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Sunday, August 07, 2005

Went GV Plaza To watch "Charlie & the Chocolate Factory" last night with the usual bunch. I give it a 4 stars out of 5. Tim burton really make good show at times now let give a speech on " Tim Burton" the Extrodinary filmmaker.

Tim entered the world as Timothy William Burton on Monday August 25th 1958. He was the first son of Bill and Jean Burton, later to have another son named Daniel in 1961, who bought him into the puritanical world of Burbank, CA where people rejected anybody who was slightly different and you were much more safer if you resembled your neighbors. "Nobody did anything. Nobody would ever say they were atheist, they'd say they were Protestants. You'd never do anything to reveal yourself." Tim told Village Voice in October, 1994. In the Edward-Scissorhands-like one-story environment, Tim was growing up alone, unusual and detached. In one of his rare public statements about his son, Bill Burton recalled to Newsweek about the time Tim saw a dead tree propped up against a gray wall during a remodeling project on their home."God! You've got a great view!" Was Tim's immediate response to the rather depressing image. It was just a dead tree but he was dead serious.
Burbank was a world of joiners - everyone seemed to be in the right place. Tim admits to never being much of a joiner, though during his junior years at Burbank High School he was on the Water Polo Foothill League. Even there, Tim seemed totally out of place - half the size of his team-mates, staring sullenly into the camera in group photographs.Later on Tim told Premiere magazine that"Burbank was a visually wonderful, hellish place... When you're a kid everything is strange, and you think because you're a kid everything is strange. Then when you get older you realize it is strange."Tim also talks of the way he felt growing up in suburbia"I grew up in suburbia and I still don't understand certain aspects of it. There's a certain kind of vagueness, a blankness, and I got this very strongly from my family. The pictures my family had on the walls, I never got the sense that they liked them, that they bought them, that somebody had given them to them. It was almost as if they had always been there, and yet no one had ever looked at them. I remember sitting there looking at some of these things going, ' what the hell is that? What are those resin grapes? Where did they get them? What does it mean?' Growing up in suburbia was like growing up in a place where there's no sense of history, no sense of culture, no sense of passion for anything. You never felt people liked music. There was no showing of emotion. It was very strange. 'Why is that there? What am I sitting on?' You never felt that there was any attachment to things. So you were either forced to conform and cut out a large portion of your personality, or to develop a very strong interior life which made you feel separate. Tim, a withdrawn and naturally sensitive boy, made his own adjustments to the 60's era -The attraction to Horror films was immediate for him and, being an unusually perceptive child, he began to draw at the age of four. Though, by his own admission, Tim would at times be moderately destructive, taking the heads off his toy soldiers, and terrorizing the kid next door by convincing him that the aliens have landed. "I think I was the quiet one at school. I never really fell out with people but I didn't retain friends. I get the feeling that people just got this urge to want to leave me alone for some reason, I don't know why exactly. It was as if I was exuding some sort of aura that said 'Leave Me The Fuck Alone". I didn't have a lot of friends, but there's enough weird movies out there so you can go a long time without friends and see something new every day that kind of speaks to you."Burbank had a few movie theaters that got taken away so for a few years while Tim was a teenager there wasn't any."There used to be ones where you could see these weird triple bills like 'Scream Blackula Scream', 'Doctor Jekyll and Sister Hyde' and 'Destroy all Monsters'. Those were the good days of cinema, those great triple bills. And I would go to the cinema on my own, or with a couple of kids in the neighbourhood, whatever." As it happened, the Burton home was built near a cemetry, that served as a weird playground for Tim and his few friends. They named themselves "The Graveyard Club". The house was also situated directly under the flight path of Burbank Airport and Tim would often lie on the lawn, gaze at the planes flying over him and count the exhaust fumes floating down on him.Another one of Tim's hobbies was making backyard movies, this fetish even got him through school at some points. "I got through school, but I wasn't interested in the curriculum. I'm of that unfortunate generation that grew up watching television rather than reading. I didn't like to read. I still don't. So what better way to get a good grade than to make a little movie? I remember one time we had to read a book and do a twenty-page book report, but I decided to make a movie called 'Houndini' instead. I shot myself on black and white Super 8, speeded up. It had me escaping from the railroad tracks and then being dumped in a pool and escaping again - all these stupid Houndini tricks. It was really fun to do. I didn't read any book, it was just me jumping around in my backyard. It was an easy way to get an A, and I certainly got a higher grade than if I had attempted to talk my way through a written report. That was in early junior high. I must have been about thirteen. And then I did one on psychology for High School. I took a lot of pictures of books and played them to Alice Cooper's 'Welcome to My Nightmare', deeply psychological. And I shot a bean bag chair in stop- motion, attacking me in my sleep. That was the ending, I think."Whether or not Tim harbored the notions of becoming a filmmaker, he didn't set off in that direct manner. Instead he concentrated on his talent for drawing in a uniquely quirky style. Drawing was easier, slightly profitable and cheaper than making films. Tim earned extra cash at Christmas and Halloween by painting and decorating Burbank's residents' windows and, in the eighth grade, managed to win a community design award (and ten Dollars) with an anti-littering poster that graced the sides of garbage trucks for two months. Tim's years at the rather uninspiring Burbank High School did little to bring him into the mainstream of society, despite his time on the Water Polo team, and, as a child, he was baffled by some strange actions around him"I remember when I was younger, I had these two windows in my room, nice windows that looked out onto the lawn, and for some reason my parents walled them up and gave me this little slit window that I had to climb up on a desk to see out of. To this day I never asked them why; I should ask them."His parents were vaguely indulgent in their son's ambitions and, at the age of twelve,Tim moved away to live with his grandmother, and then later into a small apartment above her garage, which she owned, working in a restaurant after school to afford the rent.The real cause of this family rift remains unclear to this day, and is one of the many periods in his life that Tim hides from the public. Strained family relationships and the lack of any close friends certainly plagued Tim in his artistic ambitions. However, one teacher at Burbank High School encouraged Tim in his art and, because of this, the eighteen-year-old won a scholarship to the Disney-founded California Institute of Arts (CalArts) upon graduation in 1976. It was there that Tim decided to become an animator.

Nobody believes i type all this...But the truth is.......... a mystery. After the movie.. we went to al azaar to have supper.. as usual. my group are all getting so fat..
Eg. Jarrod - 4 mth pregnant
Kenny - 1 mth pregnant
Danny - 2 mth pregnant
Tze Yung - Virgin
Me - Aborted.
The rest . No hope.

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Went to play badminton at Ngee Ann poly..Coz Majority of us are getting so fat and we need to exercise to eliminate the fats that is hibernating in our stomach. Miss the place so much.After the tedious and exciting match between K & K vs J & J ( Needless to say who win ).... We went to eat at a very secluded place.. seems so near to orchard yet so far... nobody knows.

Yummy King Recommendation in Ngee Ann Poly Canteen

Canteen 2 - Chicken Chop
Canteen 2 - Chicken Rice
Canteen 4 - Japanese Food
Canteen 1 - Fruit Juice, Coke, Sprite.
Canteen 3 - Western Food
Canteen 5 - Waste time only
SIM - Western, Yong Tau Fu

Went to Tan tock seng Hospital bout one hour ago to Take MC... and i got it.. so its a long weekend for me.. Sighz. I am gonna miss tomorrow parade...

Song of the Day : Damien Rice - The Blowers Daughter

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