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Escape Plan (Spoiler Alert!)

So last night I went out with my friends for a dinner and movie as it was my friend’s birthday. They decided on ‘Escape Plan’, PG 18-rated movie. Do not ask me who starred in it. I honestly don’t care which actor it is as long as it has a good plot and good acting.

The story unfolds with the introduction of Ray Breslin, a regular Houdini who breaks out of prisons for a living. Next thing we know, he is being offered another job, breaking out of a prison which need to be breakout-proofed as it houses the most dangerous criminals on Earth that no government wants. It seemed to be a regular job with a contact and evacuation code. Until he arrived at the Tomb, as the off the grid prison was known.

A nightmarish ride in a helicopter courtesy of a tranquilizer, Breslin realized there is something very wrong with the prison as he saw another man being killed and tossed out of the helicopter. The nightmare was complete when he found out that his contact was non-existent and the evacuation code was no good. In short, he was really trapped in the prison with no one to help him. Then along came Rottmayor and the two of them started plotting an escape.

A nice story, with humour and gore in equal parts. Of course, there were some unbelievable stunts and language not fit for the polite society. But all in all, I like that movie very much.

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Reflection

Tonight, as I laughed in the car with my sister over something silly, I suddenly realized that I felt so happy and light. Not carefree, no, that is not to be my lot now. But I am happy. No man can really claim to be content for isn’t it one of our fundamental weakness to ever desire more?

I wasn’t always happy. I am often told that I am too serious for my age, but nicely matured than my peers. Perhaps they don’t understand the pressure they put upon me. Although I am far too serious for my age, apparently my maturity works well enough for them to never complain or tell me to lighten up. This may work well for them, but I was and still am speechless in disbelief when one of my sister’s friends (one year younger than me) told her that she was afraid of me because I am so stern! I felt like shouting and laughing and crying and everything in between. I was set apart. Different. Not to be joked with or played around. So I became more stern.

I was on the prefectorial board in secondary school. I earned a reputation of being stern, of all things. Although I was not on the highest committee of the board, I was still consulted on many things. I was and still proud of it as it shows that one do not need status to command respect. Although I did held a powerful position. I was the leader of the junior members. Partnered with a younger boy, we were the caretakers and teachers of the younger members. As I remembered, I was the bad cop and he was the good cop. But we did have a good partnership.

Being a prefect is not my happiest decision. I found it took up too much of my time but I refuse to quit. Stubborn pride. I was miserable throughout my Form 1 and Form 2 years. However, salvation came to those who persist. In my third year of secondary school, I met and became acquainted with two people who later became to be two of my closest friends. The next year, The Group, as we call it, finally met and fully formed. There are six in total. Although we only knew each other for a few months, something just clicked.

Good friends they are. Never pushing, always willing to listen. And for the first time, I was not thrust in the limelight, making all decisions. It is a burden off me and I loved it. It is very freeing. I can voice my opinions and others will listen and add to it.

Two years is a short time in bliss. Before long, we were graduated and went our separate ways in life. We still make it a point to meet whenever we could, which is not as often as I wished for our schedules are tight. Of course I met new friends in college, but I never had friends like them. Patient, willing to help out. My good friend in college is always willing to help out but always wished to know more, even when I wanted privacy. It irritates me, but we always make up.

I am now truly happy. Happy and with a light heart. Trials will still be waiting for me in life’s course. No need to go seeking trouble when trouble came to you in its slow speed.

An Unplanned Visit to the Cinema

Today, the second day of my freedom, I planned an excursion to the mall with my friends for lunch and a chat. Secondary school friends. Although I have made new friends in college, I still felt more comfortable with them than with my friends from college. There is easy camaraderie between us, none so with my college friends. Although I see them more often, they usually make me slightly tense. I couched my responses and make polite small talk. It is all so painfully staged.

So, I went out today with my friends (only 3 of them). After a nice lunch, which took almost 2 hours as we chat, we decided to leave the shop as we do not want to incur the wrath of the proprietor from blocking his business. Thinking of what to do next, one of my friends, KJ, suggested a movie. All agreed.

Which movie, though, caused some lively debate. PE suggested Fast and Furious 6 but KJ and I protest as we have never seen its prequels. Aries then suggested After Earth, but I remind them that I had already watched it. At last, we settled for Man of Steel, although I do not like Superman.

Suffice it to say that I was nearly bored out of my mind. PE became quite annoyed by me and KJ as both of us chuckled uncontrollably throughout the film, and she had the misfortune to sit between, as she calls us, ‘crazy laughing loons’. I know, probably rude to say that the film was comically uninteresting, but that is what me and my friends felt.

For us who don’t follow Superman through his exploits, the plot is somewhat confusing. Worst still, the first hour and half or so was without much action, mostly about his upbringing and memories. It is so completely uninteresting that I had a hard time focus. Then action was crammed in only at the very last part of the movie. We all agreed that the plot was too loose at first, and too intense at the end.

Personally, I feel that although Man of Steel is better than After Earth, it isn’t that much better. Both are films which lead audience to anticipate action, but were left unsatisfied. Although there is action at the end of Man of Steel, it just seems so crammed, that it isn’t enjoyable anymore.

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