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Like you in red & blue jeans and your white and night things.

Monday, June 30, 2003
THE FREED UNIT AND THE GOLDEN AGE OF THE MGM MUSICAL, a 20-film festival of the beloved musicals from Arthur Freed's storied production group, will screen at Film Forum in New York City from July 4 through 24 (3 weeks), featuring such pinnacles of the genre as Singin' in the Rain, The Wizard of Oz, The Pirate, Gigi, On the Town, Showboat, An American in Paris, Easter Parade, Cabin in the Sky and Meet Me in St. Louis, with classic cartoons and shorts preceding selected features. The series opens with a special 4-day, 50th anniversary engagement of Vincente Minnelli's The Band Wagon, starring Fred Astaire and Cyd Charisse, and includes two special events: a 2-day engagement of the non-Freed, but still fabulous Kiss Me Kate in 3-D, shown in Film Forum's exclusive Dual-System projection, and an evening with Betsy Blair, the Oscar-nominated actress (Marty) who was married to Gene Kelly at the height of his MGM stardom.

He didn't sing, dance, act, direct, or compose (though he was a lyricist by trade; his old songs were the basis for Singin' in the Rain), but producer Arthur Freed (1894-1973) and his legendary "Freed Unit" created the longest string of movie musical blockbusters in history. If the MGM musical of the 40s and 50s represents the peak of the genre, its biggest hits were Freed's: dazzling Technicolor productions scored by some of the 20th century's greatest songwriters and employing the studio's top technical and creative talents, among them directors Vincente Minnelli, Stanley Donen, Gene Kelly, George Sidney, and Charles Walters; screenwriters Betty Comden & Adolph Green; choreographers Robert Alton, Kelly and Donen; and, perhaps the Unit's unsung hero, associate producer and musical jack of all trades Roger Edens. And of course there was the on-screen talent, including the Big Three: Fred Astaire, Judy Garland, and Gene Kelly, the latter two nurtured to super-stardom by Freed. Claiming neither creativity nor intellectuality himself, Freed had an unerring eye for these qualities in others, and gave his artists the freedom to ascend the heights... in a golden era not likely to be re-captured again soon.

This series is dedicated to the memory of Adolph Green (1914-2002). All films in this series are released by Warner Bros.

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I want to cry. I just missed the Punch Drunk Love showing here in Manila, because I only found out about it yesterday, and it ends tomorrow. A fuckin' school day. And now, this. I wish I could teleport to New York tonight. FUCKING CLASSICS ON THE BIG SCREEN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Most of them aren't even on DVD! @#@$%!!

posted by introvert at 7:08:11 PM
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Thursday, June 26, 2003
I have not been feeling well lately. Lousy, is the word.

It isn't the best feeling having no idea what it is that makes you feel that way.

I don't want to do anything. Just lie down and stare at the ceiling. Go through a deep sleep and wake up only when I am ready.

I can't wait for tomorrow to end.

I can't wait for the final exams. I don't want to go through all these classes anymore. Just the final exams. I will try my best, I promise. Unless those classes will wear me out before I even get the chance to.

Somewhat lost again, also. I feel like I'm looking for a talent that is not even there.

I will say it as I once said it before. God, help me. Please help me.

posted by introvert at 7:47:09 PM
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Monday, June 23, 2003
Today was the first time anyone in school ever mentioned my height.

Before college, I was always conscious about how tall I look. It's not that I don't like my height, it's okay, but I would rather have maybe at least an inch less. I'm not boasting or anything, but I don't like how my height catches people's attention. How others give me looks, sometimes in a way that seems to be saying I'm not supposed to be in that particular place, like in public jeepneys or buses. And when you're in crowded places, you're less likely to be noticed if you're small rather than towering over everybody else.

But when this school year began, the concsciousness eventually dissolved, even outside of school. I found that in school, there are many other girls way taller than me. I figured that I wasn't really too high up. I don't know if it's psychological, but I don't even see anybody giving me looks anymore.

I've completely forgotten that I was one of the tall girls. Nobody ever mentioned it, even in my block, nor any of the teachers unlike in high school who constantly tell me, "Ang tangkad mo." I've completely forgotten, that I didn't even notice my blockmate was envious of my height until she told me today.

That is one thing I have never understood, though. What makes people want to get taller?

posted by introvert at 6:13:36 PM
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Friday, June 20, 2003
You know what I found in AstroVision in the Podium last weekend? A VCD of
Gene Kelly: Anatomy of a Dancer. So I guess I wouldn't need the 4-DVD set anymore. But it would still be kept in my wish list. Hehe.

posted by introvert at 9:48:51 PM
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