The Sunbaked King

For the love of a daughter

Although the story felt rushed (and therefore confusing) at the end, the movie was still able to deliver a fantastical and quirky look into the mind of Dr. Parnassus, pulling me in with questions about love and the hard choices it brings.

For the love of a friend

I love a good mystery. I grew up with Agatha Christie books, and I devoured all the Hercule Poirot detective stories. My favorite part (as I guess anyone else’s) is at the end, where everyone’s gathered in a circle and Hercule Poirot explains his thought processes (driven by the little gray cells) and reveals the murderer. I felt the same level of excitement watching Sherlock Holmes, and while there was a disjoint between how I pictured Sherlock and Watson, the movie provided much entertainment in 2 hours.

For the love of God and all things holy

Paano na kaya kung di ko to pinanood? Mas marami kaya akong nagawa sa buhay ko? Malamang na-solve ko na ang problema ng world peace.

For the love of a father

Nicholas Sparks is a one-trick pony. Recipe: add one boy and one girl, add a flimsy love story, add a death or sickness or separation, add an inanimate object and turn it into a romanticized connection (a moon, a coin collection, a telescope, a notebook), and presto! Contrived tears! Forced drama! The only good thing? Nicholas Sparks movies turn out to be much better than the books. Fine, that’s not saying much, and Nicholas Sparks is getting paid more with every movie adaptation, but that alone pushed the C- book into a B- movie.

For the love of love, and love, and love

What if I told you that I watched Valentine’s Day thrice? February 18, February 21, and February 24. That should be enough of a testimonial.