Stranger Things (s2, 2017)

Created by Duffer Brothers
9 episodes
@ Netflix
My rating: 3.8/5

Chapter One: MADMAX

Chapter Two: Trick or Treat, Freak

Chapter Three: Pollywog

Chapter Four: Will the Wise

Chapter Five: Dig Dug

Chapter Six: The Spy

Chapter Seven: The Lost Sister

Chapter Eight: The Mind Flayer

Chapter Nine: The Gate

I think the list of chapters above will help you visualised what was going on the show. Season 2 is already out on Netflix, so see it for yourself if you're a big fan from the previous season. I was expecting more thrills to come out from this season since Eleven, a kid who has special or kind of strange power to control things in strange way, was overcome by Demigorgon the monster and we're more hyped to figure out how could she be able to escape out from the other dimension inhabited by these ugly carnivores. It was Eleven who's responsible for opening the gate that gives way for monsters entering the real world and continuously roaming around in Hawkins town looking for the next victim. It was El's high pitch scream which breaks the laboratory wall and opens up portal for the hostile to hunt. But whoever triggers her to scream that out loud it was her Papa, the enemy. To understand more what I'm talking about you should watch the first one before jumping to the second one. Simply logic!

Now that she has opened it, is there a way to close the gate through her own strenght and makes the world a better place?

Here's the pilot episode opens Will Byers gradual recovery after the darkest trauma he'd encountered in alternate-dimension. Will's perspective is the chief thing that will help us to get to know more about the slimy monsters, and it wasn't El's, so don't let your eyesight off from him. The other characters were sort of distraction and went sideways from main objective. One thing I don't particularly admire from new casting was MADMAX. The new image kiddo all the way from California. Her role on this show is somewhat sluggish and I was annoyed every time she steps into the scene like I was right at the corner thinking why it takes Demigorgon too long to gulp this character alive. I don't know exactly, but that how it turns out for me. What producers were being planned was making her an element to provoke other kids as a form of love interest and for testing one's loyalty. Like really? I think what they needed to improve was a compelling script for MADMAX become more acceptable. Max is good at skateboarding, but still not very entertaining.

Another new cast from the show, that was quite opposite from what I thought of MADMAX overall character, was Bob aka newbie superhero at Hawkins besides Hopper. It was bubbly Bob encouraged Byers family to fight for good and stay alive no matter what daily risks are kept shadowing. His wisdom and special talent in computer programming saved the world. I liked him. So I guess, whatever Maxine or Max or Madmax flaws on the show could be tolerable, because of him maintaining the balance.

Chapter Seven: The Lost Sister. You might be wondering who's sister are they referring to whom? It was El's. She's not her biological sister or anything connected by blood, but instead her company or other patient from Hawkin's Lab. Kali has that quirks same as what El is capable of doing and also her punk appearance represents as rebellion which influence El to become one. Seriously, this whole episode is another overrated. It ran a single episode to introduce this lil girl and, I think, it wasn't much needed to elaborate that longer than 45 minutes or maybe again the staff were trying to show us 80's style of punk. Like "Yow! This is how convincing, fearlessly bitchin' we are in 80's. Millennials, show us what you got." Nevertheless, I have my own theory about this girl for the upcoming season 3. I think she's going to team up with El and together be called as heroes the "mind blowers" or something to fight back the gigantic monsters. Be ready to scream out loud for more surprising events.

Now if you'll ask me who's my favorite character for this season then it goes to William Byers. This boy nailed it. I thanked Duffer Brothers for making him a star for this season, 'cause if you remember the last time he disappeared his character was almost getting killed or should I say almost next to nothing. I barely see his own potential in acting because he's been cocooned at doom unlike from his friends Mike, Dustin, Lucas who moved freely from their feet. Will played by actor Noah Schnapp was absolutely great the entire episodes. I liked him screaming his lungs out, terrified and all, convinced me that he was possessed by hideous parasites and that he simply wanted to live the way normal kids did in his neighborhood. His soft character makes you think that he deserves a better life. He's very very convincing indeed.

And my favorite episode would be Chapter Eight. This is the beginning of all suspense. All emotions were plainly laid on the table. All in all the show was really entertaining except the first four, the suspense level was high, very imaginative. The cinematography was perfect. The only thing that bothers me is maybe the new casting and its slow pace to maintain the thrill. So for now, 3.8/5. 

Rick And Morty (s1, 2013)

Created by Justin Roiland & Dan Harmon

11 episodes

@ Adult Swim
My Rating: 5/5

I've been very busy my whole life making school stuff (that's why you don't see me often doing some book updates), but somehow I managed to cheer myself up a bit by watching this adult animated show. It sort of a ritual habit at night, watching few episodes before prefinals due persistently knocked on my door. After all, earning at least passing grade is more important than dealing with own happiness. (By Jove!)

In pilot episode, here comes a narcissist scientist once uttered some striking line in deadpan manner that "School is not a place for smart people," and spending time with it, sitting around, listening to a guy in front of class is completely waste of energy, said he, as he supports his first statement above. I swear, I guffawed at this "unpopular" opinion he has been telling while facing at their ceremonial breakfast, whereas the rest of the family were ready on their best position for drawing back confrontations. What a start! This show is going to be my favorite this year and I can justify it by surmising its stimulating plotline: a constant flight to multiverse. The contents of the show has some mixtures of satirical and witty scripts, imaginative sketch and catchy catchphrase and, well, a lil bit of obscenity.

Wubba lubba dub dub!

My favorite character from the show is Rick Sanchez, of course. Without him there'll be neither craziest ideas evolved inside and outside this planet. He's an alcoholic, eccentric, mad scientist who often dragged his unintelligent grandson, Morty, from school through his rigmarole inter-galactic adventures. He's type of grandpa I want to have my own, insanely sophisticated person. However, the world is full of shit, but if there's someone who's willing to accompany you throughout this mess, I believe, it's going to be a marvelous trip. That's why I want to join forces with Rick and Morty even at slightest time I have left during the night. Lately, I've just realized that a quality time in explorations with someone, who has profound knowledge on stuff you don't have better understanding yet, for instance, an application to major subjects like science and math, are somehow a great opportunity to be aware of how does things work in the field. Morty kid is lucky to have his grandpa living with him on the same roof and am sure he's going to be smart person when he grew up. Hopefully, not same level with Rick geniuses have. Again, base on my own opinion, hands on exercise is better enhancement to our mind. No matter how foolishly it ended as long as we have enjoyed the process and learned something new. Go, grab it, motherf****r!

Episode 7: Raising Gazorpazorp

It's a sci-fi, comedy show and the episode that I couldn't forget from this season would be "Raising Gazorpazorp". I admit it has raunchy business occurred where Morty kid was involved, but, you know, puberty strikes when you're at your age of fourteen. His parents were aware of it and somehow proud of son's development relating to his body changes. Morty successfully brought sex robot souvenir from other planet and robot, Gwendolyn, labor a space alien, a baby boy that might turn into a monster and gulp each human being. Everyone gets panicking. Rick and Summer, Morty's sister, found out that Gwendolyn was from Gazorpian planet where women rule since passive aggression strikes. LOL Summer's debut on outer space was pretty hilarious and the best thing I've seen so far. The theme flips from Morty's parenthood to Summer's intellectual response about gender issues.

The show runs less than 30 minutes and the advantage of this series is that you don't have to watch it in sequence just to grasp each meaning. I loved it. And am currently watching the 2nd and last season. So stick with me and all together we talk about its progress in the animated world.

have you seen her?

When I was reading book and glancing on top of my wall looking some space for mental reenactment from crumbs of lines I've read, I came into a sudden halt. Here's Charice's indispensable feature, dashing a cute smile at my direction. Her youthful, bright face which I admired for the longest time of my life. A cut out picture from magazine I pinned long ago.

This is the right angle from where I was sitting.

She's been part of my musical chest before she'd gained international popularity and everyone close to me knew my addiction to her --- check on my playlist, group discussion I joined on facebook, person I frequently stalked on twitter --- it's Charice. There were times I couldn't stop daydreaming, standing on real stage next to her and singing one of my favorites from her released album, Pyramid. (And am still hoping it will come to reality, but that's not the point I'm writing this to catch attention. You wronged me.) A sudden utter astonishment shrouded over my once broken soul; mimicking, crooning along with her angelic voice outpouring inside my ears. Old days brought me tears.

It would be a transparent phony on my part if I refused to say I wasn't badly affected when she turned into lesbian. Of course, I was hurt. I could not even recall how many times I played her public interview with Boy Abunda, trying to convince myself that I heard it wrong, that she muttered incoherently out of her own delirium, that she was under depression and I want to scream to the press to leave her alone and be back when she's sober. But she admitted and comitted to it. She's tomboy.

Numerous ubiquitous critiques slammed her on internet (well, it wasn't the first time really). And some articles had released their phony congratulatory address for confessing and being truthful to herself. She's living a happy life that she's been hiding for too long. A part of me was happy, part of me was wounded.  One thing silly about the whole thing was I stopped my passion for singing. For real. I remembered when I was in High School joining a local singing competition, auditioning in X Factor, because she's one of judges and even performing ballad songs (Charice's favorites) live on stage at feast, school, everywhere. It was funny days that I could not help but stifled a laugh for trying to recall it in details. I suddenly felt awkward when my friends from HS teased me.

But I totally change. I only sing in karaoke at special occasion with limited and familiar crowd.

There's nothing wrong of being what she is. And I wasn't berating because of her sex identity, not that at all. It was the new taste dispensed me from her that she has changed her voice into more masculine. Her changes makes me baffled, that, for me, there's a special bond has been cut and gradually faded when she came out in public, appeared opposite as what she'd been before. My intense desire on her own recordings, especially the new ones coming out in the market has been waned. I seldom listened to her current embraced music, and sometimes I rolled my eyes when she's telling the media how deeply in love she is ('cause, for me, it was one reasons why), sometimes I stopped praising her performance; turned off TV and leave her be. It was stupid reactions. I want to hit my head so hard for being selfishly sore asshole and inexplicably childish toward a human being who was hoping for acceptance and respect. Then, this tweet shocked the hell out of me.

I cried. I cried. Let out a long sigh for what I have done. I knew even before her confession that she was endlessly mocked by those trolls, co artists, phonies. And I was able to defend her case until such time I was out of energy to crush those bashers one by one. If there's anything I wish dearly hear from her that is forgiveness. It's true saying: Saka mo lang makikita ang tunay na kahalagahan ng isang tao kung wala na ito. (You can only see the true value of a person, when he/she is gone.) I am so sorry, Cha, for not wholeheartedly accepting what you are, for being so selfish, fake flatterer, for not protecting you once (in your new suit). Sure, what I plainly say here was just only a small thing from "ordinary person as me", but you really mean a lot to me. Your disappearance in public makes me fidgeted. I badly want to hear from you and I hope that you've fully recovered from previous painful months you are in.

I missed your sweet voice. Maybe I was too attached on your delicate, little self, but, Cha, please, believe me this time ... I love you. It was foolish of me not to stick around with you. I missed you so much. Please, be back soon. And tell us you're okay.

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (1945)

My Rating: 5/5

After reading Holden's account of 3 days he had spent round New york, I began to miss watching Old Saul (James Franco) whom appeared to be a lazy dealer of weeds in action-comedy movie, Pineapple Express. If anyone of you knew the movie and liked it as much as I did, what about play electrical songs of your choice as mark of our friendship. It went me utterly crazy watching the whole thing dubbed, though. Here are our local TV stations have made extra effort dubbed foreign movies in Tagalog like Filipinos watching picture are so dumb enough to make out English words. Yeah, maybe that's the point, still you remained immobile and absolutely enjoyed the plot outline and all. So you're going to stick on the couch, watching. Anyway, Saul is not completely asshole. It was funny story and gory at the same time.

The book was written in first person, of Holden's own perspective, but if you are searching for articulate prose to cradle, I apologise to say it's not the one for you. There were numbers of profanities and inappropriate behavior of a teenager smoking, trying to be sexy, attempted to drink hard stuff but badly ended up with soft and went stark insane just thinking for ducks going away during winter. Where did the flock of ducks go away in winter, by the way? Too bad I live in this tropical country and am neither biologist to figure out where did they go to comfort their feathery soul. Unlike human creativity, we can provide radiator or collect wood for fire to warm up bodies, but what about ducks exactly doing in place covered with frost?! Yeah, the way Holden think makes you wonder the same thing. Makes you nuts, I mean. One funny thing I remembered was when he curiously asking himself what nun, an English teacher he just met, would think if she was reading sexy books, Eustacia Vye perhaps of Thomas Hardy's classical creation. I guess, it is the authors logical thinking too to write down in blurb as warning sign if seductive stuff like that exists, right?

Holden Caulfield was not slightly different from Saul I have mentioned earlier or was not different from anybody else, even me. He was kicked out from school many times, immature, usually bellyaching when he came across with these folly, pretentious phonies, and mentally bashing morons for being such moron. He's kind of bored on things conventionally existed that I could reflect myself to him as my male version. He's horsing around or teasing somebody whenever he's on best mood doing it, but that's not what the cover up there is really implying to. It's not what you think he is horseplaying all the time, but rather a carousel doodle.

Holden, on the other hand, is catcher in the Rye that whenever kid is about to fall from edge of the cliff he's right there supporting or helping kid be back playing in the rye without any harm. This is what he fancied his niche about, he was a catcher or children's protector. I really appreciate him for that. Her sister Phoebe, for instance, if Phoebe was old enough and have read his brother Holden short composition it would definitely make her bawl. No one is perfect and I'm glad Holden has golden heart remained which would untie him from mistakes. I am sure he has getting back, hauling his ass off to school and fulfills his ideal dream as... maybe a school teacher or whatever jobs close to the kids.

Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman (1996)

My Rating: 5/5

Alright. It simply reminds me back or sort of déjà vu feeling from Stranger Things show I had recently watched, where a despicable Demigorgon dwelt in murky, wet and unpleasant Upside Down setting. A kind of story that could somehow relate to Neverwhere, because of its quick flip from place to another place, from lightness to blackness. But the only thing differ is that there's a large community has took fancy in living underneath London. That sounds gross, I know. London Below is accommodated by a thousands of ragged, bizarre beings ---- burglars, vagabonds, nomads, hapless ---- whose entire stinky image cannot be seen by ordinary eyes living in London Above. They're those low profile conventionally ignored by fastidious elites, extending one hand on the street begging for anything that could satisfy their needs. Gaiman is definitely a genuis hero in constructing a slots for them to be recognised as one group striving on same path, nevertheless clamored to live peacefully beneath the earth.

Richard Oliver Mayhew has pure heart and soul lived a normal life in London Above, managed a good job, and had beautiful fiancee until it all vanished in an instant after helping a young girl bleeding on the road whose name was Door. You will offer a hand too if you were in Richard's position, no doubt, but something... something uncontrollable volition that urges Richard to do such thing. What if he's the one? (a thought that might be playing, unexpectedly.) Afterwards Richard's life turned downright bemused, he was literally become invisible, ignored by people he used to work with. No one could see him except those who reside downside, and, so he was determined of finding Door, who's right to be blamed all his misfortune, hoping his life back to normal again.

Richard fumbled all the way to unfathomable chamber of madness uncertain what fate awaits him under. Is death could be sole answer from all his misery inflicted or is there any miracle that could save him as payback from all good things he's shown that angels above knew it all? The chap Richard reminds me completely from the guy who gave this book to me as a Christmas gift way back a year and a half ago. Weirdest --- I mean also the best--- thing though is that his name too appeared to be almost just like Neil himself, Nielbert. The latter and protagonist are both good-natured, trustworthy and a good friends. Richard few peculiarities are afraid of heights and claustrophobic. Two qualities to reconsider to withhold him from dangerous undertaking, but he did remarkable and unforgettable history anyway.

The story was lavishly twisted, mysterious and surprisingly hilarious to the bone. I laughed from clumsiness of our hero and amazed at the same time from what he turned out into. Door was also playing an important role that somehow taught readers to be brave enough to stand firm. She lost her family and I know exactly how it feels to be an orphan, but she endured the pain and become dauntless Lady of Temple And The Arch. Hunter too makes you believe that nothing is impossible. The plotline was completely ravishing, bright ideas oozed its way; ceaseless fights thud one's heart while reading it, the villains too were ridiculously eloquent. I freaking loved it. I missed everything from Above down Below. It somehow drag me to other grotesque dimension and cast about. I begged for more, because the ending will make the one left wonder. What happened to Anaesthesia? Is she really really dead? What about something magical on her beads? Tell me moreee.

She glanced at the little fires across the room. Then she looked back at Richard. She smiled again. "Do you like cat?" she said."Yes," said Richard. "I quite like cats."Anaesthesia looked relieved. "Thigh?" she asked."Or breast?"

One important thing I've learned from it was the hunger for something worthwhile, not repetitive, not convetional you ought to be doing every day. Somewhat an explorations that could help widen the horizon. Maybe this is reason why I loved reading a lot. I may be scarced from any resources needed, but books is one portal away from dome of nothingness. Books add color to a dull life. And I'm glad I've encountered Gaiman's rare stories on my reading challenge. Searching for more, yay!

American Gods by Neil Gaiman (2001)

My Rating: 5/5

Yours truly hepped up on crucial details from the book for the second time partly because I don't remember except for one thing, a vivid sexual scene of genie and Arab, and, partly because Starz channel has its own version airs every Sunday (American time). For me, it's wonderful to watch virtual thunder tremendously battered up the sky; winter coming up next let the myths be finally unleashed, while the ground has been preparing for unforgettable battle of all time, not just relying on the book. The TV series was superb and bit different from original which is good, so fans murmured theories how it should be.

It's an account of war between gods of old and new. Gods of Internet, Media, plastic, TV, radio, credit cards, technology in general are advantage indeed if we were to talk of the present, yet an old phrase reassured one's precarious faith that the older god has become the harder it subdued from its lair. So this happens in blessed land of America where state capitalism proliferates induced new gods to linger much and, for the record, during ancient times immigrants from all over the world conjured old deities out of fear and bring them to AMERICA.

Inexorable Mr. Wednesday, All-Father/Odin/Fucked Up/Grifter/Green-minded/Wrinkled man, has initiated the recruitment process and offered job toward big, ex-con guy named Shadow Moon. All together they travelled across America. Not Bethlehem, not Mecca, but America to befriend old gods rested upon each obsolete hole, obsequiously convinced them to fight on their side or, at least, win the f---king game they're about to play. Clue: it's a rigged game.

Gaiman magnified tales of long forgotten gods summoned by its tribes whom suffered or sold for slavery; fully entertained from various folklores which I've never been heard before, few interludes were added to catch its thrills. It was jam-packed with messed up, desperate, glorifying gods known from different races: Indian, Egyptian, German, African--- all were perfectly suited for its role wherein society carrying human body similar as Jesus Himself became a man spread news about truth of three persons of Trinity.

By the way, lemme escort you on quotation which I absolutely liked since I mentioned Jesus above. For clarity, it's just a parcel quote that could amuse you or whatever...

"There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock guys on death row."

See, what I meant. It's pure gold. It might explode Duterte's head if somebody from Human Rights were about to whipped these lines straight through him.

The book is judiciously good, mysterious and mythical that awakens own consciousness from lethargic abyss of real world. I loved it. I trust Shadow's own convictions for doing things right, awed at his deft manipulation of coins on his hands and admired his genuine love to his ex-wife, Laura. His acquaintance with old gods made me easy to conceive those cultural beliefs from the past that makes strong bonds among people who were riding altogether in ignominious fate and put into madness from oppression. Cacophonic storms, famine, disease gradually eradicate humanity and it is inexplicable divinity brings us hopes and peace of mind. That's how religion exist. It simply reminds me of Ishmael's companion in his levithian quest, Queequeg, bringing me back to the memory of heathen man creates by eloquent orator Herman Melville, one of my favorites (OMG, I cried). Unique, powerful and genius that only Neil Gaiman can provide.

The characters were special, not retarted or whatever, but rather has great impact to one's life leaves remarkable scars in soul. And I HIGHLY recommend it with strong mead, esp who likes to plunge through fiction for huge distraction on whatever chaos is brought by real world.

The Fellowship of The Ring ( The Lord of The Rings, #1) by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954)

My Rating: 5/5

I've been a fan of anything related to Hobbit since I have finished reading its introductory passage falls on the same title as well. I deliberately kept all those eerie and wonderful and unforgettable experience I've had while I was fearlessly taking those fagged quests altogether with these extraordinary characters. The fictitious character of Hobbits are my favorite in the series which is why I constantly dreaming of becoming part of the Harfoots family, one of their breeds. This colony are pretty cool and loved digging earth, gardening, singing songs, reading books, making tunnels for shelter, and so do I. I challenge myself to build my own property when I graduated - a tunnel where only matters is tranquility in the surroundings. Seriously, they're the most fabulous creature wield by magnificent King of fantasy genre, J.R.R. Tolkien, and I don't want them get molested by belligerency of dark Lord curled himself in diabolical fortress.

It all started when Bilbo ventured through the most perilous undertaking with dwarve's seething vengeance to their usurper, under the surveillance of Gandalf's most trusted wisdom. Until such deceitful power of One Ring had caught the eyes of weary burglar as his own reward, but left Gollum looney on the other side of the cave, beclouded on Bilbo's cunning riddles. Bilbo had successfully brought it back to safe haven of the Shire without profound understanding whatever amount of adversity the Ring could have bestowed. The Ring had its dreary past quite contrary to its beauty glittered perfectly as if looking for its new proprietor or perhaps a victim to carry upon its burden which Gandalf had already foreseen dark things would trigger the whole land into overwhelming catastrophe if it wasn't completely destroyed.

"One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."

At any rate, conundrums are basically part of the process of learning here on top of the twisted world, but, of course, doing it all alone fighting for goods would be monotonous ride for the fact is, I believe, that No man is an island - I liked this anecdote and I customarily applied it in personal life. I liked the concept on how Tolkien pointed out that confidence towards others is one key to success. Even college is most grueling journey without peers to work with. Our dearest of friends are perfect ones to cling on in times of trouble.

Despite of wicked things Frodo, the Ring successor, and the other 8 fellows from different races have been through, it would definitely usher oneself in most incredible geographic area of Middle-earth. The outlandish part of Middle-earth will quiver one's knees because the ambiance seemed strange, especially when Shadow conspicuously grew darker and menacing, but someone dwells in the corner and willing to offer some helps whose amiable and peculiar personality are quite irresistible. I loved the elves in Rivendell and those who dwelt in Lothlorien. Elves are adroit artists, no doubt. The fellowship of the Ring had been aided of assorted things suited for their travel to Gondor, e.g. cloaks, boats, bows, belts and memorable gifts to treasure about and all of it were graciously veiled by the power of Galadriel with imminent care. Everything in it is truly bewitching yet everybody felt secure. I love Galadriel - her silver hair, her charming smile, her benign feature and her own ring glittered upon the silky finger.

"Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord doomed to die
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."

J.R.R. Tolkien has unique & mystifying voice written in words that upon listening you'd be literally plunged into cavernous space of fantasy. So big, so surreal, so fascinating. There were often times I heard Gandalf & Aragorn mumbled plans of taking risk, Sam & Frodo's close knitted friendships, Merry & Pippin's gaily songs, Legolas & Gimli's disputed affairs from the past, & Boromir's horn tunelessly reverberated inside my head. Many to mentions why I personally recommended this book to all and I'll come back for remaining two books. For now, 5/5.

Boku No Hero Academia by Kohei Horikoshi (S1, 2016)

My Rating: 5/5

Everything about it is just a fine masterpiece drawn and animated by its imaginative creators behind. There's nothing I could blurt out word precisely throughout episodes but rather "fantastic". I know there's 2nd season lurking around the corner at the moment and I'm all hyped in my seat looking forward to it like a half child, half adult used to when mom was scooping one's favorite flavoured ice cream. I couldn't withhold my excitement. Perfect summer so far with Izuku Midoriya!

Izuku is a child who was born oddly perfect in human form, yet a wishy washy from the eyes of others for he has been quirkless, a term often used for having no possession of power. Yes, everybody of his same age got special quality to cast their own remarkable, innate power unlike the latter whom has been humiliated and perpetually bullied by his friends. Izuku Midoriya, as young as bud he is, has nothing else to do but continue his fantasy of becoming a hero next to his all time favorite, All Might. The hero who went berserk, annihilated evil with all that expensive white teeth protruded when he's been doing all the rescue thing, that is All Might. Now the question would be: Is that possible for a worthless kid to become the next great hero? (Well, I say worthless not to intentionally blot reputation here but sad truth quirkless is base.) I thought perhaps he's going to be employed under government offices or be part in police department who are under bridge hiding or doing mischievous business in times of trouble. Absolutely, not! He wants to conquer enemy through his own capability; taking down notes of theories and observations from professional heroes he's seen - a fanboy (?), and mumbling all techniques that could be of any help in tumultuous situation. Heaven knows when he'd be able to perform miracle, but technically no one knows how to do it.

Izuku's mom was sorry for her quirkless son.

One thing I liked about this anime is the story that keeps telling viewers that kid is never to be underestimated. They have this secret hormones that probably need to be kicked out somehow, nurtured by the power of encouragement from each mentor and constant application should reinforce. It should be a great reminder for parents to be more accountable and never keep an eyes off of their own genes because no one knows whom they turn into in the future - the next Trump, hacker, Bill Gates and what not. The crucial part is the improvement for our young generation into best of best. This anime has its recipe empowering children to achieve their ambition of becoming dauntless hero. At what prize maybe?

Some characters build enormous role in the story, and I should say unique in their own way. A young, ostentatious kid named Bakogou Katsuki has skill to emit fire on his palms. Midoriya has unquestionably huge admiration to him that never failed to impress. Kachann is the boss and Midoriya is one of those feebled subordinates unless Newton's law was applied to young protagonists and he becomes sovereign above the rest. Yes, he did it!

All I can muster is master the power of confidence with a heart. Midoriya has this trait. I loved the story, the animation was superb. I liked the idea of making importance on their costumes during quest. And allow me to give credits on one of my favorites whose named was Asui Tsuyu, a girl in frog form. She's adorable and a good friend of Midoriya in UA High. I liked her. Overall the characters are worth to be praised I'll guarantee you become fond of. Must watch!

Koe no Katachi by Yoshitoki Oima (2011)

My Rating: 4/5

By the influence of Your Name movie, I've tried to sneak a peek on trailer of Silent Voice animation before I read it online. I liked it. It is something that could bring your memories from  the past and chuckled a bit because you knew exactly how much you've changed so far. I remember when I was being bullied in highschool because I've got this curly, frizzy hair dangled free, which I inherited up to this time but rather fastened neatly, and there's everybody in the group was calling me "witch" for my high pitch voice compliments with my hair. I really don't care people here ridiculed me for being odd, but I don't know yet how will I react if I were in Nishimiya Shouko's place.

Nishimiya Shouko was suffered for having hearing impairment since she was born the chief reason why her parents got divorced in the first place because she's weird and there's nobody could handle at her worst except her mom. Her predicament dispersed herself from normal kids at her age. They constantly teased her badly and she was vulnerable indeed whenever brow beaten by them. Everybody thought she was worthless, a huge handicap that invariably needs to be pleased all the time. Her classmates couldn't tolerate such treatment. One day Ishida, her seatmate, and his cohorts making fun of her and thrust her hearing aid outside and altogether eventually discovered that it's very expensive. She was forced by her mom to transfer in special class of the same herd. Ishida was all to be blamed. Ishida shared similar fate with Nishimiya's after she's gone away and was bashed in return for being so rude until they graduated.

Regretful Ishida Shouyo from being bully now was mere hopeless at his own course of life that leads him to attempt suicide, but it all change when he finally met Nishimiya after five years. Suddenly, he firmly avoided hypocrites and muffled himself away from his ex-friends acting themselves like saints and able to find ways on how to reconcile with the girl she hated before.

Of course, no one could abstain oneself from things you averse forever, first, it's a small world, instead it should be healed bits by bits and this is what I liked most about the story. Part of being grown up is the reflection from the past mistakes and refrain doing evil things towards others. It might be hard to forget all bad memories, but can't change fact that the only remedy to regain peace is to forgive.

The reason why not perfect score of 5 was because I'd like to urge parents become more responsible for their kids. For instance, Ishida's mom hardly able to mentor her children because of her own business at salon. She has eldest daughter that brought  different guys into home. I don't know but it bothers me so much why parents tolerate this type of behavior that ended up their young kids preggy. Anyways, the stuff like this could be considerable in light manga story. The entertainment value was good. And something unexpected happens between Ishida and Nishimiya in the end which is so cute to see in live action. I can't wait. 4/5.

After Leaving Mackenzie by Jean Rhys (1930)

My Rating: 4/5

This is the most tragic episode I've had witnessed so far this year. It developed a depressing tone from the beginning, and poured out gloomy past that only console from its confidant is indeed appreciated. I feel pity to every woman portrayed on here. For instance, a woman, whose body laid naked on couch and has been displayed as wallpaper for this book. When you go along the lines of hers written fearlessly by the creator you might be heard a history of deep sorrow that was sort of relatable up to now.

A flat character is usually flat if there's no progress from  start to end. Julia, the main protagonist, has never been shaken after commiting mistake. She lets her past faded and focussing to capture emphaty from others she'd thought will never refuse an aid for her benefit, yet her insanity brought her back to the bottom of shame. It irks me to watch characters often fall from being impulsive or within the bound of inappropriate path. I want to repeal her bloody self from indignation, aversion received from peircing tounges of men, and those bad conscience shrouded inside her for not protecting people whom she loved most. I want her bleed less as she needs more healing like every woman helplessly purred at the corner just to let compassionate hands carress from behind the back. I want to offer a touch to mend her shattered self. She has conceived her flaws, I know, and admit it to herself that stupidity knocked her down many times, so I personally respect her despite of being frailty.

I admire Jean Rhys for making this novel more realistic. Words were genuinely crafted which I greedily captured its scene, though personally I observed POVs were tedious, yet its bold revelation from the characters involved will maintain your composure to read it. I was impressed by its simplicity and being one of a kind story to ponder in times of trouble. It's simply a book of resignation when you feel life was empty. You were submissive in return to whatever falls in line because you're bored and have totally lost energy to argue with destiny. Impulsive is common mistake indeed, still liquors helps subdued one's soul to partially omit the pain. I liked it.

Searching now for wide sargasso sea.

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (1866)

My Rating: 5/5

I've been fully recovered from disease inflicted on reading Yossarian's both sanity and insanity, until Raskolnikov had mysteriously tapped on my door, began pouring out his horrid revelation. Another thing to worry about from someone else's business. Again, his delirium experienced after the execution of that outrageous crime was contagious in which he persistently designated to his dear readers that it was legit idea and calling him infidel was huge slander. I've been appalled from what I have read all throughout, but somehow manage to grasp lessons from the main POV. He created balance and manipulated theory of his own that led one's mind become more justice maniac that cares so much about humanity. World is kind of messy and distorted and it badly needs healing which was quite obvious on his doings at the threshold of this book.

Raskolnikov was brilliant, self-centered, law student, living alone under dismal attic until deprivation succumbs his senses, he stopped schooling and gradually suffered from migraine from constantly contemplating on how to get rid of bad particles roaming around the city of Petersburg. He had manifesto which nobody had ever tried to do so. So bad I have neither transparent background in politics or military history. I couldn't provide extra credits on it. He had been mumbling Napoleon's name and was inspired by him. He gets pestered whenever somebody disputed against his own idea, and managed to project himself that his conscience was as pure as distilled water. He crept along the series of doom he had thought and convinced to kill belligerent beings to maintain peace and order. But an inspector challenged to unleashed his expertise in psychological process on capturing slippery culprit for whom the  latter helplessly accept this bait. He was thrown to Siberia to face punishment and apparently observed that people inside cell were becoming suffocated, emancipated,  and mistreated by the peircing criticisms outside the wall; nonetheless, they appreciated life more than people who has freedom outside.

Dearest Raskolnikov, it was foolish move, I daresay. If you want to prove theory of your own you should have slyly flown to America with your mistress and leave those mongrels behind completely muddled on your own craftsmanship and buy more time on how were you able to make a change. Unfortunately, his fate ended in the dungeon with bunch of blunders like him. "Repent," he reflected. Crushed, bitten and punished.

Strangely so, it has occurred nowadays although this book published more than a hundred years ago. Reincarnation, perhaps. An oblivious cycle for those likened minds. I can suggest an example of an "extraordinary man" he's been implying to on his written article and it would be our 16th president of the Philippines. He has the power to perform metamorphosis by seizing one's life, ignoring obloquious MSM and Human Right ranting to and fro, which is shockingly similar to Raskolnikov approach, he gets furious whenever they crossed their line. The number of people get killed on his war have reached more than thousands, that is for illicitly connected to drugs alone, and he won't stop no matter what anti admin barking at.

My beloved president is looking at his own lenses, administered our country at his own desire (sure, people's power smoldering for whatever is good) same principles applied by the protagonists/antagonist character from Fyodor's. They're both acting like God. 'Louse' creatures remain like that and should be annihilated from growing hostile, but I like Razumihin's principles more than these two cannibal. Looking to another dimension on which killing evils without due process is considered solution by few and I'm one of them. Baffling on it?

I enjoyed reading it, so 5/5.