A month back, I was lucky to be able to watch a promising film on a rainy evening. I didn’t mind about the distance I traveled from my place going to Bonifacio High Street in Taguig (which is about over an hour to reach from our place), because I really enjoyed watching the film. MNL 143 made a small and meaningful place in my heart.
Spontaneity – that’s what I loved most about the film. Every character in the movie managed to contribute to the rawness and balance of the film. Sad, serious, funny, real – such a great set of characters who, throughout the course of the movie, successfully established Ramil’s character and his issue. Everything is real, especially the characters’ issues. It’s just genius.
Did I, in some ways, able to relate to the movie? No and yes. No, because I am not a driver by profession, and yes because of everything else seems a little similar to what I feel.
Just like Ramil, I worked on my career day and night to get through the day or to a supposed to be “future with someone”. Then everything gets mixed up, the feeling of losing someone you truly valued in your life was also there. At the middle of the day, you just stop and stare, cry for some random memories you want to get off from your mind because hope is a virtue that’s not really on your side at the moment. And a lot more, maybe, soon.
I’ve watched a number of films the past 2 months up to this point. Films that could make me think, or at times could make me sad, or could help me face reality. The life of living alone, that’s what I’m preparing for. If there’s something I learned from this part of my life, it’s that nothing is permanent. Future can be as blurry as your expectations, and trust is something you don’t want to give fully to someone no matter how good they are to you. Because at the end, you could really die without having to save some for yourself.