January 8, 2009

Bette Davis


Bette Davis gave me an unforgettable first impression in the opening scene in The Letter that she fires a few shots and kills a man and claims that she is innocent.  Only Bette Davis dared to play the vicious murderess role back in early 1940’s. The movie must have had created a big controversy and commotion in the conservative 40’s in America.
My friend, Phil, was not a big fan of Davis, but it was really nice of him to show me all Davis’ famous movies at the nearby Tower Records store in Berkeley. To my surprise, the store carried almost all Davis’ released movies range from 1930’s to early 1980’s. From her movies, I grew to be a crazy fan of hers. Davis, a star of yesterday, still had that enchantment to capture me, a young man in my mid 20’s then, to be crazy for her. Since then, I could say I had watched 95%, except those that were not released, of Davis’ movies.
From all Davis’ movies that I had watched, I like All About Eve the most. I thought the role of Margo Channing in All About Eve, a fading star in her early 40’s like Davis was back then suits her perfectly. It was like her real life story being transformed to a movie, she practically played herself in All About Eve, maybe that explained her exceptionally superb acting in the movie.
Besides having a pair of big eyes, Bette Davis was never considered a beautiful nor sexy woman back in Warner Brothers time. It was her strong character in her movies and in real life that made her so successful through the 60 years of her acting career in the male dominant movie industry that only preferred beautiful or goddess female actresses.
1950 - Bette Davis as Margo Channing in All About Eve

January 5, 2009

Withering Flowers

Like my mum, I love flowers, any flowers with a few favorites. I was blessed to have lived in US and China for about 15 years, during the stay, I got the opportunities to see different types of flowers in different seasons....

In every season, blooming flowers are stunningly beautiful but withering flowers are extremely depressive at the end of their season, it feels like:
(I welcome those who are good in Chinese-English translation to translate my sentiments for the withering flowers to English.)

《心碎花落又一朵》
春去桃花院绝迹
雨后梨花落满地
初夏牡丹瓣铺根
秋寒玫瑰飘落墙
深秋败荷满孤塘
寒秋菊黄谢满亭
雪后残梅留枯枝



初春盛开美丽的桃花 (Stunning peach blossom in early spring)


春天纯洁的梨花 (Pure & white pear blossom in spring)


春末艳丽的牡丹 (Gorgeous pink Peony in late spring)


夏天的红玫瑰 (Lovely red roses in summer)


仲夏满塘高尚的荷花 (Noble pink Lotus in mid summer)


开了满地的秋菊 (Common but beautiful yellow Chrysanthemum in autumn)


耐寒凋零的冬梅 (Cold-resistant plum blossom in late winter)

Old dream comes true....

When I was in high school, my dream was to be a writer when I grow up. However, upon high school graduation, I was too young and naive to have a direction for future. I took my dad's advice to study something that would be easy to find a job after graduation. Passively, I chose accounting to be my major in university, and I am stuck for life since.

Unfortunately, I was never trained in writing academically, I do not possess the story telling writing skills. In reality, either in the past or present, I have so many real life experiences and sentiments in different environments especially those 15 years in US and China to write about. I really wanted to write the bits and pieces of my experiences in the the past and present just for myself even if no one cares for it.

By coincidence, I found out Joshua is writing a secret blog in Blogger like a diary that is not published to the public. I asked him about how to do it, he was very enthusiastic to show me the way to create a blog and how to use it.

That's how I started "playing" with writing blogs. Writing blogs is like an old dream comes true to me, it makes me feel like a "writer" because it is published openly, there are readers out there. When one writes something and there are interested some who read them, it makes the writer "writer". I was like, hey, it's a dream comes true to me, why not? I should be excited and thrilled about it, who cares if I don't write well!

I think blog writing is the perfect way for me to be the "writer" to write the bits and pieces of my real life experiences in the form of prose. Prose writing doesn't have to be particularly coherent and chronically precise, that suits me perfectly.

Who knows, a screen writer may be interested to put all my stories together and have Ann Lee to make a film out of my life one day. Again, it is a dream, a new one.....

December 22, 2008

Yesterday Once More

I have no idea why i chose this title of "Yesterday Once More", it sounded like Norma Desmond just walked out from Sunset Boulevard. Whatever it is, this is my first blog that i have ever written in my life, the title is kind of funny but nice, I think....just imagine if we could live once more the good old yesterdays that Norma could have died for....



1950 - Gloria Swanson as Norma Desmond in Sunset Boulevard