The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones. Review.

I had an opportunity to a preview screening of the upcoming movie which is based on book of "The Mortal Instruments" by Cassandra Clare.

Although I was at the preview, had some fun with photobooth, goodie bag filled by NYX make up and free popcorn with coke, still, all the freebies unable to make me really good at a movie reviews. Comments & thoughts, maybe. Anyways, that is what people do as soon as they got up from the seat at the end of movie and created buzzing effect along the way to the parking lot.

 'HoYeah'

 MEH.

So, here is my thought about this movie:

GOTH.

So, that's the first word came into my mind. The costume, the make up, the background, everything - like, gothic look alike people can be heroes. And then as the story went by, I can see a mixture of 'Beautiful Creatures' with a pinch of 'Twillight', coated with 'Underworld' and 'The Matrix'. Holy cow! That girl can dodge bullets attacking devil!

and somehow, I giggled a bit towards the end of the movie. Because it reminds me of 'GhostBusters'. How about that?

But overall, it was more like 'The Beautiful Creature' where this girl do not know how powerful she is until her certain birthday. She is partly angel and partly human which makes Mom trying to hide her from the truth, but not for very long because you can't hide from destiny. So she starting to doodle a rune in her wake and sleep until she see something and someone when ordinary human can't see - Devil and devil hunter (or they called themselves as a 'shadowhunter' to make it sound more gothic)

In this episode (did I just said, episode?) The instrument is a goblet, a cup which can extend Shadowhunter's life, a holygrail that can give limitless power who posses it (oh well, they been hunting and killing for it since Indiana Jones by the way). And now Jay-Z claimed it through his album 'Magna Carta'

AND City of Bones is a place where the 'Silent Brothers' gain power from the bones of these shadowhunters - like a graveyard and you can see it like 2 minutes in this movie which makes me wonder why the title is City of Bones while the City of Bones seems like not really a highlight in this story at all. The Mortal Instruments: 'The Prize Cup' would be more appropriate, I guess. Since it was all about that cup from the beginning until the end.

Then there were vampires, warewolf, a little bit of romance, warlock and witches which reminds me of Team Jacob and Harry Potter. Team Edward has to wait because it will come up in the sequel, I guess.

I said Harry Potter because these Shadowhunters cast a spell in by writing symbol, or rune on the palm of their hand and shove it to the enemy or waving it to get things done (besides kicking devil's ass with some cool martial art and cool gadget). So, I don't know which way is easier in fighting your enemies. By mumbling  'Expecto Patronum' or 'Avada Kadavra' and wave wand OR writing some symbol on your palm and waving it out. But I know shooting a gun is always the easiest. That's why I always like Lara Croft.

and oh!! it was kind of shocking to know Gothic and Gay can really coexist in shadowhunter world. A very awkward scene in this one. And incest is almost happen in the middle of this story too. See? This isn't a bad movie after all. It has a lot of element of surprise and at the same time it gave you a deja vu - "hhmm I've seen this before.. but, where?".

As usual, 'the force be with you' - the good wins and the evil lose. They will start filming the sequel : City of Asses Ashes this year September with a 2014 release date. How about that.

Oh God. It's not like I'm ruining a good movie, but I'm ruining a good review which people used to read.

So, that is all. From my empty thoughts. Better than hate thoughts though!

Um, I told you. Im not good at movie review! 'A mundane' kata Jace.

I give this movie 3.5 out of 5. Because Lily Collins is beautiful as always.

The End.

Pioneer Digital DJ Battle 2012 - Malaysia

I always hate synthesizer or anything sound digital. This is post is not about my love towards creative sound design or rewriting the news header. This just a post of event that I happened to attend and the freebies Im about to give away. It's the age factor. Im starting to find that I no longer love door gifts :(

Went to Mist club Bangsar to give support to DJ Blackheart, again. This DJ battle event is one of the biggest so far hosted by Pioneer, annually, for 10 years. I guess all the winner from each country will continue their battle for The Best of Asia dj and then world? Heck, I don't know.

Co sponsored by the officials -  TOPMAN, Ice Watch, Gatsby, Juice Magazine, Heineken & Mist Club, so you can guess the doorgifts that I got that night. And Im going to give it away some of it.

It was held on Friday the 7th December, so yea, rushed to Mist Club after work at the basic. Well, it was dark inside the club with full of teenagers anyway. So, no fancy prep ever needed.

Due to rain and traffic jam, I missed the 1st show by DJ Kelz. Out of 5, here are the other fantastic 4 scratch & mix labeur I manage to capture using my Samsung SIII.

Excuse me for the failure of capturing ginormous super bass beat. It so hard 'till it moves my internal organs to the bones :|

DJ C Master



DJ A Wee




DJ Blackheart



DJ Ben Cracko

I don't know how you judge it, but among of all, yes, I can't deny that Ben Craco has the best mix.

and here's the final result;

5th - DJ C Master
4th - DJ Kelz
3rd - DJ Blackheart
2nd - DJ A Wee
Champ - DJ Ben Cracko. Yep, he's definitely has that crack beat.

As I mentioned earlier, I got a goodie bag full of freebies. TOPMAN leather keychain/USB. Gatsby men facial wash, Juice Magazine Novemner 2012 issue, Pioneer Event T-shirt, RM50 Cash Voucher for Ice Watch, Pioneer Sticker, Pioneer DJ wrist band.

This time Im giving away these freebies to 7th readers who drop me email at sillysniper@hotmail.com . Simple as that :)

together with Gatsby facial wash & sticker. Let's!!

...and the battle continues...

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Life’s a Party.

“Someone said life is a party. You join in after it’s started and leave before it’s finished”

But it work backward when it comes to office. I always reached after everybody’s started and leave 2nd last...eh, apa pulak.. it was exactly what it is!!! arggh. It applies to my working life very damn well. I know it sounds very bad, but once I started get my hands on the computer, emails & papers, I don’t even have time for a loo. Fully occupied & stressed. That’s how I stay in shape. The result will be tripled if you sit in Finance department. Guaranteed.

 

Forget about work. it will surely end the day we die. Was at my girlfriend’s birthday(s) within a week and I feel like I am a partyholic. Dang, how they did every weekends and ladies night? Don’t ask me. I can’t and I won’t. Ah, I think I’m too old. Anyway, here I am, just the right time to let my hair down.

 

The theme was black & white with little bit of red, or black or white plus red, or black, blue and white and birthday girl got to wear a tad of red.. arggh, I can’t figure it out though because one of us turned up with dark blue.

Surprisingly I looks good in white. Heh. I think everybody’s looks good in white. I swear big time in September last year that I will never came to this place again – the sound system’s suck, the crowd is lame, all they played was rock, rock, rock. There was no sound of Jamie Foxx or Usher here. But for a friend, I willing to make it happen even if it’s a dump site.

What I tell you? It was rock, rock, rock :( But I was enjoying taking pictures though :)

It’s so colorful!

..and she got surprise stage glam blowout candles for the night~! Glam babe, glam! Haha.

..and urgghh.. I have to wake up early for work next Monday morning! This is very unusual for me, I definitely turned down any party invitation on Sunday night. But for a friend, everything is possible!

 

Next 3 days, we were at BBC (Borneo Barok Club) for another birthday celebration.

I never been here before, but it is a cozy, pretty club. Vast car park area at RM7.00 per entry (yea, that’s all I care) It has big chandelier hanging above the dance floor, walls were adorned with black curtains and bamboo. It’s not any better than Sultan @ Mandarin Oriental, but the posh concept is there. You able to sit down & chat, not too noisy before the live band performs, it just, since it was held on the CNY eve, the club management acting like Beruk a bit lah. It made one or two guests left before they manage to enter the club! So exclusive is it…

They played a couple of R&B, so, they got my attention.

Hotties with cupcakes. My friend was so bad. She told me she bought only 8 cupcakes just for us. Lucky she didn’t put the sign like “this cupcakes only for 6 of us. The rest of you eat that big square chocolate cake. TQ” Memang tak ikhlas sungguh. But she did bought it extra like 8. yea. It is obvious the theme was red & black, or red and black with a little bit of white and jeans.. uh, anything lo.

“Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we’re here we should dance”

As quoted at the beginning of the post, I did left early, before the party ended. My eyes hurts so bad, because I really can’t take the smoke inside. I really don’t know when the clubs in KL will implement free smoking zone just like Singapore and the rest of the other country. I guess club really bad for health in Malaysia, or at least, for me, now :( in other words, I can consider to quit it already!

 

This boring post can end now. Really boring till I wanna shove my head into toilet bowl or something. I need sun, ocean breeze and my banana smootie. I need vacation.

….and oh,

Happy BELATED Chinese New Year~!!! hahahahha. That is part of my collection for rabbit year. Yeap, I got the cutest ang bao packets in town!!! You have meh??????

 

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Friends, Millionaires and lousy weekends.

It’s official. Im addicted to Zuma Blitz in Facebook. I stayed up all night just to play Zuma. I didn’t do my laundry this weekend because of Zuma. I forgot to read text messages in my mobile (not to mention about replying them) because of Zuma. I go shower & eat my food just because my Zuma life is 0 and need to wait for 7.3 minutes for each heart/life to regen. Now I got 8 hearts, so I have almost 1 hour free time. So I blog. It’s 6.03am in the morning & waiting for my Zuma’s life full regen. I hate when people overtake my scores. I can’t sleep if I’m not in the top 3. I think Im going crazy. I need help.

 

I was at friend’s Salon & Beauty Spa opening last Saturday. Lucky I still don’t know Zuma Blitz that time. If not, I don’t think I able to make it to that spa shop. It was a small opening, only close friends & potential business partners were invited. But I tell you, the food was good. It was prepared by my friend’s maid. I wish to have her maid. Because soon Im going to die due to malnutrition. I ate fast food almost everyday, lately.

 

Since I contribute nothing, so I sacrifice myself to give a hand in preparing the food. It was not a very easy decision to make since I was wearing my favorite Zara’s white top. One tiny spit of that fried mee sauce, the shirt’s gone.

The spa is on rent to my friend, with its existing furniture & fixtures. It was a very cozy unisex beauty spa, combined with a hair salon and they using BioPearl for skin care & Tanamera ranges for body spa.

Looks better with me in it.

Sauna, Milk bath & massage area. This service only offered to FEMALE only ya. Don’t be too excited to come here when your wife/gf out of town.

Facial area

Some of the skin care products.

Salon Pack.

Beautician at work.

I didn’t get any chance to try their facial treatment yet, but Im looking forward to try their body care treatment.

Currently they are having promotions for early birds & 1st time customer;

 

B Frenzz beauty & Spa, No 17, Jalan wangsa 11, Taman Wangsa Ukay, Bukit Antarabangsa, 68000 Ampang Selangor. Confirm can become friends after that. haha.

You guys can try the leg waxing for fun though. Haha. All by appointment. Kindly call:

Nik : 013 – 3555897 or Nur 013 – 3811868

and they are hot. (Wtf, I sound like a pimp mom).

 

So, I was at this prestigious private event run by this magazine for millionaires - celebrating millionaires in Malaysia at Subang Terminal 3, Skypark, this week. It’s not like I was invited, but I was paid to be one of the front liners during the registration. You see, it is normal for every event to have registration book, access pass and all, unless it was held at your kitchen mansion. You have to get pass the security check point for God sake. It was held at airport terminal, you need the access pass regardless who you are – human, alien, leprechaun, R2D2, Chewbacca or millionaires. So here are few scenarios that I encountered that night;

Scenario 1: A lady came with sweet smile with her partner. So I greeted her & asked her to jot down her name or drop her name card before I could handed out the access pass. She had to. I have to make sure her name is in the guest’s list. She told me she got the invitation. I know, but I just followed the procedure. So she said something with sarcastic looks, like do my partner need to register too? I smiled & said yes. But her partner said something funny to this lady, like “do I have to? Im just your toy boy you know, no one should know me” and the lady quickly replied “ah, you are my toy boy with ferrari”

Scenario 2: An Indian man came with loud thump towards my registration counter with his full suit complete with bootlace tie around his neck. What is missing was his cowbow hat. If not he can go for Indiana Jones role casting. He wasn’t looking at me at all. His eyes & nose all up to the ceiling. I was like.. what’s wrong with this guy? So I asked him to do the same thing, which is jot down his name or drop his name card. He was reluctant and give me the look like “Do you know who I am?”. I just smiled and slightly pushed the registration book closer to him. I can see he got a bit annoyed with me and took the pen and wrote his name in fucking bigass capital font size. Like size of 20 or something (normal font usually 10-12 mah). It looks like this>>> DATUK MR. ARROGANT I GOT THE MONEY (example okay? I can’t put his real name, later got sue by him lo) So, half page gone. I have to flip to the next page for other guests. Damn.

Scenario 3: Another man came. He was even funnier. He mentioned his name & his highly title so loud the moment he reached my counter like I am deaf or will quickly handed the necessary just by listening to his name. I don’t know you. and if I know you, still, you have to jot down your name or drop your name card so that you can pass through the security point. This little lady is a gate keeper. You can say “hey, my expensive magazine subscriber fee pay your salary today”, still, this is what I was paid for – to take down your name. Sheesh.

Scenario 4: So, I proceed to the private lounge & show room area where expensive cars, private jets & choppers were, after I finished with the registration. My task this time is to follow the professional photographer, to choose good, glamorous, rich looking guests with their champagne glass to be featured into the magazine “lifestyle” section. And of course I need the name of everyone who’s in the picture. And again, urgghh.. I have to encounter the same problem, they were looking at me like expecting me to recognize and know who they are by heart. err.. hello? I don’t know you. Unless you are Jay-Z or Pharrell William, or Sir Richard Branson or David Beckhams or worst - Lady Gaga.

I mean.. seriously, why can’t they differentiate people who just doing their work or people who supposed to worship them? What’s with the attitude? I mean you can brag & boast all the way with what you got with your own crowd, but with me? – A girl who sit at registration counter? Aw, come on. Don’t tell me taht money & title made them into God’s wannabe & jerks le?

Phantom Drophead Coupe.

Up close with Ghost – tagged at RM2.8mil. and Jay-z don't give a damn about this since he got his Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport from his wife, Beyonce, for his birthday.

and as for me, I don’t need the money or title to be arrogant, self-centered bitch. I just born with it. It’s in my DNA.

Capiche?

"Wealth is of the heart and mind, not the pocket." ~ Billionaire Boys Club

Oh, by the way, this is my latest Zuma scores. and Im super happy.

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