15 September 2007

2007 Brisbane Writers Festival (12/9-16/9)

"There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are." - W Somerset Maugham

 


Here comes another year of get together for Brisbane's homegrown writers. Unlike last year, I did not take part in volunteering, which gave me lesser chances to head on over there and attend the sessions. I could not help feeling like I am being left out from checking out some of the good authors out there, listen to them yak away about their books and about themselves, line up and get their autographs (how dodgy and lame), and get into paid events free. There are so many interesting sessions this year, but unfortunately, it seems like there are more paid sessions too, which is a bummer. Last year was gloomy and it rained during the festival. This year, it was sunny all along and they have shifted the event to the State Library, just across the road from Southbank. Nice place. Alas, no photos this time around. Although people said that writers do get inspired there. I have yet to feel it. Maybe if I have gone there more often, something pleasant may land on my shoulders. Or something less pleasant. Like bird poo.


Some of you may know Louis Sachar. Or not. I know I did not. He is the author of Holes, which was adapted for a movie starring Sigourney Weaver, Jon Voight and Shia LaBeouf. I should be honoured, being in the same room with an American author who has published close to 26 books in his writer's life and worked with those famous Hollywood stars. He sat a few feet away from me, sipping his coffee and just talking about his life as a writer. But. I hardly knew him. I vaguely knew about Holes - not the book, but the movie - from the TV commercial I saw awhile back on Astro. I did not know it was from a book to begin with. Shame on me.

I guess one of the plus sides of being in Australia is that we are more likely to meet internationally known people in person that I ever would if I were to stick around in Malaysia. Australia is more in touch with writers and artistes from America, while Malaysia is all about the channels we watch and the albums we tune in to. I did not dare comment on anything regarding his works and his experience. One thing I learned from taking up Journalism is that the interviewees are not going to be pleased if they are asked on rudiment questions that can easily be answered by rocking up the Internet for some research. So, if you have nothing smart to say, do not say anything. I would flip if I were a fan of Sachar's work. But alas. Good experience though. One of those experiences that can satisfy the fangirl in me, if ever she is still alive.

Sonya Hartnett is well-loved in my Uni. We are reading one of her books, Sleeping Dogs for Youth and Children's Writing and it is a favourite amongst the students too. I guess she is known like that because she is controversial, because she writes about bleak stuff and dark stuff and ends her stories without the conventional happy endings but something sudden that leaves the readers stunned. I cannot say I am awed by her writing style. I mean. What she writes is definitely up my alley, but it is not the first time I have read stuff like that. I used to write stuff like that and I have read quite a number of fictions online with such dark elements. So, what she is doing is not a first time for me. But I guess it is cool to see something I am used to and like to be doing well. Gives writers like us some sort of hope, I guess. Although it can be kind of played out.

She is at the festival to promote her recently published (just a few weeks old) book, The Ghost's Child, and she is everything I imagine her to be. My lecturer has been talking about her quite a lot in class for weeks before the festival. How controversial and frank she is. A cynic of sorts. And all that. She commented on the Harry Potter phenomenon and put in her two-cent about it, which was not a surprise. Is Harry Potter really that good, or is everyone just going out to buy the subsequent books just because they have read the previous installment and they have to keep on going. Is it really a bestseller or did Rowling just got lucky. Et cetera. Et cetera. Maybe she is jealous of Rowling's fame that leads to fortune (not to say that she indicated that she is), but if so, it is normal I guess. Authors would like that unexpected turn in life, which pays off for doing what we love the most - write.

I decided to get her new book to check out if it is in the same ground as Sleeping Dogs. She had a signing session as well, so I thought well why not get her autograph. While waiting in line for my turn, I was mentally coming up with something to ask her so that I do not seem dense or like I am just out to get her autograph like the school children in front of me. Got a little tongue-tied but well, it is expected as I am not a good conversationalist. Besides, I was kind of afraid I might offend her in some way (takes one to know one, perhaps?). She does not smile much, just that straight face while doodling "a spooky ghost!" on my book and answering my question in a matter-of-fact manner.

We have to do The Arrival as well for Youth and Children's Writing and I was immediately blown away with his artwork. Shaun Tan's name is an immediate give away that he has some Chinese blood in him. I read from an article that his father's family is from Malaysia, although he is borned and bred in Australia. So, he had a session at the same time as Sachar's that day, but fortunately enough, my Uni rocks and was able to get him over to our Uni to hold another session just for us. HAH! So yeah. For two hours plus, he talked about his writer's life - or lacked of - and how it led to him doing illustrations instead.

I am always fascinated with authors/illustrators of the fantasy or science fiction genre. It is like, they look at the same world we are in but what they see is totally different from what we see. As if they can look into the future and create a whole new world about it, but yet connects it so well with the current world. That is what Shaun Tan did for The Arrival. He took the aged old theme of migration and made a whole new world for the migrants to move into. Something that speaks to all the migrants around the world.

Again, during his signing session after his talk, I decided to rack up another silly question to ask him: something about the symbols and characters throughout his graphic novel. And pathetically brought up the coincidence that I am from Malaysia too. I would definitely sound more pathetic if I tell you it turns out his father's family is from Penang as well.

So. That is my highlight for this year's Brisbane Writers Festival. My second and last. And I cannot help feeling like I would miss this come next year, when/if I am not around. And how cool it would be to be one of the writers to have her/his name on the list of participating authors, to be talking about or launching my new book during the festival. Talking crap about my views on writing and how my writer's life go about. Hanging out with the cool writers in the after party and having people line up to sign my book. Watch this space. Coming to a bookstore near you. Booyah.


Credits: Brisbane Writers Festival. Wikipedia.

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7 September 2007

Have you seen...

"Sans toi, les émotions d'aujourd'hui ne seraient que la peau morte des émotions d'autrefois."

 


Amélie
I managed to catch Jean-Pierre Jeunet's other movie, A Very Long Engagement, on TV the other day and I absolutely loved it. By then, already Amélie was already on my rental list and I was waiting for the day to come when it would show up in my mailbox. It did not take long. Roughly just about a few days. Good words have been put for this movie for sometime already, so I decided to check it out.


It is unique. Definitely non-cliche. Jeunet seems to pick up quirky and unusual characteristics for his characters. Although quite similar sometimes, from movie to movie, but it is out of this world and untackled. Just seems to make the characters more human. He took time out for the narrator to depict every character's seemingly unusual behaviours and attitudes, letting us understand them a little bit more and in hope that somewhere out there, he gets to connect the characters with an audience watching.

It is heartwarming, how Amélie Poulain (by Audrey Tautou) disregarded the bigger issues around the world and took the littlest of things to make the day of the people around her. She found a box of childhood goodies hidden behind a tile wall on the bathroom floor - right after she saw the news regarding Princess Diana's accident on TV - and decided to hunt down the owner to return it to him. She stole her father's precious gnome and have it go around the world and snapping pictures and sent back to her father. All this, just to get her father to finally pack his bags and travel the world like he had wanted to when his wife was still alive but could not because of a self-diagnosed (and wrong) heart defect on Amélie. She found her childhood sweetheart's photo album of lomo shots from the instant photo booths and decided to solve the mystery of a man whose ripped pictures kept on showing up with the same facial expression - firm and dull. Et cetera. Et cetera.

 


Little Children
I would not say this is one of the best films I have come across. I would not say it is spectacular, as the movie is kind of all over the place and clunky. Because it tackles different characters and jumps around, it is hard to say what is the main plotline. The film started off depicting the return of a pedophile (by Jackie Earle Haley) to a small neighbourhood and how the neighbours are outraged, the character did not show up until probably 30 minutes well into the show. Rest of the time, we are dwelling on Sarah Pierce (by Kate Winslet) and the chatty and annoying housewives at the playground with their children, and her adultery with Brad Adamson (by Patrick Wilson) a.k.a "The Prom King", husband to a successful wife and a man who cannot seem to pass his bar exam because his heart is not in it anymore.


But. I will give credit to Todd Field for picking up unconventional roles for the main characters. He tackles characters we do not usually see in movies - a pedophile and married couples committing adultery. It is like telling the world that good people are constantly battling the urge to do evil. And that behind every wrong move they make, there is a story and a darn good reason for it. So maybe his execution is not as clean cut as Jeunet's, but he did come out making a different movie. And I guess, that is one of the reasons why his movie works.

 


Life is Beautiful (La Vita è bella)
This movie is definitely a breath of fresh air for me. A story about Guido Orefice (by Roberto Benigni), a man with an awesome level of optimism at the worst possible time. His life is a show to him, and he constantly plays a role of a comedian to woo Dora (by Nicoletta Braschi) to become his wife. Even after he was recruited to a restricted camp for Jews with his son Giosué (by Giorgio Cantarini), he refused to let his son in on what the camp was really all about, and convinced him that the camp was merely a competition to win a real life battle tank.


I find the movie very adorable. Bittersweetly romantic at times. How Dora, even though not a Jew, decided to hop on the train and become one of the secluded Jews just to be at the same place as her husband and son. How Guido, even at times when chances seem slim to escape alive, he managed to put on a smile for his son and still think of his wife on the other side of the camp, airing out the opera music they first met in the gramophone and exclaiming "Good morning, Princess!" - his first and ever wooing line to her - through the sound system, just to keep his wife's spirits up and remain hopeful.


Movie rental: QuickFlix

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5 September 2007

Falling Out of Reach


I want to defy gravity. I want to bend all laws of physics. Spring is taking its own sweet time to come. Windy days are back to stay. I want to open up my umbrella and let the wind carry me away. I want to fly away from this world, to somewhere enchanted. Somewhere beautiful where the rivers flow and the trees are abundant and green. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, somewhere where it is quiet and a hearty laughter can echo for miles, over mountains and valleys. Away from the over-achievements and under pressures, somewhere where time stands still, freezing everything good in the world for too long. I want to go to some fantasia and this reality behind. Somewhere I can pretend to be free and irresponsible and beautiful. I am a dreamer.

"Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs."

 

Photo: Getty Images
Quote: Amélie