Tak habis lagi sakit perut King Mongkut tuh agaknya sebab masa aku angkut dia ke katil, ada selepek taik kat bontot dia. Aku nak angkut dia ke bilikair tapi dia kata tak payahlah sebab dia nak berak lepas lunch. Aku tahu, dia nak suruh aku urut dia lama-lama lah tuh sebab Dav*d ke gym, dan aku pun dah tak ada kerja lain nak buat sebab dah aku buat semalam semuanya tuh.
So terpaksalah aku mengurut dia, dekat dua jam. Nasib baik aku siap-siap ambik cellphone aku, so tak terasa sangatlah mengurut dia tuh sesambil online. Elok aje aku siap, Dav*d pun balik, bawak kawan sepergymnan dia. Lepas lunch baru lah angkut King Mongkut ke bilikair. Sementara dia berak, aku sama Dav*d tengok dvd filem My Best Friend's Girl, filem yang menepati citarasa diaorang, filem bodoh, filem tergedik-gedik gitu.
Cuma towards the end aje menarik jalan ceritanya, so aku tipu lah King Mongkut (sebab aku nak habiskan tengok film tuh), aku kata yang masa aku nak bersihkan dia, masih ada taik yang perlu dia berakkan, sedangkan puas dia menerannya, tak ada apa pun yang keluar, ekekekeke.
"I'm having my midlife crisis,Joe", kata King Mongkut masa dia suruh aku sapukan seluruh badan dia dengan lotion sebab badan dia menggerutu.
"I've already had mine", aku kata kat dia gitu. Aku perli sebenarnya, tapi dia tak faham kot. Lepas tuh aku biarkan dia melepak dalam sesetengah jam gitu. Lepas buat catherter, masa nak pakaikan dia pampers, dia suruh aku sapukan ubat kat celah kelangkang dia. Aku tengok merah dan bergerutu aje kulit dia di sepanjang pangkal telor dia tuh, macam ruam gitu. Melucas kulit-kulitnya. So aku sapukan lah ubat gatal, dulu pernah aku sapu ubat tapi aku guna q-tip tapi tadi tuh sebab nak cepat, aku terlupalah pulak, so aku sapu guna jari ajelah. Aku kuis-kuis gitu ajelah sebab geli aku menengoknya, apatah lagi nak dipegang, melekit aje. Pulak tuh, kote dia tuh mengacau aje kerjanya, aku nak sapu kat kanan, kote tuh terlentuk ke kanan. Aku nak sapu di kiri, dia pun ikut terlentuk ke kiri. Sabar jer lah.
Elok aje lepas aku sapu ubat tuh, terus aku tiup-tiup, nak kasi ubat tuh kering. Empat lima kali aku meniup, baru aku terperasan, apa ke jadahnya aku meniup kote orang kan? Sebijik macam meniup birthday cake yang lilinnya sebatang aje, ekekekeke. Terus aku berhenti, aku macam terkedu gitu, ada rasa nak tergelak, ada rasa macam sedih. Nak tergelak tuh pasal itulah, secara otomatik aje aku boleh tiup kote dia tuh sebab nak keringkan ubat. Yang sedihnya pun sebab itu lah jugak, aku terfikir, yang betapa baiknya aku nih, secara otomatik aku boleh buat benda gitu. Dengan kata lain, kebaikan aku nih pun otomatik.
So bila dah tersedar keakwardannya tuh, aku guna towel ajelah untuk mengeringkan ubat gatal tuh. Aku kipas-kipas gitu lah, macam mengipas satay. Secucuk jer satay yang aku kipas, ekekekekeke.
Aku ke Pinang Restaurant habis kerja tuh, tapi sibuklah pulak kat restoran tuh, tak sembang pun dengan tokay kedai. Ram*n pun aku tak dapat jumpa sebab dia di dapur aje, aku nampak dia tapi dia tak perasan pun aku ada datang. Cadangnya nak plan dengan dia apa nak buat Selasa nanti, kalaulah dia nak keluar macam baru nih kan? Ituhari dia kata nak keluar makan lagi sama aku.
Since aku turun kat Lexington Avenue/63rd Street, aku kena lah merentas Central Park untuk ke Lincoln Plaza Cinema kat Upper West Side.
So terpaksalah aku mengurut dia, dekat dua jam. Nasib baik aku siap-siap ambik cellphone aku, so tak terasa sangatlah mengurut dia tuh sesambil online. Elok aje aku siap, Dav*d pun balik, bawak kawan sepergymnan dia. Lepas lunch baru lah angkut King Mongkut ke bilikair. Sementara dia berak, aku sama Dav*d tengok dvd filem My Best Friend's Girl, filem yang menepati citarasa diaorang, filem bodoh, filem tergedik-gedik gitu.
Cuma towards the end aje menarik jalan ceritanya, so aku tipu lah King Mongkut (sebab aku nak habiskan tengok film tuh), aku kata yang masa aku nak bersihkan dia, masih ada taik yang perlu dia berakkan, sedangkan puas dia menerannya, tak ada apa pun yang keluar, ekekekeke.
"I'm having my midlife crisis,Joe", kata King Mongkut masa dia suruh aku sapukan seluruh badan dia dengan lotion sebab badan dia menggerutu.
"I've already had mine", aku kata kat dia gitu. Aku perli sebenarnya, tapi dia tak faham kot. Lepas tuh aku biarkan dia melepak dalam sesetengah jam gitu. Lepas buat catherter, masa nak pakaikan dia pampers, dia suruh aku sapukan ubat kat celah kelangkang dia. Aku tengok merah dan bergerutu aje kulit dia di sepanjang pangkal telor dia tuh, macam ruam gitu. Melucas kulit-kulitnya. So aku sapukan lah ubat gatal, dulu pernah aku sapu ubat tapi aku guna q-tip tapi tadi tuh sebab nak cepat, aku terlupalah pulak, so aku sapu guna jari ajelah. Aku kuis-kuis gitu ajelah sebab geli aku menengoknya, apatah lagi nak dipegang, melekit aje. Pulak tuh, kote dia tuh mengacau aje kerjanya, aku nak sapu kat kanan, kote tuh terlentuk ke kanan. Aku nak sapu di kiri, dia pun ikut terlentuk ke kiri. Sabar jer lah.
Elok aje lepas aku sapu ubat tuh, terus aku tiup-tiup, nak kasi ubat tuh kering. Empat lima kali aku meniup, baru aku terperasan, apa ke jadahnya aku meniup kote orang kan? Sebijik macam meniup birthday cake yang lilinnya sebatang aje, ekekekeke. Terus aku berhenti, aku macam terkedu gitu, ada rasa nak tergelak, ada rasa macam sedih. Nak tergelak tuh pasal itulah, secara otomatik aje aku boleh tiup kote dia tuh sebab nak keringkan ubat. Yang sedihnya pun sebab itu lah jugak, aku terfikir, yang betapa baiknya aku nih, secara otomatik aku boleh buat benda gitu. Dengan kata lain, kebaikan aku nih pun otomatik.
So bila dah tersedar keakwardannya tuh, aku guna towel ajelah untuk mengeringkan ubat gatal tuh. Aku kipas-kipas gitu lah, macam mengipas satay. Secucuk jer satay yang aku kipas, ekekekekeke.
Aku ke Pinang Restaurant habis kerja tuh, tapi sibuklah pulak kat restoran tuh, tak sembang pun dengan tokay kedai. Ram*n pun aku tak dapat jumpa sebab dia di dapur aje, aku nampak dia tapi dia tak perasan pun aku ada datang. Cadangnya nak plan dengan dia apa nak buat Selasa nanti, kalaulah dia nak keluar macam baru nih kan? Ituhari dia kata nak keluar makan lagi sama aku.
Since aku turun kat Lexington Avenue/63rd Street, aku kena lah merentas Central Park untuk ke Lincoln Plaza Cinema kat Upper West Side.
Aku jalan slow-slow gitu, sambil makan aiskrim, sesambil tengok orang. Wayang pukul 7-05, penuh jugak panggung, yang aku tengok kebanyakannya orang-orang Jews, yang pakai topi macam ketayap tuh. Memang pun, film yang aku tengok, Lemon Tree, kisah di Palestine, conflict antara Arabs sama Yahudi laknat tuh. Best film tuh, lakunannya bagus, walaupun hampir dua jam film tuh tapi tak terasa pun.
Ini sinopsis/review filem tuh yang aku copy/paste aje:
The middle-aged, lonely but attractive Arab woman who protects her families generations old lemon tree orchards by going through the Israel justice system rather than throwing a grenade epitomizes the balanced and rational approach that Palestinians need to take. Israel is a democracy. The only free democracy in the Middle-East where Israeli Arabs are afforded a fair and just day in court.
The Israel secret service claims that the lemon grove is a threat to the security of the Israel minister. The Shabak states that Islamic terrorists could hide among the trees in their attempt to infiltrate a terror attack on the minister or other Jews in Israel. Salma decides against all odds to fight for her trees. And her legal and global media battle take her to the Israel High Court. On the other side of the grove, Mira Navon, the Minister's wife, is also undergoing a major change in her life. After fulfilling her duties for so many years, and despite the new house and her husband's new and powerful job, she feels unhappy. The events around her invisible new Palestinian neighbor gradually make her disgusted with her husband's approach to the whole affair and she finds herself defying what is expected of her.
The Lemon Tree becomes a symbolic battle of Salma vs. the Israel Minister of Defense: A struggle over principles, humanity, land, history, hate and one woman's struggle against the system.
The acting, photography, editing and detailed insights into Israel and Palestine life could not be more objective, more professional, more real or profound.
Director Eran Riklis has been active in the movie industry since 1975. His last film, "The Syrian Bride", has been acclaimed on a worldwide scale and not only in festivals. On the other hand, Riklis has directed shorts, commercials and TV series. He is married, has two children, lives in Tel Aviv but regards himself not only as an Israeli but as a world director.
The Lemon Tree stands tall between Jews who are attacked daily by Qassam rockets coming from Gaza and by Palestinians who cannot and will not stand up to Islamic terrorists who impoverish them financially and emotionally.
The Lemon Tree does not take sides. It merely portrays real life among these ancient people. But the message that it sends out is very clear. Israel's separation wall which is credited for dramatically reducing terror attacks and the land for which it divides is not the real issue. The Lemon Tree is about real people on both sides of the divide who need to know, understand and communicate with one another - not through bullets, but rather through coffee, tea and lemonade.
That Israelis need to see the cost of their security on those Palestinians who mean them no harm. And for Palestinians to wake up and take the guns and rockets away from Islamic terrorists and replace them with jobs which will provide a better quality of life.
That neither those from Israel or Palestine need not retreat to the US or Europe to find normalcy. Instead, that the Palestinian Authority with the help of Israel, the US, the EU and every democratic nation stops the vile and barbaric media incitement against Israel and the Jews, replaces Islamic propaganda with business trips to factories in Tel Aviv, Ra'anana and Rishon Letzion.
That Palestinians confront both Iran and Syria and demand that they are no longer used as puppets or agents for those in power in Damascus and Teheran. That Jews in Israel make every attempt to help these Palestinians find a normal and secure life. For as soon as the Islamic propaganda and incitement against Jews is replaced with sweet lemonade, the children on both sides of the wall can then start to take it down.
Israel director Eran Riklis has delivered a potent fictional story, that is in so many ways a microcosm of the struggles between Israel and Palestine, a dispute about land, security, fears and displacement. "It's a film about people who are trapped in a political situation," said Riklis after the contemporary film, based loosely on true stories with a cast of Israeli and Palestinians, made its world premiere at the Berlin Film Festival on Friday.
"It's a film for all audiences."The Lemon Tree won the award for Best Film at the Berlin International Film Festival
The Lemon Tree, a movie directed and supported by both Israelis and Palestinians, is a shining, courageous and honest step forward for both people. It is using the media to support peaceful change rather than selling newspaper space and television time through the blood and tears of those who live among the lemons.
