I just watched Blithe Spirit. It was a hoot. I found out what it was about from P already, so I went in with expectations. But thankfully, I wasn't let down. My mind was wandering a bit at first, but I realised that the fun is in listening out for the reparte between Lim Kay Siu's character and his wives. The script is well done - witty and fast.
However, I think where it failed to be perfect was in the delivery of the lines. Lim Kay Siu and Neo Swee Lin had good lines, but some of the funny bits fly past you because they were delivered so nonchalantly and without much panache. They didn't look too comfortable saying some of the things. And Pam Oei was underutilised here as the domestic servant. Really, she's capable of so much more. But here, as the maid that flits in and out occasionally, she didn't have much opportunity to show off her acting chops. I also don't know why Neo Swee Lin always gets the uptight granny-ish worried roles.
We went to Purvis St for dinner and then later supper. We went to Tong Shui Cafe twice, once for a drink right after dinner and then later for a post-play session. The thick toast with peanut butter was HUGE. RICH AND GOOEY AND THICK AND er, after some time I was massively saturated from it.
And then, E and I went to salsa!!! Haha, it was far less crowded than usual. I expected far more people. But this also meant that the dance floor was nice and empty=) I think that I enjoy the Bachata quite a bit. I'm getting the hang of the dance. Just swivel your hips and sway the rhythm. And always remember to give the ass a final swish at the end of the 4-count bar. I think I can do the dances which require less technical maneuvering and which just requires a lot of booty action=) Yay, I know my strengths.. hahaha.
ok, but the down feeling is still there. Not much I can say without sounding cryptic. But I don't want to say too much either here. I just feel that this is a chapter I have to close and I don't want to.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
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