*Uno Corinto Trese Kwatro Siyete
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The concept of the life you had searching and meeting the life you could’ve lived seems so poetic and gut-wrenchingly tragic.
That montage while Otep’s voice narrates his letter using Medinilla Magnifica as the metaphor for how his love grows for Rum was my favorite part of this movie.
+The way Rum cared for and nurtured the seeds that his love gave to him—he didn’t just plant them, he let them blossom and invade the space that he breathed, he let them take up space and unabashedly grow free to bask under the sun—unlike the love that they had: hidden beneath the shadows, shielded under inked metaphors and innuendos, both too afraid by society to beat their love to bruises and shred their love that lives only in those damned letters.
Watching this while knowing that this movie is the writer/director’s love-letter to her dead father, and created this alternate universe where her father got the ending that he deserved—a world where her love for him is immortalized through this film.
“In a world where people choose the gender of who should be the recipient of your love”
Came across this movie while watching a feel-good podcast; I honestly didn’t expect that this short clip from the movie writer and director that interrupted my podcast will pique my interest as much as it did. (AWKP, The Angelica Panganiban Interview)
*Uno Corinto Trese Kwatro Siyete
*
The concept of the life you had searching and meeting the life you could’ve lived seems so poetic and gut-wrenchingly tragic.
That montage while Otep’s voice narrates his letter using Medinilla Magnifica as the metaphor for how his love grows for Rum was my favorite part of this movie.
+The way Rum cared for and nurtured the seeds that his love gave to him—he didn’t just plant them, he let them blossom and invade the space that he breathed, he let them take up space and unabashedly grow free to bask under the sun—unlike the love that they had: hidden beneath the shadows, shielded under inked metaphors and innuendos, both too afraid by society to beat their love to bruises and shred their love that lives only in those damned letters.
Watching this while knowing that this movie is the writer/director’s love-letter to her dead father, and created this alternate universe where her father got the ending that he deserved—a world where her love for him is immortalized through this film.
“In a world where people choose the gender of who should be the recipient of your love”
Came across this movie while watching a feel-good podcast; I honestly didn’t expect that this short clip from the movie writer and director that interrupted my podcast will pique my interest as much as it did. (AWKP, The Angelica Panganiban Interview)
