As the government’s top weapon turned number one target, Matt Damon stars in the Bourne series. We follow the footsteps of an anti-hero suffering from amnesia as he shows us how he escapes his pursuers through quick thinking, brutal unarmed fights, and chases on both foot and wheels. Both Identity and Supremacy were by different directors but were very similar yet different in style, not your typical action thrillers. Very enjoyable, catch it if you like spy fiction. While you’re at it, catch The Recruit, another spy movie revolving around CIA and things going wrong. It stars Al Pacino alongside Colin Farrell, so it can’t be that bad.
Tid-bit: Matt Damon does all his own stunts, fights and driving (somewhat) in both movies, now that is what I call professionalism.
The joy of DVDs is really watching all the extras and bonuses and lounging in in your coach enjoying a blockbuster while having the drinks and snacks of your own choice.
Ever wandered the real purpose of patrol car sirens? I mean they on it when they’re near the crime scene and all the sirens do is give away the cops’ position to the criminal, no?
|[Learning English with Subby]Visceral
Pronunciation: ‘vi-s&-r&l, ‘vis-r&l
1 : felt in or as if in the viscera : DEEP [visceral conviction]
2 : not intellectual : INSTINCTIVE, UNREASONING [visceral drives]
3 : dealing with crude or elemental emotions : EARTHY [a visceral novel]
4 : of, relating to, or located on or among the viscera : SPLANCHNIC
Why do people only cry when they’re loved ones leave them? Organise gatherings when friends are flying off? Visit when someone is hospitalized?
People come and go; sometimes due to circumstance, sometimes it’s random. Bonds are formed while some are broken. You never know what’d happen next unless you’re clairvoyant, of course. So shouldn’t we live every moment to the fullest? Spend at much time as we can with those we really want to spend time with? Do all the things we want to do? Much time is wasted on regrets, hatred and dwelling on the inevitable, inconsequential as well as the unimportant.
So, have you told someone how much you love him or her, lately?
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You know, it’s not easy being an emotional support for someone when you realise you have little or no such support for yourself. Am I slowly becoming a “crisis friend“? Well, you know, the total flipside of a “fair-weather friend”
I’m more than happy to be a problem solver, take in a problem, work it through my little nutshell and provide a possibly wise and workable solution. I’d be glad to be a listener, lend you my ear, walk in your shoes, try to understand your problem; I may not be able to solve it at the end of the day but perhaps you’d feel better after letting it all out. I’m perfectly fine with being the comic relief, show you the miserably thin silver lining on that extremely dark cloud, bring this tiny beam of light and teach you how to laugh at the most dire of situations.
No, I don’t really expect gratitude; a simple word of thanks may make my day, perhaps two. I may be selfish but what I really want is for someone else to do the same for me. Everywhere I go, when I try to start a conversation, before I can even pour out my not-so-sad sob story, I get a non-commitment reply. So okay, you don’t really care. All right then, I shan’t bother you anymore, come back when you need me.
I’m not even sure if I even get temporarily high when I help others. I’m definitely not getting paid, neither am I getting any other forms of material gratitude. It’s a subconscious thing, a little circuit wired wrongly in the head. It’s the little provider in me, snaps me into Mr. Fix-it mode whenever the situation arises. Maybe it’s just therapeutic, takes my mind off my own problems while I solve them for others. Before I think about my problem, I’d ask you “so, what’s bothering you today?”
All these giving and not receiving is seriously taking a toll on me. I may not seem like it, all you see is just silly ol’ Subby. I definitely can’t show it, I mean who will let me help them if I seem miserable all the time. I feel like a big hole now, empty and hollow.
I know that not every one of you treat me like a human stress ball; you’d be there where I shine the Subby Signal. You know who you are and I really appreciate it. Thank you and love you all.
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So, I’m caught between a stone and a really hard place, I can’t decide which way to move, which path to take. Maybe this is one of those unimportant, inconsequential things I shouldn’t dwell upon. Many of you say just do it but do what? It’s always easier said than done, maybe things aren’t how they seem at all. Isn’t it strange how a fixer, can’t fix himself?
Do I have issues? Hell yeah but I’d be okay.’