FILEM KITA - Berbaloi ker?

Tak der banyak yang aku nak ceritakan hari ni, Cuma kebelakangan ni agak kecewa dengan pembikin filem filem tempatan. Aku tau, ramai pengarah, penerbit dan penulis skrip berlumba-lumba nak hasilkan filem untuk kaut keuntungan memandangkan dah ramai dari penonton di Malaysia yang mula menunjukkan sokongan dan minat terhadap ‘wajah kita’. Tapi bila penonton kita dah mula berikan tindakbalas yang baik .. pembikin filem pulak ambil ringan, walhal minda penonton haruslah dihidangkan dengan wadah yang seiring, sejajar dengan selera penonton. Ini tidak, kebanyakkannya hanya tamak dengan $$$, ambil ringan tentang kehendak penonton setempat lalu menghasilkan produk yang setakat ‘boleh jerla’.

Penerbit dan pengarah filem kita sekarang ni tak teliti langsung. Asal ada skrip yang agak-agak boleh jual, dia org sambar jer. Tangkap pelakon yang ada kredibiliti atau popular sikit dah boleh bikin filem. Boleh bikin filem yang masuk panggung, padahal kalau nak dibandingkan dengan banyak drama kat TV,banyak drama TV yang lebih baik dan bijak dari filem dia orang.

Tak usah lah nak cakap pasal mutu atau kualiti filem dia orang. Dari segi masa tayangan pun dah cukup buat aku terfikir, berbaloi ke aku sokong filem orang kita? Aku zahirkan rasa tak puas hati ni semata mata kerana aku adalah penyokong tegar filem-filem tempatan. Asal ada filem Malaysia yang masuk panggung, sehabis daya aku akan cuba untuk pergi menononton dengan sedikit harapan bahawa sekurang kurangnya ia memuaskan hati aku, jika tidak membuat aku ternganga sekalipun. Damping Malam, Aku Masih Dara, Hantu Kak Limah Balik Rumah... dan beberapa buah filem lagi.. rata-ratanya tak sampai dua jam. Ada beberapa filem tu, setakat I ½ jam jer. Korang fikirlah, dah kurang ke idea penulis skrip kita, atau terlampau nak cut budget tapi nak untung besar? Filem Barat macam Avatar, Pirates of the Carribean dan Unstoppable bayar RM 10, kadang-kadang sampai nak 3 jam tayangan, sampai kebas la jugak bontot duk dalam panggung tu. Ini belum lagi ambil kira skrip dan jalan cerita yang baik. Kalau nak bandingkan teknologi, aku memang tak nak komen sebab sedar, sumber, tenaga, dana dan juga kepakaran kita masih kurang. Jadi aku tak boleh buat perbandingan,sekadar berpuas hati dengan apa yang kita ada.

Yang lebih mengecewakan , aku berharap filem-filem semasa bersifat mendidik atau paling tidak pun memberi pengetahuan pada generasi muda sekarang. Tapi berapa banyak yang macam tu? Kalau ada pun, berapa banyak sangatlah moral yang pengarah kita tonjolkan. Kalau dada dengan punggung tu, banyak la yang dia orang eksploit!

Kebelakangan ni, musim filem seram membanjiri panggung Seluruh Malaysia.. tapi banyak mana filem seram kita yang bersifat fakta yang disampaikan oleh nenek moyang kita? Dahlah anak muda sekarang dah tak percaya benda benda ni semua, bila di ketengahkan dalam filem pulak banyak fakta menyeleweng yang dia orang reka dan masukkan. Macamana kita nak mengekalkan warisan nenek moyang kita, walaupun sekadar cerita tahyul, sedangkan apa yang dihidang pada penonton lebih banyak yang mengelirukan? Contohnya santau... orang kena santau gian makan telur mentah? Atau toyol berasal dari Budak Kecil yang mati? (yang ni tak termasuk la budak kecil tu di panggil Janin – fakta ni pun dah menyeleweng). Sampaikan keluarga sebelah abang Ipar aku mengetawakan filem Jangan Pandang Belakang, tentang hantu raya yang besar dan menyerupai tuannya, padahal inilah cerita mistik yang disampaikan oleh tok nenek kita dah berzaman-zaman. Yang betul di tertawakan yang rekaan di anggap ‘realistik’.

Baiklah, aku tak nak cerita panjang panjang... sebab tak ada orang pun yang nak baca blog ni, tapi sesungguhnya aku rindu cerita-cerita yang baik seperti EMBUN, MAGIKA, ANAK SARAWAK, ABANG 92 dan beberapa cerita lagi... tolonglah wahai pembikin filem filem Malaysia, kembalikanlah keyakinan aku terhadap wajah kita..

p/s : tahniah untuk Eja dan Hitler Zami untuk filem Janin. Walaupun aku tak berapa puas hati terhadap fakta cerita ni, tapi garapan yang agak baik dan juga lakonan yang baik dari Eja. Aku harap lebih banyak cerita cerita yang ada karisma macam ni.

Grand Slam!! Opening Act 2011

Semalam, lepas balik melepak dengan kawan aku kat Pandan Mewah, si Adan ajak aku pegi cruising some place, tapi aku nih agak penat (sebab pagi tu memasak nasi lemak dan bungkus dalam daun pisang sebanyak 79 bungkus as early as 4 am dan sebelum tu, tidur at 3am, akupun mencari mcm2 alasan. Tapi bila tau yang dia lately agak stressed-out with lots of things, kesian pulak. Terus ler aku mensuggest buat aktiviti lain yang aku rasa lebih relaxed. First, aku ajak dia tengok wayang, memandangkan panggung wayang dengan rumah kami tu hanya 5 minit jer. Bukak punya bukak website nak tengok citer apa yang tengah tayang skrg, 90% of the movie si Adan dah tengok (dia ni memang kaki wayang tegar... errr aku separuh tegar jer sbb aku baru tgk 60% cerita yang di tayangkan sekarang, sampai kalau korang perhati muka dia pun korang dah nampak mcm LED TV, sure kalau pasang Astro beyond, puashati korang tengok). Yang aku dan dia sama2 belum tengok cumer citer Tourist jer.. tapi memandangkan almost all reviews tentang this movie adalah tidak memberangsangkan (termasuk yang di ceritakan oleh Arip ngan Cak), kami decided to pass..

Teringat that earlier in the day, kami bercerita pasal bowling among us that sepanjang tahun 2009, memanjang aku kalah ngan si Adan ni. We always competing against ourselves, just for fun and bet benda yang mengarut ngarut yang tak boleh di dedahkan di sini. Hehe. Throughout 2010, aku conquer kebanyakan game yang kami main, thus the title dah berbalik pada aku. So aku suggest kami pegi main bowling ... kiranya opening Act untuk musim 2011 ler – LIGA K8-02-04. Call budak kat Ampang Superbowl, Ampang Point, tak angkat. Jadi gamble jerla pergi. Kami dah bincang, andai kata ada tournament malam tu, we will teruskan niat kami ker WangsaWalk aja. Lucky enough, walaupun ada tournament that night, masih ada lane kosong, so Zuriman placed us at far end for our own privacy! Berangan VVIPlah sangat kan?!!

The game begin... mcm ‘haramzade’ main. Hahahaha... bayangkan, dah lama tak main mcm beginner, tetiba malam tadi markah aku tak sampai seratus... gelak giler aku ... adik adik kat sebelah mcm kekwat jer sbb dorang dapat markah dalam 120... AJERR?!!! Tapi biasalah kan, resmi hero hero sedunia nih.. awal2 mcm ‘hangswa’, bila dah last last baru nak ok. Lepas tu terus ler nak menerjah ke angka 200 kan? Adik adik pun dah slowla sikit ke’eksyenan’nya!!. Tapi memandangkan game bowling ni ada Chroniclesnya, maka untuk yang pertama ni aku kalah di tangan Adan adanya... tapi dah resam hero kan, tadi rasmi ni resam pulak... last last nanti title Grand Slam ni, tetap akan jadi milik aku ... dengan Confidentnya.. amik semangat Azizulhasni Awang kanz?

Aksi bakal juara Musim 2011

Leburnya harapan Bekas juara yang kecundang!

(aiyooo perut aku dah mcm pin bowling dah)

Perhaps

Glancing through the pages here, I realised that this blog was here over a year and yet, the entry is so few compared to the other blog that I maintained at ekawan (tho I’ve never written that much these days). Perhaps I don’t have much stories to share, perhaps I’m too lazy to write, perhaps I’m buzy ... yet so many perhaps, perhaps. As if still in 2010, nothing much changed, not even the wrinkles on my face. I’m still at the same stage with no promising progress. I usually don’t make any resolution as I know, I hardly progress it, should I make one this year?

Even if I should, perhaps the only thing that I wish to do is becoming more prolific in the blogging community. Producing lots of entries, perhaps the educational one, perhaps the monotonous one, perhaps reminiscing my old days when I was younger or even, perhaps, loads of craps. It doesn’t matter, as long as being, perhaps, more prolific than I already were..

So friends and readers, I would like to wish you a HAPPY NEW YEAR, and hoping that this year, will brings lots of good things for us to benefit from and give us joy to go through days in our lives from now till forever ... PERHAPS!

Present - UnExpected Weather Collection of 2009

1st month of 2009 dah pun nak abis and aku still macam ni, busy mcm genius sesangat!!. I guess a little late to talk abt new year but still some of us still so concern about it sampaikan banyak benda benda lama nak kena di perbaharui. Yela, sebelum new year hari tu mcm2 juga nak kena barukan, baju sekolah baru, then masuk sekolah dapat cikgu baru, the most common one is azam baru. Some jantan miangs nak tambah aweks atau bini baru. It is not a question of whether it is necessary or not tapi if you find ‘solace’ (bukan cerita James Bond) in it, why not kan?

Aku ni yang sebenornya, nak cerita pasal baru jugak. As we all maklum that tahun baru jugak bermakna kenala ada trend baru dalam berfesyen atau aksesori kan? Last new year kalau korang ingat aku juga pernah memperkenalkan dan menggemilangkan semula aksesori kepala yang satu masa dulu pernah menjadi pakaian yang melengkapkan satu persalinan iaitu ‘Tengkolok’ – refer my ekawan’s blog, early 2008. And this year, memandangkan badan aku tak der bentuk baru (tak susut susut jugak), jadi tak mungkinlah aku nak memperagakan pakaian yang akan hip in 2009 kan? Dah tentu tentu tak der orang nak meng’appreciate’ my effort. So this year, aku memperagakan satu lagi aksesori kepala. Ekoran dari komen yang aku terima dari blogger last year yang mengatakan bahawa aksesori yang aku featurekan dalam blog aku hanya sesuai untuk golongan lelaki, maka pada tahun ini aku telah mengembangkan pasaran sasaran aku kepada dua dua jantina. Aksesori kali ini bersifat unisex dan boleh digayakn oleh dua dua jantina termasuk pepondans hatta sekali pun.

Terima lah....

Unexpected Weather Collection 2009!

- Aksesori mesra alam yang juga mengamalkan konsep habis madu sepah dibuang; makan pisang & kulitnya jadikan penghias kepala dan bila kepala dah bersemut, buanglah kulit pisang tu yer?
- Aksesori ini juga terbahagi kepada beberapa warna, hijau(kulit pisang muda), kuning(kulit pisang masak) & juga merah (pisang raja udang)
- Aksesori yang juga boleh dijadikan senjata khianat – letakkan kulit ini dilaluan pejalan kaki yg biasanya dilalui musuh ketat kamu, nescaya ada yg akan tergelincir dan tergolek dog!
- Tak perlu membuang aksesori ini di pusat kitar semula.. cukup sekadar buang merata rata kerana komponennya terdiri dari bahan yang mudah terurai

A new home, a new different world

When I was six, my dad bought a piece of land somewhere closer to the center of the village and bought a second hand plank from Singapore to build a house on that land. I knew that they were overjoyed as it was my dad’s and mom’s hard earned money. As a small kid, I didn’t really know what difference will it make. Only a little excited, that we’re going to move to a bigger house with rambutan orchard across the street and lots of other houses nearby. At the same time, I was a little sad and nervous.

Sad because this mean I had to leave my old playground. A very big ‘Jambu Bol’ trees that my brother tied a rope at one of the branch where I used to climb and swung myself while pretending that I’m a tarzan, a wooden bridge that cross a canal that water the paddy field where I used to fish, using a bamboo twigs that my brother made for me. And until now, I remember vividly how I will throw away that fishing rod whenever my bait was caught by an eel rather than fish. I would scream my heart out and ran away when I snatched the rod and find that creature on my hook. I don’t know why, until now snakes and eels, really scares me. My brother grumbled a big deal every time this happened because that means he has to do another one for me. I was nervous too when I think that there will be a lot more other people. Will I be able to find my own secret kingdom and play without them seeing me?

After two months of hard-work, the house was almost completed. Only that they didn’t have enough plank for a wall for the kitchen. So, they decided to use the plank in the house that we stayed at that moment. My eldest brother had to demolish the wall in one of the bedroom where I was sleeping, two nights before we’re scheduled to move to our new home. At dawn, my dad will light a camp fire beside the broken wall of my bedroom to chase away mosquitoes and any other insects. And for that two nights me and my sister almost didn’t sleep but keep on talking and giggling all through the night while thinking that we’re camping out in the woods.

That very day came, I sat on my dad’s motorbike and he brought us to our new home and that was in the middle of 1980’s.

Putih - 1978

I was a very shy little boy. The sight of strangers will only drawn me to the back of the nearest family member. Probably living quite far from the rest of the villagers made me feel inferior or maybe I’m lack of curiosity.. My house to the nearest neighbour is about half a mile. So, it’s hardly anyone else beside my family that I see, and our house is the 2nd last house of the village and it’s not the road that people pass by everyday. I guess, that could be a contributing factor of this little shyness that I possessed.

I don’t have any friend as a little boy, and funny enough I don’t have any imaginary friends too. The only friend that I had was a billy goat that was as huge as a calf. Who only listened to me and my parents but keep chasing, kicked and butted the rest of my siblings around the house whenever he was escaped from his rope. I called him ‘Putih’ (White), because unlike any other goats, he had quite a delicate and almost white fur. I used to ride him round the house and the nearest bushes during the day, and as a token folded my legs and let him butt my kneecap with his head as a gesture that we’re playing. I loved putih very much that most of my time was spent with him. I would sometimes bring my food on the plate and eat beside him while he was busy gnawing on the grass (probably thinking that we’re having a nice conversation while having our meal).

Putih became very fierce after some times that the sight of anyone else beside us (me and my parents), will only make him wanted to butt them. This has worried my parents and after much thought, they decided to sell him off to one Pak Haji who wanted to do ‘Aqiqah’. I was histerical when the news came and for the next few days, I rode him till I fell asleep on his back for several hours, only to wake up and wept again, knowing that we’ll have to depart very soon. And strangely enough, Putih became less aggressive and most of the time will be beside the staircase where I was sitting, looking blankly at the road infront of the house.

The day came.. Pak Haji came with a lorry to transport Putih .. and again I was more than histerical when I saw him tugged the rope and Putih didn’t even struggle. I thought I hated Putih for a while for wanted to leave me that he didn’t make any effort to escape. Then I saw a glint of tears at his eyes and immediately knew that he was sad too. When the lorry drove off, I chased it for a few yards then fell on my knees and wept for the lost I can’t replace...

Then.. the 1970's

I was born in a small village and spent my early years in a two rooms wooden house very near to a paddy field. My mom work as a rubber tapper and my dad was an overseer in a company called Malacca Oil Palm Plantation. We may not be rich, in-fact we're poor, but the love that was given to us by our mom and dad could surpass any luxury the world could offer. I felt richer.. and happy; that at times when I looked back.. I always cried to realise how lucky I am.

We have a beautiful small house, surrounded by a lot of trees and some bougenvillae that my mom planted whenever she got time to do that. Across the street facing to our house, there are bamboo trees that often gave me both beautiful sight and eerie feelings. I always like the smell of it after rain and in the morning and the sight of a rain or dew drops on their leaves. I couldn't explain quite how, but I felt at ease whenever I looked at it.

At the back of the house, there's a well that we use for bathing and washing. It often reminded me of how fun it was, throwing the pail in the well and pull it up, felt the water splash on my chest and feet, the clattering teeth and shivering body from it's coldness. On some days we even had fish that got into the pail; that my brother will catch and put them in the 'tempayan' with all other fishes that were caught before.

On most weekends, when my sister and brother was not schooling, we will spent the morning at the well washing our clothes, especially their school uniforms, school shoes etc, My sister will do the washing, my brother will pick the water and I will stay in the basin, playing with the water while pretending that I'm swimming in a pond or a lake with my brother every now and then will pour the water from the pail onto my head.