Another Monday and yes, I am bored. Really bored, I have exhausted all other options such as surfing the net, watching clips from the net, listening to music, and reading, day dreaming and staring pointlessly at the papaya trees outside. I succumbed to writing.
But unlike every other complaining/ whining entry like before this particular entry would be different. Frankly speaking, I myself am tired of complaining as in for now.
Yesterday was quite hectic but I won’t go on elaborating or ranting about what I did or where I went to or how unlucky of a person I am. Yesterday was a Sunday, just felt like saying it.
What I am going to write about this time at my work place in a sunny (not the nice type of sunny) afternoon surrounded by electrical gadgets is about something I saw yesterday.
After a long hectic day of working and mending some other petty businesses I went out with a friend and to my pleasant surprise he gave me more like lend me a dvd of a movie that I badly wanted to see. He claimed that he just bought it and just finished watching it. He added that the movie was brilliant and since I was the one who recommended the movie to him I coolly asked him, “Who’s your daddy?”
The movie was about a young adult who was wrongly accused of cocaine possession which actually belonged to his dorm mate. Hence, he was expelled from school. He then decided to move to a place where football was a craze and fans were fanatic about the sport. Upon reaching his destination and greeted by his relative. He followed his relative back home and met with the other family members that he met for the first time.
Soon enough, as expected he went to a football match with a relative of his relative, to make matters simpler, his cousin. It was his first and I could tell that he was amazed by the game and the fans; I know that I’d be.
He realized that it wasn’t the game itself that mattered. Outer factors like rivalries among fans were a huge thing in the country. They hung out in a bar where only supporters from a certain club/ association would hang there. He wasn’t feeling that well after the game, the got into a fight right after the match and it was his first experience of watching a football match and getting into a fight.
The pain was no longer felt as they were all drunk and drunk. It was a way of life there. They would drink before after and perhaps in between the matches. Despite the commotions, the fights and their hooliganism, he learned something that he would have never learned in his usual mundane life. To stick to his ground and not let anyone step on him. It made him a more confident, respected, and free. Knowing that someone was watching your back and knowing that you’re protecting someone gives a person a sense of belief.
And they got into fights with other hooligans from other clubs for recognition and reputation. He soon was one of them and he loved that way of life. It wasn’t really much about football though, nothing about football skills or the game itself. It was mainly focused on the main cast and the hooligans and their lives. It showed that a person having believing in something dear to them wouldn’t mind sacrificing their lives in what they believed in.
The movie continued with more rivalries and fist fights amongst club fanatics. It was an exceptional movie I’d say and in addition to that there were no romance at all in the movie. Basically the only lady in the movie was his relative and that was all. It was nice to have seen something a little bit different than the usual ones.
Towards the end of the movie there was the usual ‘twist’ just like every other movies which stirred tension amongst the group members itself and one thing lead to another, there was more fighting and Things got more disappointing, I am guessing here.
And more towards the end of the movie the main cast learned about the consequences of being a hooligan and that there was more to life than football. But, whatever it is, the bond of friendship was strong that any consequences didn’t matter. I guess the movie in a way was about friendship and the strong bond friend’s posses and how strong it was. Over all its an exciting movie filled with action and British accent and it’s worth buying, obviously the pirated dvd 9 one.
That’s my review of the movie, I know it was poorly described and I probably didn’t convey the actual message of the movie. Well, I guess that’s the movie from my point of view and what the hell, I am killing time. I didn’t want to ruin it for some friends who might happen to watch it by telling what happens in the ending hence, I decided not to write about it.
Ill ramble more in the days to come for now it’s too hot and it’s mentally weakening. Till later.
