Tuesday, August 21, 2007

881.

I thought I'd try, but I decided that no words would sufficiently describe how much I am in love with Roystan Tan's 881.



I just feel so goddamn proud, you know?

I wasn't particularly surprised to read that Roystan loved getai as a kid, or that he's Hokkien-speaking. I suppose this is what happens when you do something from the heart, something that comes from the very essence of who you are.

This is the one film that I would very, very proudly like to label as a Singaporean film.

1 comments:

ah-liang said...

Eh the opening scene where Little Papaya was selling fruits at the stall really reminded me of you siah! Ending was very sad tho.