"It's in my professional opinion that you've become a monster."

What I love about wasting time clicking away aimlessly around the cyberspace is the many, many distractions it offer. Online or offline. The thing about 'wandering' is that you make best of what you have right in front of you.

See, all this while I've been a loyal servant to the many wonders of p2p technology. Starting from Napster to Audiogalaxy to Kazaa, it had me fixated with the prospect of having my own media library with only a fraction of my budget harmed. Then came Soulseek which saved my sanity when the RIAA and the rest of the money-making head honchos took Shawn Fanning and co. to -ironically- face the music.

The course of my wandering won't be decently documented if I left out Friendster and Myspace. Aaaand Hi5, Kawanster, Blogspot, LiveJournal, Last. fm and (hey!) Vox. It's where new acquaintances are found undermined interests are sowed and hidden habits unveiled.

Somehow somewhat, I was left out on another movement. Another surged wave threatened to smash my 'video downloads suck major hours and ends up being total crap' to smithereens. Torrents. Bit mumfucking Torrents. As we speak, I now have in my stahs 15, DVD-crisp, excellent rip movies. And it all took an aggregate of 7 days. 24/7.


Thumbsucker was actually an oddball choice. I was looking for recommendations when Li said Thank You For Smoking and Adaptation (which then later spurred the search for Daniel Johnston's docu, Citizeen Kane and the foreign language version of The Science Of Sleep; all to no avail) just might be the ones I'm looking for. Thank You For Smoking was a blast. I think it's Aaron Eckhart at his nonchalant best. I mean, Merchants Of Death? Supercool. Still, I need another movie to make my so-called Raya marathon complete so I turned to aXXo who is infamously the best movie ripper in the world. Thumbsucker was the only one on his list that I've never heard of.

Lou Pucci plays Justin Cobb, a 17 year-old member of his school's debating club whose addiction is to suck on his left thumb whenever he feels like to. Well having said that and judging from the DVD cover you would highly likely draw the conclusion of it either being arty farty or Wes Anderson-witty or better yet, a combo of both. I really didn't care to be honest. It was already 6 in the a.m. when the download's done so I thought of watching half of it then, and finish it up in the afternoon. A move I reckon to be most brilliabt of me in recent years. Heh.

Other than Mike Mills' acute direction/intepretation of the novel and Lou's magnificient potrayal of Justin, the rest of the cast surely deserves mentions for their stellar performances. Keanu Reeves has to be the hippest, most breezy dentist to ever grace the silver screen with his Horatio Caine-ish speech pattern and demeanor. Not to mention Vince Vaughn who in my humble opinion, finally did justice to his own career by staying solid on track all the while. The movie's also interspersed with musical interludes by The Polyphonic Spree and Elliot Smith (with a cover of Chris Bell's Thirteen!)

Seeing Justin transform from a thumbsucker to a hotshot debater to a pothead and eventually turning back to thumbsucking reflects a whole lot on my life as I see it going forward. A closet low self-esteemer with every intention to hide himself by fronting an amiable facade as means to make himself accessible to anyone. Well yeah, the movie ends on a happy note but it is one that will keep ringing in my ears for a while. How I love being single forever.