There's this phase where I have to go through most of the time when I discover something new that I like or am raving over. Sometimes it just dies down after a few minutes or hours and sometimes it can continue for up to a week or so. It's a very unhealthy habit of mine but I have no intention of curbing it for the next few years or so.
I've been listening to mainly the official music from 'Les Choristes' the entire day now and am listening to the a capella version of 'In Memoriam' as I type this down. Jean-Baptiste's voice is just so hypnotic. Every time his solo comes up I get this weird chill on my arm. I'm dying to get the DVD now just to watch him again. And every single time I listen to 'Les avions en papier' I just have to smile. It's just a very uplifting song that instantly cheers me up. I have nary a clue as to what I'm listening to but I don't care. I like to pretend that I know what I'm swaying to while I wistfully enjoy the music.
The day was half spent examining why I really liked the movie and not just because of Maunier. Like I mentioned yesterday, the plot is really simple and nothing complicated. The characters are really quite strong enough to carry the film as there's a quite diverse and typical cast of them. I think there was an oxymoron somewhere in that previous sentence. I love the fact that the cast are actually not really and extremely beautiful like people as in like in Hollywood where everyone has to be perfect and make love to the camera like their lives depend on it. These films have such raw emotion that even a dumb cow should feel just the slightest. That's a bit too exagerrated now but you get the point. They have flaws like real people do and they're not afraid to show them. Well, maybe except for Jean as he seems to be the most perfect looking one in the show. He simply looks good from practically every angle the camera pans on him. But it could just be the excellent lighting that showed him up on his best side. I really want to see how he'll look like ten years from now. It would be a pity if his boyish charm has been washed off by then but I hope the tenacity in his eyes will still be there.
This line from the said movie just stuck on me;
"He has the face of an angel, but he's the spawn of the devil."
That just really says it all about Morhange.
I can't believe I didn't just go straight to this official site for the plethora of photos that actually managed to capture his good side even though it's all in French but I could actually make out some stuff that I forced myself to understand. I truly must be obsessed enough to mention the same topic twice in two consecutive days. I want to learn French now just to try to sing along to the songs.
I've abandoned my work for the second day in a row now just to listen to music. I hope this phase is a short one. Oh, and online web(window?) shopping is such fun. Though I really don't like ebay.com.my because there's such limited choices there. 'Queer Eye' is coming on soon. I've not been watching the show for a week or two now so I think I should go back to watching it now.
