Define Sentimentality.

When I am genuinely happy (and that doesn't happen too much these days, but saying that gives more weight to this review, so what the hell) I tend to smile like a retard while walking insanely fast. Embarrassingly enough, I had been doing those exact two things five hours ago when I walked out of the cinema that housed the movie adaptation of Perks of Being a Wallflower. Sappy, I know, but when you've "blogged" (the frequency of my entries does not make me a real blogger, ha ha) for a long time you realize that writing honestly makes things much easier. And I am sentimental by nature, even if I constantly try to look like Jessica Zafra.

I must embarrass my friends a lot.


I have seen generations of novels being translated into films and I have been persistently disappointed. We all have (partially because it's a social-psychological thing. One influential person says the film is bad and the rest of the world nod like retards.) We deserve better entertainment, and who better to slap it into our faces than Stephen Chbosky himself?

I actually like how Chbosky made the film - just enough teenage angst action to induce superficial asthma attacks and enough silence to make me wonder why I don't have a Charlie in my life. I was trying to fight off tears at regular intervals. It's the honesty of the film that made me want to be a part of it too, even though how I live my life is several measures different from how they live theirs.

1) THE SOUNDTRACK. I have a feeling the people in the music department are my soul brothers/sisters. My friends and I were so impressed that we began singing along in the theater. Yes, with awkward arm-flailing. The other viewers must have hated us.

2) Logan schmucking Lerman - because, seriously, who could have played Charlie better?!

3) Emma Watson's American accent is as awkward as our arm-flailing. It's all right, though; there is always some room for bias. I wonder how much of her set wardrobe was Burberry.

4) Have I mentioned how adorable Patrick is, or how much he reminds me of one of my friends so the rest of the movie experience became a bit uncomfortable when I realized it?

5) I hate to admit this but the concept of mix tapes is actually sort of sweet - especially when they have good music in them.

I have to applaud the casting director. The cast gave such a powerful performance. The screenplay was amazing; as much as I want to hate the idea of a literary holocaust via film adaptation, Chbosky's Perks had me wondering if the only mistake the film industry has been making all along is choosing the wrong directors. Although some scenes were left out, the film is painfully loyal to the original story, and coupled with Lerman's brooding characterization of Charlie, I think this has been the best adaptation of any book yet.

SM Cinemas will screen Perks until this Tuesday. If you haven't seen it, don't be stupid enough to wait for the torrent file. Trust me, this film deserves to be projected on a big-arse screen and be heard on a decent sound system.

And because I will most likely regret staying up when I wake up later, I made a playlist of some songs that I would include in my own mix tape if I lived in the 80's. Still relevant.