Remembrance of sprains and concussions past
After a media preview of Doubt, a discussion (literally) on the nature of faith in which the awesome Meryl Streep shows mere mortals how to “hiss, murmur and groan at the same time” (Anthony Lane), Grungella and Telly Monster dropped by a cafe for a pot of tea. They fell to talking about the movies of their childhood.
“Come Drink With Me was the movie that changed my life,” Telly declared. “It was a Run Run Shaw production directed by King Hu. When I saw those women warriors in flowing robes flying among the trees, I wanted to fly. In fact I decided to try it. This happened when I was nine. I asked our houseboy to fashion a sword for me, then I put on my mom’s lounging robe and jumped off the roof. I sprained my spine, my vertebrae got smashed together, and I had to wear a brace for a while. That’s probably why I didn’t grow to be as tall as my brother. I’ve been looking for a DVD of Come Drink With Me.”
“My mother took me to see Marcelino Pan Y Vino,” Grungella recalled. “It made a great impression on me. In the movie Marcelino dies at age 8. I thought, Oh crap, I’m going to die at age 8—not because I was good, but because I figured that if anyone was going to be chosen for some special destiny, it would be me (arrogant child). True enough, I had a bad fall at age 8. And I didn’t die! At which point I started thinking, Ha! I cannot be destroyed! I saw the DVD recently, but I have no intention of watching it again.”
Later they marveled at how such impressionable children could watch so many movies without parental supervision and not grow up to be serial killers.
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January 20th, 2009 at 11:02
In the 70s we only had a black and white TV at home and we rarely went to the movies with the family. But I remember watching a touching dog movie entitled Poco: Little Lost Dog. I guess I was only seven when I saw it with my family in a downtown theater in Cebu City. That movie made me cry. I was also very young when I saw the Nino Muhlach classics. There was also FPJ’s Totoy Bato which I viewed with my cousins in Bicol.
Well, I did not have major sprains and concussions when I was little. I had beautiful skin in my elementary years. I was seldom seen in the playground. See-saws frightened me. Monkey bars, too.