent lamp.My feet has grown tap roots and would soon blossom after a week </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94675779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94675779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/my-fingers-are-sore-and-branded-with.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94642090</id><published>2003-05-20T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MATRIX RELOADED FILM REVIEWBLAM,POW,SPLAT,BOOM,BUDDAH,BUDDA,BUDDAZING,BLAM,KERPOW,SPLAT!BOOM! BOOM!BOOM!BUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLETTTTTTT  TTTIIIMMMEEEE!plotBLAM,POW,SPLAT,BOOM,BUDDAH,BUDDA,BUDDAZING,BLAM,KERPOW,SPLAT!BOOM! BOOM!BOOM!BUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLETTTTTTT  TTTIIIMMMEEEE!plotBLAM,POW,SPLAT,BOOM,BUDDAH,BUDDA,BUDDAZING,BLAM,KERPOW,SPLAT!BOOM! BOOM!BOOM!BUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLETTTTTTT</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94642090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94642090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/matrix-reloaded-film-review.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94236226</id><published>2003-05-12T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Accompanied Cess to watch XMEN last night.I had to sit thru and watch that stupid film again! Ironic that when the first one came out I loved it so much and watched it seven times and got teh dvd too! But this lastest installment ...UGHHHH! Saw the trailer of DArKNESS FALLS. My seatmate said that it looked great. BOY IS THAT IDIOT IN FOR A SURPRISE! BINLADEN should have just dumped the jets in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94236226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94236226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/accompanied-cess-to-watch-xmen-last.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94179571</id><published>2003-05-11T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent yesterday's afternoon in Polo club watching Selina run around the field chasing someone's frisbee.( MENTAL NOTE: Buy her one.)Will teach her how to fling it, TRON'S STYLE.I on the other hand walked barefoot in the grass. I read somewhere that walking barefoot on the earth gives you healthy attributes.After twenty minutes I felt like I stepped on a couple of horse dung and felt none the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94179571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94179571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/spent-yesterdays-afternoon-in-polo-club.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94130981</id><published>2003-05-10T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watched JUNGLE BOOK with Selina. Still a classic! The songs are great and the villain. superb! SHERE KHAN tops my all time Disney’s best villains! Charming, condecending, lethal and properly BRITISH! I have been a George Sander's fan since I saw IVANHOE when I was a kid.“ State your lineage. ARE YOU NORMAN OR SAXON! “‘ I AM SAXON! “ (When I was in grade 3 I wondered what the hell was the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94130981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94130981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/watched-jungle-book-with-selina.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-94100835</id><published>2003-05-10T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DARKNESS FALLS …FLAT!Just watched DARKNESS FALLS! Watched the documentary that accompanied it. The director said that he didn’t like to do the usual slasher film and that he wanted to do something like JAWS and ALIENS, TOTAL CLASSICS. The writer in his turn said that he wanted to subvert the horror genre and come up with something original. WELL THEY CAME UP WITH SOMETHING THEY DIDN’T WANT! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94100835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/94100835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/darkness-falls-flat-just-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-93932118</id><published>2003-05-07T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got the following dvds,SNOW QUEEN, THE MAN FROM ELYSIAN FIELDS,TALK TO HER . DREAMS,  THE DANGEROUS LIVES OF ALTAR BOYS, QUEEN THE VIDEO HITS and DARKNESS FALLS  Now I have twenty five titles which I can't even watch because of the MAMMOTH PROJECT I'm editing.But now Im afraid I wont be doing even that for a couple of days or more. A New project just came up.Have to do it to pay for the damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/93932118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/93932118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/got-following-dvds-snow-queen-man-from.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775717.post-93901881</id><published>2003-05-06T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:51:32.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How can the government still allow MERALCO to operate when it has irrefutable proof that the company is stealing from the consumers,an astronomical amount of money?AND THEY STILL CHARGE THE PPA! WHEN THEY SHOULD REFUND THE MONEY THEY STOLE FROM US!I say boycott the people behind Meralco who uses it as a cashcow to fund their other projects! BOYCOTT the TV station which is owned by the same people</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/93901881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3775717/posts/default/93901881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flim.blogspot.com/2003/05/how-can-government-still-allow-meralco.html' title=''/><author><name>FLIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10237335818472987486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOVGjuH5KBk/SSTZ75VEsLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BrgLyIy3o_8/S220/ROCKSTAR.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
