“Drop to the floor…you have 4 seconds.”

WARNING:  There are spoilers in this post about the movie, Eagle Eye.  Read at your own risk!

In the movie, Eagle Eye, Shia Labeouf plays Jerry Shaw, a Stanford University dropout who had worked odd jobs to sustain himself, living away from his rich parents and his twin brother, Ethan Shaw, a promising member of the U.S. Air Force.  One day, he received a phone call from home, telling him that his brother is already dead.  Coming home from the funeral, he finds his apartment filled with explosives, guns, training manuals and various passports with his pictures in it.  He receives a call from an unknown number and the woman’s voice tells him that he had to flee the vicinity in 30 seconds, if he did not want to be arrested by the FBI.  Confused and stubborn, he did not follow the instructions and soon fell in the hands of the arresting officers.

Another important character, Rachel Holloman, played by Michelle Monaghan, is a mother to a young boy who’s set to come to Washington to play his instrument, the trumpet, with his group.  One night that she was at the bar, she receives a call from an unknown number and the woman’s voice tells her that she must do whatever she tells her or else, the train bearing his son to Washington will be derailed.

Jerry Shaw and Rachel Holloman were then two strangers thrown together into sharing several increasingly dangerous situations, as directed by the calls from an unknown woman.  They were made to receive packages, rob an armored van, and sneak into a military cargo plane, with the FBI Agent Thomas Morgan (Billy Bob Thornton) and Air Force office Special Investigations Agent Zoe Perez (Rosario Dawson) on their trail.

As the story unfolds, with all the adrenaline-pumping car chase scenes and race through the densely populated city, Jerry and Rachel were to discover that they have been under the control of a powertripping, calculating mind with a tendency to speak in the third person.  Also, she’s a super computer called Aria (I’m not so sure with the spelling, though), who has the ability to access and manipulate any electronic gadget to observe, hear, and record anyone’s activities.  She resides in the hub called Eagle Eye.  She has, in fact, interwoven Jerry and Rachel’s lives, together with other people whom she had controlled, to put into high-gear Operation: Guillotine, a task to kill the top 12 officials of the United States of America and to make the Secretary of Defense (Michael Chiklis) the next President.  The operation was triggered when, in the recent past, the president made a wrong decision in killing a suspected terrorist, apparently attending a funeral, even when positive ID cannot be obtained and that there are far too many innocent civilians who will be killed.  Ethan Shaw came into play when he, as a technician working on Aria, has discovered her plans and locked her down to prevent her from carrying it out.  He was then killed and the death made to appear as accidental.  Other characters that have been manipulated by Aria via phone calls contributed to bringing a certain crystal that explodes as triggered by specific sounds and the trumpet that will be played by Rachel’s son.

Events brought all the characters to the Capitol for the State of the Union Address, in which Rachel’s son is set to play and Rachel becomes the carrier of a crystal set to explode when the band plays the note corresponding to the word, free, in the last verse of the national anthem.  Jerry Shaw only got to stop the band from playing the last note by shooting in the air, throwing the crowd into panic and secret service agents gunning him down.  Agent Zoe Perez also managed to drain the energy source of Aria and eventually physically destroy her.

Eagle Eye’s one of the much-awaited action thrillers for the year.  And when it finally arrived, it garnered mixed reactions, both from the movie critics and the average movie goers.  And in those I’ve read, Peter Travers gave the most negative criticism of all:

Questions: Did everyone involved in this botched thriller OD on speed? Does jimmy-legs director D.J. Caruso think if he slowed down the action we’d figure out how stupid the plot is? Did Shia LaBeouf and Michelle Monaghan think there was any acting involved in playing characters on the run from a computer intent on global domination? Are BlackBerrys and iPhones the enemy because they make us easy for the computer to track? Can the computer make me forget this movie?

GMANews.TV also gave it a dismal review:

Jerry is an underachieving copy store employee and Stanford dropout whose identical twin brother, a rising Air Force star, recently was killed in a car accident. Rachel is a single mom whose young son is on the way to Washington to perform with the school band at the Kennedy Center. The adventures into which they’re thrown become increasingly far-fetched, to the point where they’re not even mildly intriguing, just laughably ridiculous…

…”Eagle Eye,” a DreamWorks Pictures release, runs 119 minutes. One and a half stars out of four.

I strongly disagree that this is a dismal movie.  I don’t know for sure if the writers of those negative reviews were simply prone to vertigo, as most complained about the dizzying shots of cars crashing on other cars, twisting and turning, with shattered glass everywhere, or if they’re simply unwilling to believe a movie who suggests technology enabling artificial intelligence or AI.

I don’t think what the movie is suggesting is that too farfetched.  What, with all wiretappings of phone conversations, the CCTVs, the webcams we use to monitor our homes?  Some even foresee that in only several years, we would be able to control most of our household electronic-based gadgets via Internet.  And remember, the military right now may be using far more advanced technologies than what we are familiar with to further enhance their capabilities to protect the ordinary citizens.  Also, with the heightened awareness of increasing cyber crimes, people just have to accept that the electronic world and cyber space have more than just invaded our average lives; we live with it.  We perform increasingly a lot of activities online: educational classes, online casino games, business teleconferencing, and social networking.  Thus, we must do something to impose some kind of control or a measure of security so things will not go out of hand.  But up to what extent are we willing to go to just to protect our liberty is something we have yet to find out.  And perhaps, the movie is giving us that gentle reminder that we ought to remember when the time comes.

Interestingly, the visual design of Aria in the movie was based on Super Kamiokande, a neutrino observatory designed to search for proton decay, study solar and atmospheric neutrinos and keep watch for supernovas in the Milky Way Galaxy.  The observatory can be found in Hida, Gifa Prefecture, Japan.  See the observatory’s website and compare it with the computer in the movie.

I have to agree, though, that how the story arrived at its ending is quite not so appealing.  Remember that scene in which Agent Zoe Perez and another major tried to drain Aria’s energy sources to, perhaps, slow her down.  However, the computer managed to upload some of her memories while her energy is being drained.  In her “fury” she threw the major out into the water, but failed to do the same to Agent Zoe Perez.  Aria went for another try, closing in on Agent Perez, but she was able to grab a lose metal bar and literally poked the eagle eye.  It somewhat looked comical, at its best, and, at its worst, an unimaginative ending for a supercomputer.  However, I’m guessing that scripwriters may have intended it to be that way to show that with all the electronic sophistication by computers, humans can still outsmart it by resorting to physical violence.  It’s like saying that the caveman’s club ain’t going to be forever useless.

I also hate that there had to be a love angle at the end of this movie.  Why, oh why, do main characters have to like each other?  Or even fall in love?  Can’t we just have the movie and the main story without having to inject a love angle to it?  This movie could have done away with that last part and would have been better off ending with the presentation of medals to Jerry Shaw and the Shaw’s twins father.  Writers could have thought of a different way of telling the audience that Rachel and her son survived what happened at the Capitol.

But overall, it’s a decent, action-packed movie.  I’d recommend it to those who want to watch movies with more-action-less-boring scenes, and an elaborate plot, even if it may seem too sci-fi.

But then, of course, I’d also have to say to not really rely on movie reviews.  If the trailer, the lineup of actors, and the small synopsis already intrigued you, then, far better to go watch it for yourself and be the judge than to let another one do it for you.  What makes up an excellent, entertaining movie for Juan may not be the same for Pedro.

I know it’s both pathetic and retarded to see things as entirely influenced by good luck.  I mean, of all people who should be thinking that way, I’d be the least of them.  However, sometimes I just can’t help but think that I’m some sort of a lucky charm to anyone I care for, especially guys that I’ve had relationships with.  I cannot be really specific but I’ve just noticed that guys that I’ve been in a relationship with all have done really good right after we broke up.  Better career, nicer car, and even better relationships…it’s as if after a relationship with me, I’ve given them the luck so that they may get what they want.  But with me, it’s as if nothing really specially good happens.  I still stay the same.  I told one of my exes about this little theory and he even joked about breaking up with me so he could get his dream car.  Well, he didn’t get his dream car after we broke up.  But he did get a nice car.

This just sort of reminds me of Lindsay Lohan’s romantic comedy movie, Just My Luck.

Lindsay plays Ashley Albright, the luckiest girl in the world.  She can have it her way all the way.  When she comes out of the building, there’s always several taxicabs waiting for her.  When she buys a lottery ticket, she always get the biggest prize.  She’s so brilliant at work that her boss loves her much enough to provide her with a credit card to buy whatever she wants.

And then, there’s Chris Pine, playing Jake Hardin, the unluckiest guy in the world.  He always gets paint in his clothes, gets caught in the rain, and runs on every sort of misfortune there is.

Then, at a masquerade party, they met and kissed, their fates changing.  Ashley becomes the unlucky girl, losing her job, her home, and her credit cards, while Jake gets his band signed up to become one of the hottest talents in the city.  As the story goes, they find out that whenever they kiss, their fates get switched.  However, in the end, they did decide to give the luck to somebody else.

And so I feel a little like Ashley at the moment.  The Unlucky Ashley who gave her luck to another.  Well, I don’t know if there’s any amount of kissing that could “bring back” such good fortune to me.

Or maybe it’s just my imagination doing overtime.

And so that’s the vague reason why I think I’m a lucky charm (sorry I can’t elaborate much.  There are personal stuff that I can blog about but there are also unbloggable stuff).

So, if you want to get luckier, you’ve got to have me, I guess, and make me care for you.  Then, after a while, go break up with me and you’ll get the thing that you want.

Oh boy.  What’s next?  I’m going to be a genie?

I was writing a response to a plurk meme, 5 things about you, when I got reminded of how much the movie, Ring, has scared me so much I’d rather not see it again, even at gunpoint:

Masked Goon:  You choose: I rape you or you watch Ring?

Me:  No way!

Masked Goon:  I repeat:  I rape you or you watch Ring?

Goon takes off mask and to my utter dismay, he looks like this:

Un-Masked Masked Goon:  Rape or Ring?

Me:  Huhuhu…Rape! (prays that he’s got a big cock to compensate; and that there’s newspaper nearby to cover his face)

Frack, I HATE the Ring movie that much I’d rather suffer being raped by a guy who looked like that than look at Sadako’s eye again.

But then, please, hear my reasons first.  Then you could laugh at me after.

Believe it or not, I watched Ring when it came to theaters.  I watched it ALONE at Robinson’s Place, Manila, and during the LAST SCREENING, which is around 10 or 11 p.m.  There were a lot of people watching so, even if it’s a horror film, I never really did feel quite scared while inside the theater.  I remember thinking, as I was leaving Robinson’s, that it’s quite an effective horror flick for a relatively low-budget film, but not scary enough that I wouldn’t want to see it alone.  And so I hopped in my jeepney ride and went back to my empty apartment.

I opened the door and saw the hallway very dark, with only the streetlights illuminating the window.  Not a surprise really because roomies are already gone and we don’t usually leave the lights on as an electricity-saving measure.  I was still in the dark hallway when I heard the phone ring.  And shit, I still remember how haunting that phone ring sounded in an empty apartment.  Fancy imagination or not, it was like echoing all over the room.

I wasn’t at all in a hurry to get to the phone because, practically, I cannot see the floor, being visually challenged that I am, and I’ve to walk tentatively if I didn’t want to trip on an electric cord.  When I finally got to the phone, I lifted the receiver and said hello to it.  No answer.

And anyway, who the hell would be calling me up in the dead of the night?  Not even my bf did that.

Then suddenly the memory of phone call after watching the cursed video came rushing back.  I quickly went to the bedroom, painfully avoiding looking at the full-length mirror we have near the dining area or at the computer and television screen, and slept for the first time in a very long while with the lights on.

I think I’ve avoided looking at blank TV and computer screens and mirrors for 2 weeks.  And a television suddenly going static makes me rush back to the comfort of my bedroom.

And I never did find out who was that person calling in the middle of the night.  Nobody from my friends or my roomies’ friends ever claimed responsibility.

Years after, I was already living with my aunt in Mandaluyong.  One night, I discovered, after flipping channels, that the Hollywood version of Ring was being shown on HBO.  Figuring that watching even the tamer version of Ring would finally cure my fear of it, I’ve decided to have a go at it and I was actually doing very fine.

It only turned very bad when, while I was watching the climactic scene in which Samara is about to come out of the TV, with her dirty pale hands and broken fingernails already at the edge of the TV monitor, ALL THE LIGHTS WENT OUT.

What the fuck?!?!

Then suddenly lights flickered back on.

The TV screen, however, instead of turning back to the last channel it was on, has decided to have a static screen.

I must have been frozen in bed for some time, before I remembered to simply just grab the remote control and turn off the damn thing.

And today, I’ve watched the original cursed video again on YouTube.  Still scares the shit out of me, so I’m not posting the vid here.

So there you go.  You can all laugh now.  I’m going to die after 7 days anyway, so I don’t care anymore.  LOL.

And since you’ve all had a good laugh because of me and my “irrational fear” of Sadako, let me leave you with a little something…

Look, if you dare, and tell me what you see… :)

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