Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Gossip Girl No More.

Blake Lively has a blank stare that consumes you. At first, Russovoir thought anyone can play her role, with what only looking pretty, kissing men, and regular dialogues. And it was. It really was. The dialogue was nothing special. What made it engrossing? Blake Lively

IKR, Russovoir is confused too. Maybe it is indeed possible to be distracted by beauty to forget everything else. Because Russovoir wouldn't have had commended Lively's performance, let alone mention it, in an order coming first than the brilliant screenplay. Regardless, the story in which The Age of Adaline is woven is so well-researched Russovoir is truly honored to have watched it.
  
I should stop putting my hand where it doesn't belong.

It is not your typical, cheesy love story. It's a fantasy that has moral value, that if the concept has fallen to the wrong screenwriter, let alone the fortune of agelessness fallen to the wrong actual woman, the fantasy now ages back to the unsophisticated. Thus its sophistication, solely in respect to its storyline and script, will never age a day in the film archive. San Francisco, as their primary filming location, was at its picturesque and historical.

Blake Lively, under no spell of her beauty now, and that wishing all women possess, at least in the personal affection for Adaline Bowman, has a feminine vulnerability handled with a mature soul. That's what's engrossing about her, yes! In fact, probably engrossing if all women.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Movie Recommendation Time: After.

There are just about many themes a film has had in this new age of story writing: zombie apocalypse, dreams, nightmares, robots, dystopian and utopian worlds, imagined realities, pandemic virus, time traveling, e.g. There are a few that, while its concept is in ink, are superimposed with an innovative twist, and they unanimously become one of the original films of that time. For example, the underrated Snowpiercer and The Returned of 2013 (below).


2012 was the year of the dragon, and there were a handful films that personally didn't dragged on because they expressed a storyline so unique and so imaginative they breathe fire. Where does Russovoir even begin? - Man On the Ledge, Chronicle, The Cabin In the Woods, Battleship, Moonrise Kingdom, Ruby Sparks, Premium Rush, Looper, Pitch Perfect. That's about all the films of 2012*. So later, you can just imagine how frustrated Russovoir has been when he discovered three years a span a film so enfeeblingly brilliant it was the first thing that came to mind waking up, like the first pulse on a flatline. 

Steven Strait is a perfect cast. Russovoir couldn't diagnose why; it could be from the calm in his eyes, the foam around his mouth. Strait is always this working face reference. People can't put a finger on him. Admittedly, he came as a stranger, or better yet, a long lost friend. Getting to know him again through this film was the best part.

Warren Peace in Sky High (2005).

Some of you might think the title After is short and sweet, and some ineffective and weak. That issue already has had bothered Russovoir and thought after how the film made him feel, it doesn't really matter now. Co-written and directed by Ryan Smith, your left brain and your right brain will already have done each separately: bored and confused. Russovoir asks of you to stay with it, stay with the characters, their individual lives slowly and beautifully unfold and meet. Only then we will have felt as though we blacked out throughout and woke up relieved with a second life. Mostly, strait to the heart.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

*Academy Award nominees and winners not included.

Friday, March 6, 2015

#NoHoMOORE.

"When I was 16 years old, I tried to kill myself because I felt weird, and I felt different and I felt like I did not belong. And now I am standing here. I would like for this moment to be for that kid out there who feels like she's weird or she's different or she doesn't fit in anywhere. Yes, you do. Stay weird, stay different. When it's your turn and you are standing on this stage, please pass the same message to the next person that comes along."

Graham Moore, Academy Award-winning Screenwriter.

Justifiably tight competition among fellow nominees, The Theory of Everything, Whiplash, American Sniper, and Russovoir's personal favorite and should've won curse the Academy - kidding - Nightcrawler, Graham Moore and his beloved The Imitation Game was honestly both unexpected and a relief to take home the Oscar for Best Adapted Screenplay at the 87th Academy Awards. Russovoir took it upon himself to set the records straight (pun intended).

To begin, and blow away the air of suspicion, Russovoir adores the film. The thought of the glacial recognition of Alan Turing rebooted from tolerant eyes, through a refreshing, inoffensive storyline, in a prejudice-polluted thought orgy of society, it's a filmic achievement.

Alan Mathison Turing was responsible for the simmering of World War II by two years. Two years had saved an approximate of 14 to 21 million innocent lives. All because Turing and his team, but mostly Turing, invented a divine machine, at a pressing time of chaos, against a demonic machine. The Enigma (below) is a German invention for which since World War I the Nazi had used to write, send, and communicate diabolical plans, for instance The Battle of Atlantic of 1939. Let us not go into detail how the Enigma works because, well, for one, Russovoir failed Accounting twice. That'll do it.

Fun Fact: Germans used their girlfriends' names as keywords.

Moore was responsible for picking up on this remarkable human feat, and like the decoding of the Enigma, he spent a quarter of his life researching, compiling, and finally writing a concise and compelling screenplay, The Imitation Game, one of the best scripts of 2011.  The $14M-dollar budget film broke the box office, closing in to $180M. Based loosely on the book Alan Turing: The Enigma by Andrew Hodges, and not to be confused by Kate Winslet's Enigma (2001), the story of which is focused on the cracking of the machine - no cracking was made of what was going on inside Turing's head. Often times a film becomes a brilliant classic not only for its story, and because Turing's story had just been sitting until a purposeful screenwriter scatters the dust on which it had collected, The Imitation Game is most loved for its screenplay; the enigma of words come together and 'click' in us.


On February 22, Graham Moore accepted the Oscar. He deserved it, we all think, especially after what Russovoir had diligently put together for his account. The world was moved by his acceptance speech (refer to the blue font) because it had an intended audience, for whom could have had put up a wall high up now lowered down, hiding in a shell now broken free. Russovoir saw the good in his sincerely inspiring speech. Standing in front of 'disconcertingly beautiful people' on the podium of the most prestigious and televised award show, often times acceptance speeches are the first publicly acceptable formed words in one's head. Unless you're Patricia Arquette (Best Actress in a Supporting Role, Boyhood) who had a piece of paper detailing wage gap against women; her speech did not receive positive reception. The adorable 33-year old hesitantly thanked Oprah Winfrey, sounding it hadn't had crossed his mind to win, thus further hinting what he'll about to say isn't researched nor compiled. Concise and compelling, Moore noticeably rattled on his words, nervously combing the side of his hair that didn't look it needed combing. Russovoir is afraid people are pressing (or already have) buttons when there's only one to unlock the message of his speech. Days of research about Alan Turing and the Enigma possibly had a gradual effect in the man. Let us break down each sentence from Graham Moore's comforting speech.

"When I was 16 years old, I tried to kill myself because I felt weird and I felt different, and I felt like I did not belong."

Oh admit it, this crushed you. One of the greatest writers of our time could've had killed himself. History would've had repeated itself to which Alan Turing took his own life because he felt, too, different and did not belong. We don't want that, let alone Russovoir. The Imitation Game had an obvious message and from which the world had led to believe Moore's idolatry for Turing is because he sees himself in him. That is not the case now; he had explained in an interview after the show. Articles briefly in words, as it happens for the world's dubious disbelief, obediently documented contrary to what had seemed so obvious, a particular, instinctive radar going off the charts. The real reason why he tried to kill himself and felt weird and different because twenty years ago, and admittedly every single day of his life since, is because growing up he has gone through depression. Depression is a real and serious sickness. People who have suffered depression have actually killed themselves, for example the late and great Robin Williams (Patch Adams, 1998).

Russovoir will not lengthen the issue because it's 2015, it doesn't matter. The man has won an Oscar and achieved a milestone history will remember by. So far he has come that if there's any beard he's trying to conceal, strongly implying to his sexuality, Russovoir is glad he's alive now. He speaks on behalf wherein you think the same, right?

"Stay weird. Stay different."

Weird is a complicated word. As complicated as love. One cannot just put a finite definition to it. Each of us is an interpretation of a painting; they vary. Yet each interpretation is bound to the attendance viewing the painting. Perhaps a group of close friends. What Russovoir is trying to say is, to risk in national television and say to stay 'weird' has, in a way, opened Pandora's Box. Moore has entailed validation for every random definition the attendance has for the phrase. This is unfair. Weird is not the most flattering word for who you are, now that it's been contaminated with versions of their own taste than one's life long understanding and acceptance of oneself, with which between making friends and becoming friends, there had been a genuine, mutual, and tolerant outpouring exchange of each other's similarities and differences. You are your personality. We are, by default, different from each other. Remember this my fellow readers, especially now that 'weird' is a field where people can open fire at you, you are not entitled to constantly explaining yourself.

One cannot also 'stay' weird. "It is not the strongest of the specie that survive, but the  most adaptable.", Charles Darwin said. To stay weird means to reject decency, appropriate, altogether disrespecting the particular observance in an environment. Mind you, 'staying weird' is a fissure different from 'standing out'. The latter is invariable; weird can always adapt. Standing out doesn't offend nor impose. Standing out, instead, is like giving out post-its to people to remember you. Did you ever stop and think that fitting in and standing out, while they may sound different, and they technically are, both have the courtesy, imagine with Russovoir for a minute, an action of minimum distraction in between fit inners and standing outers. There is a line as thin as people's attention span that describes an individual from unique, different, and interesting to attention whore.

The takeaway from this section of the blog is, 'stay' and 'weird' in one gratuitous phrase - 'stay weird', we've been told to dare to be different, that the eagle flies solo, the lion doesn't need the opinion of the sheep, but listen, for one's sake, career, and survival, ascertain these: what for, to what extent, and why now?

"When it's your turn and you're standing on this stage, please pass the same message to the next person that comes along."

Russovoir will phrase it differently, but nonetheless, you got it, G.


Sunday, February 22, 2015

Why Bradley Cooper Could Sit It Out: The Eroticism of War and Victimization of Slavery.

Oh, Bradley Cooper


Russovoir likes his men more than they consciously appear. With talent. Cooper is more than a pretty face. The first time Russovoir discovered him, mouth agape, admittedly fanning, might as well throw in a crystal ball and call him Russovoiryant, because God knows Russovoir had been sober to foresee this man will paint the town red, walking down it dapperly, just after the convulskin underground red in The Midnight Meat Train (2008, below).


And then The Hangover (2009) happened. Which Russovoir understand tripled in bankability of $277.3M from only a $35M budget. That's pretty impressive, no doubt. But here's the problem: Russovoir doesn't want Cooper to be a comedian. Is that selfish? Russovoir doesn't think he's either effective nor eligible to be one. He's too, say, valuable. Not that comedians aren't valuable. Let's just say he's no Joel McHale. Or maybe, Russovoir is in love with many unrealized roles he could be perfect in that slapstick comedy was obviously just going to have to do for now to pay the bills. Then Hangover II and Hangover III, while committing to more serious roles in between like Limitless (2011) and The Words (2012). Bradley Cooper has had his career laid out like non-biodegradable and biodegradable.

American Sniper would be Cooper's third Oscar nomination, remembering his outstanding performances in Academy Award nominated Best Picture The Silver Linings Playbook (2012) and American Hustle (2013). Russovoir is convinced his presence on the red carpet, a nod from the Academy, is because finally he has separated himself from what's easy and has given more. And Russovoir couldn't be happier for him. He is a testament that the Academy isn't interested about how the camera loves you, but instead why the camera loves a cliche* Bradley Cooper.

Shots were fired when American Sniper was revealed to be in the running for Best Picture in the most anticipated 87th Academy Awards. It raised a reasonable, powerful question that shook the very foundations the institution stands by, however long-standing they have been: WHY? Clint Eastwood has pulled the trigger, and attracted an audience ($350M) only from the noise it made than the actual damage it's done. Sure, cinematography is one bullet in the cylinder. Cooper is another (and has bitten the bullet; the transition was admirable). Editing, let's load that in. Russovoir will leave it up to you the next three. Whatever you decide that qualifies the film an Oscar nod, here's Russovoir's problem: Aren't you tired of war movies? The eroticism and exhilaration of war, a familiar template of whose side are you on (U! S! A!), the manipulative virility of violence, those aren't the 'escape' we want why people go to the movies.

Oops, Russovoir forgets. America doesn't only run on Dunkin', but also in war. War is a billion-dollar business, and America will be damned if they don't get a share of that. Oscar has now become Uncle Sam. The Academy has become a mediator by which these 'old, conservative, white' (so Russovoir has heard) men seem to feel obliged, possibly even had lived through to influence judgement, invariably including war movies into the outstanding nominees. Also, the Academy is of the Americans, by the Americans, and for the Americans (so help me God), and anyone and anything upholding this nationalistic belief surely in fine print, had been given an invisible pen with invisible ink and signed the Declaration of American Credence.  


The Civil Right Act, Amendment IV, Section 5
1.1 A black movie nominee silences the accusation of racism.
























The victimization of the black has taken to a whole new level. It is now considered 'racist' if the Academy hadn't included a black film in the bunch. And what for? Slavery film. Again. What is with this yearly reminder of slavery? Does this empower them? Does this give them a favor so that if an employer dismisses their job application they're immediately called racist, and not consider the fact that he has a criminal record? Why keep making films that build tension among each other? How about black inventors? black artists, Get On Up? Tasteful romance, Beyond the Lights (below)? Russovoir doesn't seem to understand why the black people always have to be represented in this image the rest has to sympathize for. The grossest part is that you are fully conscious of your sympathy, with which ultimately influenced judgement even for the stringent Academy. Then again, with power and wealth of Oprah Winfrey, who produced and starred in Selma, one could say Russovoir's opinion is not one of her favorite things.

Gugu Mbatha-Raw: Black Princess to Black Pop Sensation.


Now, have you ever noticed your favorite artist's CD has like twelve songs, and you're convinced it's worth every dollar, but when you get home and listen to each one, you realized only ten are great, and the other two aren't just consistent? The Academy Awards kind of feels that way. At least just this year, and only as far as Russovoir started following the show. He went ahead and segregated the eight songs of Hollywood - the artist - between the fillers and fighters.

Fillers: Patriotism and Racial Equality.

Fillers: Artsy and Gimmicky.

    
Fighters: Performance, Message, and Storyline.

You may have a completely different opinion on this. This is America. It prides itself of freedom of speech; it's totally okay. Everyone's a critic anyway. This is simply speaking from the core of the movie aficionado and aspiring screenwriter in Russovoir. Again, the Academy is a school, and we should honor directors, screenwriters, actors who not only placed effort in gimmick and special effects, but into an original, compelling story. Whiplash, Birdman, and The Theory of Everything, there is nothing more in the world that would give peace in Russovoir if either one of them wins. Listen to him, what peace is he talking about? 1) Peace is a selfless ideal existing in a selfish world and 2) Unless there's going to be a last minute change and bump a nomination for Jake Gyllenhaal for Best Actor and Nightcrawler for Best Picture, peace has already been violated. Shame on you, Academy.

Best Original Screenplay Nominee. Only.

*Russovoir likes his men more than they consciously appear. With talent. Gyllenhaal is more than a pretty face. The first time Russovoir discovered him, mouth agape, admittedly fanning, might as well throw in a crystal ball and call him Russovoiryant, because God knows Russovoir had been sober to foresee this man will paint the town red, walking down it dapperly, just after the convulskin underground dread in The Day After Tomorrow (2004).



Friday, December 19, 2014

Hector's Making A List, Checking and Strive.

This is why we need friends. At least Russovoir is experientially speaking for himself. He would have never taken a second look for Hector and the Search for Happiness. This hasn't happened just once too! Ben Affleck's Academy Award-winning Argo for instance. It didn't look appealing enough, not catchy enough. Not so much from its trailer, that which, apologetically, hadn't had surfaced in the interim before a movie normally starts, but more of the Academy Award Best Picture's poster. Dreary, Russovoir thought. While we should account visual presentation, just as plating is to food, on our movie posters, we must not judge a film by its boring poster. And oh, almost forgot, if it wouldn't have been for a friend, Deya Rosales, one night Russovoir bumped into at the mall, ignorance for Argo, a thrill-seeker blockbuster, would've had been a son of a bliss.
    
Remy Soni. The friend responsible for my superfluous yet each one sincere thank you's for granting a FREE movie screening of Hector and the Search for Happiness. One could tell, already, Russovoir found happiness in the fortune. But only just the beginning; there couldn't be any other way anyway, otherwise there is no point of gathering you all here. Simon Pegg's HSH is a perfect Christmas* film (*R-18)

HSH, abbreviated, because, foremost on factors affecting passing on this film is its title. Can they get any longer? Understandably, often, films need to have a longer title for specification (Harry Potter and the Sorcerer Stone) or each word is dependent to the other; the article 'the' and prepositions 'of', 'to', e.g. (Guardians of the Galaxy). It wouldn't work if we remove a word. Imagine, simply Search for Happiness. Isn't that simpler, easier, catchier? To aspiring screen writers out there, if you can help it, K.I.S.S. your movie titles. Keep It Short and Sweet. Retention is the greater marketing.

Even so, all is forgiven (mainly because it's based from a Francis Lelord novel of the same title). The story gave Russovoir the touchy-feely. He wanted to be loved right there, right now, in between arm rests and darkness abreast. The style in which both the journey and destination of searching for happiness is a nodding, finger-wagging experience. "I wish I had a notepad to write all those points down.", Remy confessed not long after. If we could have, we would have. There were many valuable quotes from the chance encounters of Hector (Pegg) that ultimately filled his 'adventure notebook' his wife Clara (Rosamund Pike, Gone Girl) slipped in (think Disney Pixar's Up (2009). Pike herself was at her most charming role too; this is more of her character than of the psychopath Amy Dunne. Yet sublime on both. Spontaneous, cohesive, and the attention to detail complementary to the unexpected turn of events in each of his next stop, as a viewer, Russovoir had the beginning of happiness, and later still have it.

Hector and the Search for Happiness is a surprise success. Unsung, even. Factors affecting this is primarily because simply, it's Simon Pegg. He's known for his works Shaun of the Dead (2004), Hot Fuzz (2007), Paul (2011), the recent The World's End (2013), to name a few. He's the funny guy. How could he possibly make us feel any other emotion than laughter? It's a question that still courses through Russovoir's veins, happy hormones streaming parallel, injected with the thought that this Steve Carell-esque transition is medicine in enumerative doses, healing the viewer as much as it has for Hector.

Friday, November 14, 2014

Interstellar: Houston, We Have A Problem.

This is probably one of a handful times Russovoir is going to come forward from the line and admits he felt Interstellar was like a comet. We are told it could make wishes come true, and never did.

Russovoir is not pretentious. He's not going to like something because the world likes it. Conversely, he's not going to dislike something because the world does. Especially movies. His mind works on its own in that department (The Twilight Saga is a trailblazer, for example).

Memento (2000). The Prestige (2006). Inception (2010). Russovoir calls it the Nolan's Touch. Anything he puts his mind into, it turns gold. Russovoir respects - no, bows down - to his dedication, inclination, and creations. He is a star among many stars in the sky that people look up to; if he were a constellation, Russovoir thought of a perfect pattern unmistakably ascribed (below):


Set of stars to connect, Russovoir will leave that to NASA. It's easy.

You see, Christopher Nolan means the world. The world Russovoir has made for himself and the world Nolan has shown to the world for our entertainment is coexisting in harmony. Seeing this rather unfortunate unrequited relationship we have, this is then actually unsettling to raise an eyebrow for Interstellar. This is not an exegesis even. With which lack of such is because the film prevented it. Now, Russovoir isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, or shall we say, the brightest star in the evening sky, but he prides himself to work with a film all the time. Humility aside, there isn't one film he didn't immediately understand. And other times, without pretense nor self-pity, the film in question will play over and over in his head, and long after the credits, long after the hike on Magnificent Mile home, before changing to his jammies, he has already understood the majority of it. Majority instead of the entirety for Russovoir reserves the right to make mistakes; after all, a film is open to several interpretations. Interstellar stole this from us.

Selfish. Lazy, and information overload, Nolan had an objective and that is to be self-righteous. Aspiring director Tyler Gotham, a good friend of Russovoir once said, "People think if they don't understand something, it's art." He was at that time referring to Wes Anderson's The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014). Strangely, this young man took the very words Russovoir has been swallowing for fear of being a snob or too critical (although, in his defense and for what its worth, the film has theatrical allure. Russovoir won't be caught dead watching yet another Anderson film in hopefully near future).

Theatrical allure. Visual orgasm. Stunning. Amazing. Visual effects tend to detour us from the heart of cinema. James Cameron's Avatar (2009), it was not only an ultimate display of the patient 10-year long hold off for computer graphic image (CGI) suitability, it also has a concrete, audience-friendly storyline. If your basis of a great film lies solely in visual effects, take your opinion up Uranus.

Nolan is a very smart man. Russovoir wouldn't want him to be anyone else but himself. There is just an element of his recent film that's just too much of himself. First, let's entertain the suspicion that Interstellar is on the same orbit as Alfonso Cuaron's Academy award-winning Gravity (2013). And if he's like any other auteur, Nolan may be on the same orbit but, he's on a different axis. Second, during which the axis has clearly established itself as a novelty, the audience has been exhausted of information. Three long hours of information with which we, or not to sound accusatory, personally Russovoir couldn't work with (nor around). And had there been information still processing - Russovoir refused to give up on its storyline - new information, obscure information comes up, as though we're astronomers, quantum physicists, space theorists, or even Sheldon Cooper apprentices, who could naturally work one's way through. The film failed to capture the audience. Audience comprising of men and women of 9-to-5 working day. If Nolan's initial goal is to a different audience than mentioned, well, Russovoir would be more than happy to be corrected. Though so much marketing has been done, and what distinguishes a dress is the designer, the venerated director preceding the film, Interstellar has had, and has been having, attention like sightings of a UFO, always curious, and yet overhyped.

There is, of course, sensibility felt for the single father (Matthew McConaughey) to his children, husband to a cancer-ridden wife. But imagine this. The exchange of communication between ground control (film) to a group of astronauts (audience) is doing fine (2/3 of the narrative), until an interference. We're simply picking up unfamiliar reception, unfamiliar information arduously (still) processing in our overwrought minds. The irony of it is that what seemed to be information overload is information withheld. Russovoir took the fair chance to ask his friends whose Facebook posts implied they understood the film. While they speak enthusiastically of it, it is of Russovoir's inherent propensity to not buy it. There seems to be a kind of enigmatic credulity in science fiction films recently; we thought Johnny Depp's Transcendence (2014) was the last of them.

This is a long review, a passionate review if he can say so himself. Both polemic and panegyric. The former at its mildest because Russovoir will have to turn gold for Nolan's next touch. Nolandary.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

The 25 Classic Filipino Films.

There's this chain posting and tagging going on Facebook lately, and it's about movies! If there's anything Russovoir has been all over, and will be over for a very long time, it's going to have to be movies. Curious about the '15 Movies That Will Always Stay With You' from selected people of valued space and attention, from which raises the question how does one become valuable, on which definitely he goes for content and character and much less on unnecessary, 'obligatory' (how does it even become obligatory?) selfies and overpublicized lifestyle, on his NewsFeed, Russovoir observed two (2) peculiarities.

Before anything else, there attached 'rules' with this chain. The rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen films you've seen that will always stick with you. List the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes. Now, films that will 'always stay with you' is not and must not simply be like picking flowers at the park. Films that will always stay with you, one should uproot the flowers from its clingy source. Films that will always stay with you will have to need more than fifteen minutes. Otherwise, pressured by a subconscious ticking clock, a number of people's films go so recent Russovoir wonders if they really 'always stayed' with them or were the ones that first came to mind, as though films is a game of Boggle. 

That's one. Two, Russovoir noticed his Filipino friends' films that always stayed with them are foreign films. See, he gets it. There aren't many Filipino films that have been recently made that could possibly come into mind in fifteen minutes, let alone those which have stayed. So fuck the rules. It simply doesn't make sense. If you're a Filipino and there's not one Filipino classic film in the 15 Movies That Will Always Stay With You, I'd think either 1) you're pretentious 2) you're a square, or 3) - less scornful and more helpful now - that you need a little reminding. Categorized in genres, here are the 25 Classic Filipino Films that once electrified Filipino blood. 

Comedy

25. Oki Doki Doc (1996) - Aga Muhlach
 















24. Milyonaryong Mini (1996) - Ogie Alcasid, John Estrada

















23. Biyudo Si Daddy, Biyuda Si Mommy (1997) - Vic Sotto

















22. Haba Baba Doo! Puti Puti Poo! (1998) - Redford White, Babalu

















21. Tik Tak Toys May Kolokotoys (1999) - Serena Dalrymple















20. Home Along Da Riles: The Movie (1993) - Dolphy, Nova Villa

















19. Ang Tanging Ina (2003) - Ai Ai De las Alas, Eugene Domingo




















Comedy Central:
Crying Ladies (2003)
Annie B. (2004)

Horror

18. Shake, Rattle, and Roll I, II, III, IV








17. Tiyanak (1988) - Janice De Belen

















16. Aswang (1992) - Alma Moreno




















15. Multo In The City (1994) - Aiko Melendez, Jacklyn Jose













14. Magandang Hatinggabi (1998) - Marvin Agustin




















13. Sa Piling Ng Aswang (1999) - Gina Alajar

















12. Feng Shui (2004) - Kris Aquino



















Romance

11. Flames: The Movie (1997)
    Paano Ang Puso Ko? (1997)
    Dahil Mahal Na Mahal Kita (1998)
    Kay Tagal Kang Hinintay (1998)

Rico Yan


10. Kung Ayaw Mo, Wag Mo (1998)
    Labs Kita... Okey Ka Lang? (1998)
    Hey Babe (1999)
    Kung Ikaw Ay Isang Panaginip (2000)
    Tunay Na Tunay: Gets Mo? Gets Ko! (2000) - (no picture)

Jolina Magdangal

 9. Got 2 Believe (2002) - Claudine Barretto*

*Barretto is Philippines' TV Queen so obviously an exception has to be made. Her finest romance performances are:

9.1 Mula Sa Puso (1997)
9.2 Saan Ka Man Naroon (1999)
9.3 Sa Dulo Ng Walang Hanggan (2001)
9.4 Marina (2004)












8. Muling Ibalik Ang Tamis Ng Pag-ibig (1998) - Judy Ann Santos*
   Isusumbong Kita Sa Tatay Ko (1999)
   Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo (2006)
   

*A Queen always have to have a sister, not necessarily an evil one. Santos is an icon of classic Filipino courtship. Her finest TV performances are:

8.1 Mara Clara (1992)
8.2 Gimik (1996)
8.3 Esperanza (1997)











Disclaimer: The Jericho Rosales + Kristine Hermosa didn't cut it.

Fantasy/Drama 

Batang X (1995)
(L-R) 1991, 1998, 1999
Mulawin: The Movie (2005)
Little 7's:
Blusang Itim (1986)
Valentina (1990)
Computer Kombat (1997)
Kokey (1997)
Yamashita: The Tiger's Treasure (2001)

Magic Kingdom (1997)
Sarah: Ang Munting Prinsesa (1995)







Muro-ami (1999)

Coming-Of-Age a.k.a The Patrick Garcia Age

(L-R) 1996, 1997, 2002
Ang TV Movie: The Adarna Adventure (1997)
6. Trip (2001) - John Pratts, Heart Evangelista


Drama

 5. Kapag May Katwiran, Ipaglaban Mo!: The Movie (1995)




















4. May Nagmamahal Sa Iyo (1996) - Lorna Tolentino, Stefano Mori




















3. Bata Bata, Pa'no Ka Ginawa? (1998) - Vilma Santos, Carlo Aquino




















Drama Studio Presents:

Madrasta (1996)
Tanging Yaman (2000)
Mila (2001)
Mga Munting Tinig (2002)
Dekada '70 (2002)
Mano Po (2002, 2003)

2. Magnifico (2003) - Jiro Manio, Isabella De Leon


















1. Anak (2000) - All Time Favorite - Vilma Santos, Claudine Barretto


Trivia: Anak was submitted for the 73rd Academy Awards for Best Foreign Language Film. Unfortunately, it had had no nominations.




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