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12/12/2004
Wild day out
七個鐘既live concert
一個字
"勁!"
手持VIP飛 (HAHA, 要多謝vera)
大概4:30pm去到西九龍直昇機場
原本以為已經miss out左好多
原本去到先岩岩係開始
一到達就係恭石良, 中途featuring陳奐仁
大唱"香港地"
慢慢都開始有人拍手和唱
之後有夏昭聲, lennon
跟住開始入黑
終於睇到范曉萱, 張震嶽, 五月天, 梁靜茹, 徐若瑄, 伍佰...
第一次睇concert真係有一架camera係你頭頂掃過
第一次同萬人大跳大揮手大合唱"愛之初體驗"同"自由"
第一次睇concert有人唱到最high四圍灑水
第一次近距離望住范曉萱吹笛, 佢既歌聲真係好sweet
由甜蜜my dear sunshine唱到聲嘶力竭my fucking sunshine
總之就係講唔出咁好!
香港愛音樂既人其實真係有好多好多
張震嶽唱"愛之初體驗"同"自由"既時候
我真係好surprised
我身邊幾乎所有人都識得大聲和唱
大力揮手
一個歌手, 一個音樂人
有一首成名作
都可以話心滿意足...
第二日睇報紙既時候
知道wild day out大會收到多封警告信
香港政府就係咁
有時太多限制
根本就係一種箝制
維港巨星匯都嘈
點解佢唔出聲
做政府既... 成日都係爸爸級既人
做爸爸既... 真係唔會明d仔女點諗
代溝永遠都填唔平
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09/12/2004
Grad day
之前一晚我仲盡力提升自己既興緻
為grad day準備下
問下eva幾時係邊度同邊個join埋一齊去grad day
ha
原本一大早9:15就約左係本部等
結果我8:00醒左一下
之後決定繼續訓
畢業禮實在太悶...
最後既行程係
1:00pm同細姑姐同祖母一齊飲左個茶
再施施然出發去中大
第一站係逸夫書院
原本我以為去到中大個情緒就boost up到...
點知去到... 同一個死城有乜分別..
冷清到丫
再去新亞, 再去祟基, 再去本部
影完再影, 影完再影
原來當個相機唔係自己手上既時候
都幾擔心d相晒出黎既效果
anyway... 畢業袍著係身上
並無想像中咁有感觸
不過今日都好開心見到祖母
一見到佢
第一個反應係
"你瘦左好多"
見到祖母瘦晒
滄桑左好多
不過都尚算有精神
成程同祖母影左好幾幅相
佢亦都好似一個大細路感
行黎行去
見到唔同既野, 就不其然將果樣野既名講出黎
唔知點解
好有一種害怕失去既感覺
望住祖母, 諗返起好多以前細個既野
祖母其實都一直睇住我大
晚飯既時候
祖母笑得好開心, 話好開心睇到我畢業
原來有人be proud of你既時候
係好開心架
一直以黎, 我最錫既就係我祖母同我阿媽
我諗畢業呢件事, 對佢地既意義
遠比對我既意義大
晚上訓係床上面
諗住祖母
眼濕濕
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08/12/2004
Targets
今日有幸做到一個晚會既司儀
每次一做mc
我都會懷疑自己唔多適合做幕前工作
每次都做得唔好
今日都係一樣
我都有同自己講
都只係第三次上台做司儀
或者唔好俾咁大壓力自己
俾一段時間適應同改善
有目標係好, 不過希望終有一日reach到呢個目標啦
我發現到我最大既問題
就係我唔可以背稿
自己舒舒服服講野由自可
一有稿, 我上到台就blank晒... sigh...
今次既晚會有好多野睇
雖然... 個安排都真係好差
不過做mc有樣野就係可以逼你睇足全程
第一次咁近距離睇跆拳道劈磚
第一次睇一個orchestra演奏, 仲有fion係幕後即興ballet
第一次咁近睇花式跳繩, 真係好喜出望外, 簡直就係將武術, hip hop, sports cross-over晒
仲係一個好好既cross-over
一個人同一條繩, 竟然可以有咁多變化!
佢地係中國香港跳繩總會! 記住喇~
有幾個男仔... haha... 好得架~
前日係電台錄左我第一個music show demo
自己終於聽返, okay啦希望...
不過唔知人地聽會覺得點呢?
一直都好想做到一個個人音樂節目
希望有呢個機會啦~
最緊要, 係要broaden my music horizon...
起碼都要有一樣music 我熟呀...
好, 兩個目標
好好努力!
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06/12/2004
Latter days
好耐無試過睇一套戲有一個感覺
個感覺係
睇完之後, 要即刻話俾人知呢套戲有幾好睇
套戲係 latter days
一個摩門傳教士, 同一個夜生活多姿多采既男子
遇上
套戲唔係一套好深好難明
簡簡單單
開頭base on一個輸賭
最後摩門教士point out "你都唔係咁完美, you're skin-deep and empty inside"
男子反思
知道要認真去愛
套戲既連接位好好
"好近好近去睇報紙, 只係見到好多一點一點
做人就好似置身其中, 點都唔能夠意會點與點之間既關係
但係, the dots are inter-connected
當你可以抽身去睇, 就會見到個full picture"
成套戲有一個重點, 就係講緣份, 講destiny, 講miracle
男子係一間餐廳打工, 佢既boss有日係醫院出現, 遇上摩門教士
認識左, 交換卡片
男子有一個朋友, 終日埋首寫歌
男子遇上摩門教士, 最後事情敗露, 摩門教士最後被逼要返到老家
接受一連串"治療"
兩個人互相掛住, 互相放唔低
"治療"中途, 摩門教士聽到男子朋友作既新歌music video
首歌原來係兩人分手後, 男子既日記
摩門教士唔知果個歌手就係男子既朋友
"治療"後, 摩門教士決定放棄教會身份
決定返去log angeles搵果個男子
應門既竟然係一個陌生男子
一個誤會, 令呢個前摩門教士搵張卡片
去到餐廳老闆既餐廳
就係呢度
兩個又再遇上
擁抱
睇落去, 有好多好多既不幸
好多好多錯摸
以為失去左, 原來只係過程既一部份
一個最相信destiny, 最相信神以經安排晒一切既摩門教士
原來最唔知道destiny係乜
一直都俾教條控制
一個最相信自己擁有一切既男子, 有外表, 有身材
原來外表之內, 乜野都無
如果俾你諗到
就唔係destiny
there're tonnes of possibility
anyway
今個冬天最暖既一套戲
latter days
story
Christian (Wes Ramsey), a hunky, 20-something, West Hollywood party boy gets more than he bargains for when he tries to seduce 19-year-old Elder Aaron Davis (Steve Sandvoss), a sexually confused Mormon missionary who moves into his apartment complex. When Christian exposes Davis' secret sexual desire, Davis' rejects Christian for being shallow and empty, The encounter shatters each boy's reality and draws the two into a passionate romance that risks destroying their lives. Latter Days is a charming, sexy, and moving tale that will leave you believing in the transformational power of love.
director's notes
"I don't believe in coincidence." Says Lila, the glamorous restaurateur character in my movie, LATTER DAYS, played by the radiant Jacqueline Bisset. "These days, I believe in miracles." I thought of those words as I stood atop the hill Cumorah, which is something akin to Mormon Mecca. I was being looked down upon by a towering statue of the angel Moroni. LATTER DAYS, about a gay Mormon missionary had just played a film festival in Rochester and I was surprised to find myself in nearby Palmyra, New York, the birthplace of Mormonism. It struck me as less than coincidental that I was facing such an epic figure from the religion of my youth.
It reminded me how I had felt somewhat cheated as a child. Other religions had hosts of angels, glorious gossamer draped seraphim replete with flowing hair and graceful windswept wings. But the scant squadron of Mormon angels were determinedly wing-less beings, somber, exclusively male, all in shapeless clothes with neatly trimmed beards and sensibly cropped '70's era haircuts. To me those angels looked less like heavenly emissaries and more like the BeeGees in that sadly misbegotten Sgt. Pepper's movie. And maybe that was my first clue there might be a discrepancy between me and my childhood religion - Movies.
See as I kid I felt more inclined toward the Hollywood version of celestial glory, like in Heaven Can Wait. I can still remember how I longingly gazed at that movie poster - those angelic wings - on Warren Beatty. Oh yeah. That was probably my second clue.
There are those that find ourselves on the outside, looking in. Growing up in cowboy country, on the Utah border, in a dusty place ruled by pickup trucks and rodeos, I realized that I was different. Even as a boy I knew I had an undeniable, secret urge. I knew I was a closet... filmmaker.
Some people can have an experience, incorporate it into their lives then perhaps use it to make the world a better place. Then there's another kind that has to go and make a movie about it. That's the category I fall into. Originally, I wrote this movie for myself and a couple of like-minded friends. That's not the best target demographic for a medium like film. Yet I felt compelled to tell this story. At some point in one of the script drafts Davis, the lead character, sits down on a bench and (perhaps naively) compares life to the confusing mass of dots on a magnified comic page. He expresses the hope that maybe "from God's perspective we're all connected. And it's beautiful, and funny, and good." I felt like he wasn't just speaking to me, but to anyone who has felt different and alone, or tried to grapple a set of finite answers around the complex conundrum of life, and love and humanity.
And that's one of the things I cherish about film. Ideally it gives us a window into other lives, different worlds, new realms of experience. Often, in seeing the differences between movies characters and ourselves we find connections also. We find our similarities, our shared dreams, our communal anguish. Yes, there are numerous times I walk out of a theater thinking, "Man, I wasted eight bucks and two hours of my life on that piece of crap." But then again there are those rare joyous occasions when I find a theater is like a temple; the house lights go dark, the screen flickers to life and upon it angels find wings.
Writer/Director C. Jay Cox
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