The Debut: so when does the party start?
God Bless: ah, im on theatre rice withdrawl. God bless you, Cristy Dantes, for coming to see the show. it means a lot that you said you would come and you pulled through (unlike other people)
Feelin: two thumbs up
The Debut: so when does the party start?
Somewhere towards the end of the film, Lolo Carlos rebukes his son, Roland Mercado, for not affording his daughter a proper debut.
In my mind--bear with me--Lolo Carlos represents us (the audience), Roland Mercado represents the film's creators, and The Debut is the party we yell at our son for making us sit through.
Don't get me wrong. The film has some nice moments, and i appreciate the spirit of the movie. Come on, Dad wants a doctor but your heart wants you to doodle your life away? Story of my life. But beyond that, there's so much i have trouble identifying with. For instance, the whole parking lot scene. i don't remember that part of high school. But that's just me. It was an impossible task for this film to encompass completely the diverse experiences of a burgeoning youthful Filipino American generation.
i guess, then, that my criticism of the film is rooted in its execution. There's the dialogue, for instance. i would have brought some wine to class if i'd have known there'd be that much cheese. That one character's Rice-Rocket-Rant...priceless. There's also the acting, but i'll get to that later.
All gripes aside, i just want to say again that i really believe in the spirit of the film. It's really frustrating that mainstream Hollywood has yet to recognize Asian American talent, to take initiative to deconstruct stereotypes of Asians in America that Hollywood itself has historically generated and perpetuated. It's about time we saw some Filipino Americans playing Filipino Americans on the big screen. i applaud that. The film has great intentions.
i'm just cranky.
why?
i leave with one question:
Is Annabelle's character supposed to be a bad actor?
Ha. There. i said it.
Can't we get some talented Filipinos into the industry, for cryin out loud?
Feelin: two thumbs up
The Debut: so when does the party start?
Somewhere towards the end of the film, Lolo Carlos rebukes his son, Roland Mercado, for not affording his daughter a proper debut.
In my mind--bear with me--Lolo Carlos represents us (the audience), Roland Mercado represents the film's creators, and The Debut is the party we yell at our son for making us sit through.
Don't get me wrong. The film has some nice moments, and i appreciate the spirit of the movie. Come on, Dad wants a doctor but your heart wants you to doodle your life away? Story of my life. But beyond that, there's so much i have trouble identifying with. For instance, the whole parking lot scene. i don't remember that part of high school. But that's just me. It was an impossible task for this film to encompass completely the diverse experiences of a burgeoning youthful Filipino American generation.
i guess, then, that my criticism of the film is rooted in its execution. There's the dialogue, for instance. i would have brought some wine to class if i'd have known there'd be that much cheese. That one character's Rice-Rocket-Rant...priceless. There's also the acting, but i'll get to that later.
All gripes aside, i just want to say again that i really believe in the spirit of the film. It's really frustrating that mainstream Hollywood has yet to recognize Asian American talent, to take initiative to deconstruct stereotypes of Asians in America that Hollywood itself has historically generated and perpetuated. It's about time we saw some Filipino Americans playing Filipino Americans on the big screen. i applaud that. The film has great intentions.
i'm just cranky.
why?
i leave with one question:
Is Annabelle's character supposed to be a bad actor?
Ha. There. i said it.
Can't we get some talented Filipinos into the industry, for cryin out loud?
posted by The Kenneth @ 9:22 PM
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