After the wonderful time I had watching Dreamgirls, I decided to try my luck once more and attempt to watch yet another movie at home.  Since I am writing about the whole episode, you can guess that my attempt was indeed successful. Still, I’d like to share my experience with you, the way it happened to me.

Since I had not yet returned the DVD that I had borrowed from my friend, I searched it for another title that I thought might be interesting. I settled on Freedom Writers with Hillary Swank. The movie began in a time long ago, in the jungles of  Central America (if you’ve watched Freedom Writers before, you know that something had already gone horribly wrong!) with some extremely deep going-ons. I thought: Strange. How is this going to be tied together with the modern-day movie that I know Freedom Writers is (this I gathered from the image on the picture face of the DVD)? Well, I decided, the best way to find out was to just watch and see. Read the rest of this entry »

We all know – for the most part – that singers don’t usually make good actors, right? (Am I the only one that thinks this?) I wonder then: what makes so many musicians think that they can make it in the movie industry just because they made it in the music industry? Is it because they think it is just all art?

Well, that was the train of thought that I was on when I saw posters and trailers for Dreamgirls, sometime last year. Although I saw that Dreamgirls featured a star-studded (all-black starring) cast, the inclusion of Beyoncé Knowles on that cast, made me think  that her presence in the film would probably be the movie’s greatest glory. I decided, then, that I would watch the movie if I happened to be going to the cinema around the time it was showing, but I definitely was not going to make any special effort to see it. That was my stance!

And then…a couple of months later, I was at home, bored out of my mind. A friend had lent me one of those 8-in-1 DVDs, which I was a little reluctant to watch because I am not really a movie-at-home kind of girl. Still, desperate to ease my boredom, I slotted the DVD into my laptop before going to bed and began to watch Dreamgirls. Two hours and eleven minutes later found me clapping furiously at my laptop screen as the credits began to roll. That was how moving I found the movie. Believe it or not, that was not the first time during the film where I felt moved to clap! Read the rest of this entry »