Sunday, 25 October 2009

Nollywood!


In general, and I may be shooting myself in the foot by saying this, I really despise Nigerian movies. I'm Nigerian most def and proudly Nigerian but I cannot stand our movies. Maybe its the poor script where the scenes are either overly dramatized and the acting is too rehearsed and too exaggerated or simply not plausible.

Or maybe its the fact that a very scanty script is stretched over two to three parts. I mean really, does the camera really have to focus on the car driving all the way to the village when the dirt road or the steering wheel or the driver are of no relevance to the plot?

Or maybe it's the fact that the directors / producers are really cheap. I mean its really sad when they portray a party at a wealthy guy's house and the main course is indomie and the guests look like old, uneducated men who suffer from malnutrition. I dunno....it grates me.

So about two weeks ago, my best friend suggested we watch a nigerian movie whilst we were having a sleepover. As you can imagine, I was not pleased and tried (very hard) to persuade her to watch something else. It didn't work though especially since another naija babe came in and supported her so I was like, whatever....FINE...

We browsed around for new movies and saw the preview of HEART OF MEN which is a Ghanaian production and boy was I surprised. I mean usually love scenes in our movies are pathetic. Even in non-passionate scenes, the actors are always so rigid and it just looks so fake. I never buy it. So you can imagine my surprise when I saw a breast.....YES a bare breast and a guy's buttocks and actual real kissing. The murder scenes looked really interesting too. I was in shock for a long ass time. I'm not saying that we need to get naked to make a good movie but its refreshing to see that directors and actors are willing to take more risks and are concentrating on ensuring that the scrips are less predictable and more believable. I was impressed. But hey...it's just a preview so lets wait till the movie comes out. In the meantime check out a snippet of the full preview: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwNhDLelwKk  

What do you guys think? I mean some of my friends think its disgusting. Some stuff about how it's immoral and shit but as far as I'm concerned, these things do happen. People do have sex and kill and steal in Africa so I think our films should accurately represent what happens and not shy away from telling it like it is for the sake of "modesty".

Have a great day.xx

Tuesday, 20 October 2009

HELP!

Ok....I desperately need advice/help/wateva. my man's bday is coming up v soon....and i need cool and UNIQUE ideas on what to get him. Hes a bit older than I am....26. any ideas people? im clueless.

xxx

Thursday, 15 October 2009

Emotionless



When I was about seven or eight years old, my older (then fifteen year old) cousin came to sleep over at mine. I remember after eating jollof rice, bathing reluctantly and saying our prayers, my cousin and I climbed into my bed. She and I had never been close and so after a few minutes talking about bullshit we started to fall asleep. A few minutes later i felt her hand clasp mine and to my surprise, she guided my hand cautiously under her night gown to her vagina. I let out a startled gasp and pulled my hand away, my heart beating furiously. I knew what she had done was bad. I didn't know why at the time, I just knew it. Instinctively, I pulled the hand to my nose and inhaled. It smelt strange, almost damp. We slept in silence. She never touched me again.

I wish I could say that that event had a profound effect on my life but it didn't. It didn't make me suspicious, or anxious or slightly depressed. It didn't make me not trust guys either. I mean any jadedness I possess is purely due to failed relationships. Was I freaked out? yes. Did I know it was wrong? Certainly. But after a few days, I didn't give it another thought. Life went on as usual. In fact, I had forgotten about the incident until I saw said cousin at my grandmother's memorial service two weeks ago. It was my mum's teasing about how she would soon be bringing a suitor that had triggered the flashback.

I wondered if she remembered. Actually I knew she must remember. I wondered if she thought about it every time she saw me and if she felt guilty, embarassed, or simply didn't give a fuck. Is that why we were never close? I don't know how I feel. If I heard that such a thing had been done to my little sister, I'd kill the motherfucker but I'm not even angry about it. What does that mean? Don't tell me I'm in denial because I'm dead serious when I say it has not affected me. What do you guys think?

Genesis

This is the first time I'm trying out the whole blogging thing. Feel like I have a lot to say and I also feel it is important to share my laughs, tears, and quirks with you all. Hope it's great.
xx