Aku bangun pagi tadi, terkejut sakan aku bila aku tengok, tiga ekor ikan yang aku beli ituhari, dah mati. Macam mati serentak gitu. Apa pasal ek? Ker pasal semalam aku taruk oxygen stone tuh? Puas aku fikir apa pasal boleh mati, apa pasal yang satu tuh (yang paling mahal) tak mati pulak? So sekarang tinggal dua ekor aje lah ikan aku, yang paling murah sama yang paling mahal.
Aku pergi kerja awal jugak harinih, macam semalam jugak. Sibuk jugak hari nih sebab semalam tak dapat nak buat apa sangat, itu yang benyak kerja yang kena buat harinih. David banyak kali keluar, pergi gym, pergi kedai etc, Hal pulak, banyaklah cekadaknya, nak berak lah, nak buat catherter lah, nak suruh urut lah.
Gusi aku tiba-tiba sakit lagi, so aku kata kat Hal, yang kalau aku moody sikit, jangan ambik hati. Memang sakit sangat. Then bila David balik, diaorang tanya aku kalau-kalau aku nak blah awal, tapi aku kata aku ok dah sikit. Yang by the time aku habis kerja, aku dah tak rasa sakit pun dah. Entah lah, apa pasal lama gusi aku nih sakitnya? Datang tak menentu pulak tuh, kadang ok, kadang sakit.
Hal pun tak sihat jugak benarnya, makan pun tak lalu. Itu yang aku malas nak blah awal tuh. Lagipun aku fikir jugak yang minggu depan aku cuti sehari, so kalau aku blah awal harinih, sikitlah nanti duit gaji aku.
Balik kerja, aku terus ke Columbus Circle, tengok wayang pukul 7-25 pm, film Rachel Getting Married. Aku dah tak berapa nak tengok filem tuh sebab mak David dah tengok semalam, dia kata tak best film tuh. Aku nak tengok pasal review film tuh best, Anne Hathaway pulak yang berlakun, nampak gayanya dia sure akan dicalunkan untuk Oscar. Keira Knightley pun (The Duchess, yang aku tengok minggu lepas) gayanya dicalunkan jugak nanti nih, best lakunan diaorang.
Ini sinopsis/review film tuh:
Despite the joyful occasion referred to in the title, the fractured Buchman family is deeply unhappy, and it shows. They are gathering for the marriage of eldest sister, Rachel (Rosmarie DeWitt), to musician Sidney (Tunde Adebimpe). Anne Hathaway plays younger sister Kym, a troubled woman who has been in and out of drug rehab since she was teenager.
Though she’s been clean for 9 months and diligently attends support meetings, her troubles are apparent to everyone around her. When Kym walks into a convenience store near her home, the clerk asks her if she’s been on Cops. She returns to her family home with trepidation, clearly still atoning for the horrific tragedy her addiction has wreaked on the kin. Father Paul (Bill Irwin) meanwhile, doesn’t help matters with his incessant, overprotective worrying.
But whereas Kym feels as transparent as the cellophane on a package of cigarettes, Rachel, the older, more grounded sister feels invisible. Rachel has done everything correctly: gone to school, gotten a job, found a life partner and is about to marry him. But from the moment Kym walks through the front door the spotlight is diverted completely. Beneath the politely strained platitudes voiced by the siblings, it is apparent Rachel has been suffering in silence for years. Though she tries her hardest to be magnanimous, Rachel cannot understand why, after a lifetime playing by the rules, she has always flown under her father’s radar. The sisters’ divorced and remarried mother (Debra Winger) hangs around the edges of their lives in only the most tangential way, leaving the girls to navigate their murky relationship by themselves.
As the wedding approaches, the cracks in their family dynamic become ever more apparent. This slow unraveling is set against the rapidly approaching wedding, which is done in an Indian style - all vivid colors and shiny fabrics, with music wafting throughout the house at all hours of the day.
Screenwriter Jenny Lumet has made a brave choice in not making her characters entirely sympathetic. By refusing to adhere to any typical conventions regarding relationships (such as unconditional love between siblings), larger truths are inferred by the audience. For all her flaws, Kym is not a bad person, just a selfish person as all addicts are selfish people. Rachel cannot abide by her sister’s need to take up space. Rachel then, too is selfish. But the kind of selfishness on display in Rachel Getting Married is the kind inherent to all families – the desire to spare each other pain by hiding their own pain until it is too late to do anything about it.
Aside from Demme and Lumet’s achievement, there are great performances all around, with special praise for Hathaway: she is a revelation playing against type. After a powerful scene in which Kym confronts her mother for failing to predict great sorrow, Anne shows us vividly the stages of misery: uncontrollable sobbing, heated rage, and mindless self-destruction, followed at last by the quiet contemplation that settles in after all the tears have fallen, what C.S. Lewis called the “feeling that nothing is ever going to happen again.”
Rachel Getting Married is the kind of film that’s sure to drum up lots of Oscar talk and wild predictions by critics. It may be deserved. But with or without awards hype, this little drama deserves to be seen by wider audiences.
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Aku dapat email dari organizer dinner tuh, laaaa, ditunda lagi sekali, ke 21 Oktober lah pulak. Malas lah aku pergi sebab aku dah confirmed nak cuti this Wednesday, tak kan nak cuti lagi sekali nanti tuh kan? Pasal 31 Oktober tuh aku cadang nak cuti lagi, itu hari penting tuh.
