Anyway, about City of Glass, I've watched it twice already. It's not that I thought that highly of it, but more like I watched it once with my class and fell asleep half way through. Hey, I was very tired that's all. So I watched it again with Paoch and Ming. I like it...hehe...

I don't know...Poach says it is only ok, and Ming pointed out all the ridiculous lines or details in the show. But all I could see was the movie was beautiful. For one thing, I liked the shots. London looked very beautiful and the repeated shots of reflections of Hongkong from the glass windows of the skyscrapers was slightly cliche but pretty.

I can't really point out the good points of the show to defend it, but I just felt very good watching it. It gave me a nice feeling. Nice not in the sense it is a chick flick, but that at least I felt something. Most of the time, I don't feel anything about the movies I watch. Even if it was a good movie, if I don't feel it, I forget it.

Sometimes, it may not be the whole movie that moves me. One example is Man in the Iron Mask. I didn't really love the show that much, but only one scene really touched me. The 3 musketeers and Leonardo DiCaprio were trapped into a corner and had to turn back to charge at the guards instead. It was so beautiful. Obviously the guards opened fire, smoke was everywhere, then they stopped to see if anyone was hit. Out of the smoke emerged the four guys, walking side by side in one row, you know, wtih honour and pride and stuff like that. When the guards were ordered to shoot again, they hestitated and eventually threw the guns down. I know this is lame and predictable, but I liked the honour and bravery kind of thing.

Oh, Titanic too. One scene just sticks to my mind. If you are wondering, no, it's not the one with the very steamy car. hehe. It is the shot from above Kate Winslet when she was lying on the plank of wood waiting to die. Humming a song too if I'm not wrong. Anyway, I thought it looked so pretty. Imagine the dark waters around that rectangular piece of wood. Kate Winslet all white, lying there in this distorted position wearing this flimsy pastel dress. ( hey, flimsy is not the point. ) I thought the whole picture looked like this pretty artpiece displaying a lonely doll. Oh well, that sounds weird, but I really had that kind of feeling.

I wonder how come I went on from City of Glass to Titanic. Oh, another thing I cannot forget about the City of Glass is the music. I don't know the name of this song, but it plays over and over in my mind. It starts something like "Try to remember that day in September..." Something like that. Ooh, pretty song too.

I also wonder why I associate everything with pretty.