a dummy's guide to LXG
Which League of Extraordinary Gentlemen character are you?
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The movie is based on acclaimed comics author Moore, who combined his love of 19th-century adventure literature with an imaginative mastery of its 20th-century corollary, the superhero comic book.
Features a grand collection of signature 19th-century fictional adventurers, covertly brought together to defend the empire. The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen comprises such characters as Minna Murray (formerly Harker), from Bram Stoker's Dracula; Robert Louis Stevenson's Dr. Jekyll (and his monstrous alter ego, Mr. Hyde); and Jules Verne's Captain Nemo, restored to the dark, grim-visaged Sikh Verne originally intended. There's also Hawley Griffin, the imperceptible hero of H.G. Well's The Invisible Man, and Allan Quartermain, the daring adventurer of King Solomon's Mines and other classic yarns by H. Rider Haggard.
Kind of brought back my secondary school memories, when I was doing literature and studied Dracula, Portrait of Dorian Gray, Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde etc. below is a really short guide to who is who, this isn't a spoiler, but understanding the background of these characters will allow you to understand some of the puns at the beginning of the show. But note that I only know some of the characters.
One of my fave book was Dorian Gray, whose portrait grew old on his behalf, therefore he was deemed immortal. In actual classic, he killed himself when he tried to destroy the portrait.
Minna was wife of Jonathan Harker, lawyer, who worked for Dracula, turned vampire after. In actual classic, she became normal again, after Dracula died.
Dr Jekyll Mr Hyde, same guy, certain potion brought out the evil side of Dr Jekyll, hideous and ugly. Grew bigger and stronger as the evil overcomes the good. In actual classic, he killed himself because he lost control of when he turned into Hyde. Anyway, he totally reminded me of the Hulk, just that he wasn't all too green.
Tom Sawyer is the Tom Sawyer is Mark Twain, though I din read that book.
Overall, I'd give it a 6.5/10, but I personally enjoyed it and did not regret watching, but Ping thought it wasn't all that good.
well, life is full of shit
Sunday, August 24, 2003
Saturday, August 23, 2003
Thursday, August 21, 2003
Learning how to break. And the pride and joy of our Hall, tada! Rosiemary.
Muahahaha.. cool huh.
See even more...
when i'm free la.
Recent events - SMU - cut hair - learn breaking - dear set p breakdance club in school - nice western food at school closing - going to dye hair grey - cycled from ntu to petrol kiosk n din have enuf to pay for the food we wanted to buy.
Sunday, August 17, 2003
school starts tommorrow
Tommorrow marks the 3rd academic year at SMU. Dear is kinda stressed going to school all over again after like 4 years, and I guess it must be pretty scary, I mean, well, first day at school sorta thing. Almost felt the same way at NTU the other time, and felt like shit being lost. (Hey but can't blame me, NTU is like freaking big?)
Being in NTU for the past month did kinda evoke certain emotions in me, particularly because there is one Professor in NTU who always seem to subtly pick on us, saying things like,
"I thought SMU students like to contribute in class a lot.."
Pretty uncalled for huh. I don't know. But I guess in a really tiny way it reflects how we should get out into the world and look at things from the other angle, like you know how people always say Singaporeans are very shallow and haven't seen the world and thinks too much about themselves? This is probably a small representation, as I see how people view my own institution, vs the things we are so used to say in our own school.
In a certain way it has kinda prepared me for the overseas exchange. I know Ping is always ready, but to me, being emotionally ready and physically ready is different. What I probably learn from NTU is, you probably got to get used to being disappointed.
It's not a big deal, NTU's pretty cool, the hall environment and shit, but the school culture? Nah, SMU culture rocks.
Checklist for school:
Laptop
Lan Card
Okay, all set for classes. :P
Tommorrow marks the 3rd academic year at SMU. Dear is kinda stressed going to school all over again after like 4 years, and I guess it must be pretty scary, I mean, well, first day at school sorta thing. Almost felt the same way at NTU the other time, and felt like shit being lost. (Hey but can't blame me, NTU is like freaking big?)
Being in NTU for the past month did kinda evoke certain emotions in me, particularly because there is one Professor in NTU who always seem to subtly pick on us, saying things like,
"I thought SMU students like to contribute in class a lot.."
Pretty uncalled for huh. I don't know. But I guess in a really tiny way it reflects how we should get out into the world and look at things from the other angle, like you know how people always say Singaporeans are very shallow and haven't seen the world and thinks too much about themselves? This is probably a small representation, as I see how people view my own institution, vs the things we are so used to say in our own school.
In a certain way it has kinda prepared me for the overseas exchange. I know Ping is always ready, but to me, being emotionally ready and physically ready is different. What I probably learn from NTU is, you probably got to get used to being disappointed.
It's not a big deal, NTU's pretty cool, the hall environment and shit, but the school culture? Nah, SMU culture rocks.
Checklist for school:
Laptop
Lan Card
Okay, all set for classes. :P
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
it's such a tiring thing to 1. work 3 times a week, 10 hours each shift while studying 2. celebrate 2 angels birthday in the midst of working 10 hours shift 3 times a week.
I will survive, I have survived.
Innovative presents of the year:
A remake of the past for Ping a ling ling - getting a pressie almost identical (but less authentic) than a pressie she lost
Inner hush hushs, bum coverings and a very expensive bag of styroform for Rosiemary.
Happy Birthday my dears!
I will survive, I have survived.
Innovative presents of the year:
A remake of the past for Ping a ling ling - getting a pressie almost identical (but less authentic) than a pressie she lost
Inner hush hushs, bum coverings and a very expensive bag of styroform for Rosiemary.
Happy Birthday my dears!
Monday, August 04, 2003
My parents are so cute.
I wouldn't consider our family a very affectionate one. Like we do not exchange hugs and kisses. As cliche as it sounds, we are Asian, and it's a conservative society. Of course there are exceptions, but we happen to fall in the very typical sort of family. But my parents always try to be involved in our lives, supporting us in their own unique way. Simple things like fetching us around, to school, to the bus stop, to the MRT stations, visiting the new hall or new workplace and all, pretending to come by with the intention of a free meal, but I don't think they care whether the meal's free or not.
They came to fetch me at NTU last Saturday after work (it's a pretty long drive) and we drove around for a tour around the school, his alma mater. He look so happy, to be back after like what, 30 years? Babbled on about the lake, the chinese heritage center, and we even tried to look for the hall he stayed in last time, and surprisingly it is still there, and it is Hall 2. I was told my mum even went to the Yunnan Garden to take pictures and visited his hall, and so we tried to remake the past by posing exactly the same way as before.
Later in the night, they dugged out the old photo album and reminisce the past. There, my dad proudly said,
"So pretty hor, mummy?"
Showed me the picture of my mum that he stuck onto his hostel room, told me how my Ah ma did not like my mum to go out too often, only 2, 3 times a month, about how she loved to eat chocolates, and so on. Then my mum started to ask him why he liked her, she is wasn't an undergrad, so skinny so tan (which happens to be kinda the perfect girl in the current society, but bai bai nern nern were the fashionable look) and not very pretty. etc etc
And of course, more mushy stuff was replied. They look so happy, so blissful. So together. That really set me wondering if I will be able to go into my 27th year of marriage and still be as happy as them. Of course, my mummy is no longer skinny and tan, and my papa has developed the middle age belly, but they are still so lovey dovey with each other. And live through everyday spending almost 24 hours together, working together, coming home together, sleeping together, watching TV together.
Of course it's not that simple, but they manage to pull through - together. And my latest wish in life is to be able to find someone I can share my life the same way.
I wouldn't consider our family a very affectionate one. Like we do not exchange hugs and kisses. As cliche as it sounds, we are Asian, and it's a conservative society. Of course there are exceptions, but we happen to fall in the very typical sort of family. But my parents always try to be involved in our lives, supporting us in their own unique way. Simple things like fetching us around, to school, to the bus stop, to the MRT stations, visiting the new hall or new workplace and all, pretending to come by with the intention of a free meal, but I don't think they care whether the meal's free or not.
They came to fetch me at NTU last Saturday after work (it's a pretty long drive) and we drove around for a tour around the school, his alma mater. He look so happy, to be back after like what, 30 years? Babbled on about the lake, the chinese heritage center, and we even tried to look for the hall he stayed in last time, and surprisingly it is still there, and it is Hall 2. I was told my mum even went to the Yunnan Garden to take pictures and visited his hall, and so we tried to remake the past by posing exactly the same way as before.
Later in the night, they dugged out the old photo album and reminisce the past. There, my dad proudly said,
"So pretty hor, mummy?"
Showed me the picture of my mum that he stuck onto his hostel room, told me how my Ah ma did not like my mum to go out too often, only 2, 3 times a month, about how she loved to eat chocolates, and so on. Then my mum started to ask him why he liked her, she is wasn't an undergrad, so skinny so tan (which happens to be kinda the perfect girl in the current society, but bai bai nern nern were the fashionable look) and not very pretty. etc etc
And of course, more mushy stuff was replied. They look so happy, so blissful. So together. That really set me wondering if I will be able to go into my 27th year of marriage and still be as happy as them. Of course, my mummy is no longer skinny and tan, and my papa has developed the middle age belly, but they are still so lovey dovey with each other. And live through everyday spending almost 24 hours together, working together, coming home together, sleeping together, watching TV together.
Of course it's not that simple, but they manage to pull through - together. And my latest wish in life is to be able to find someone I can share my life the same way.