March, 2000

On Sunday I had nothing to do. Bored, I put on video "On the Run" movie for fifty-something time, and at the same time read a thriller I knew almost by heart. I was reading and looking at screen and at last I recalled my idea of a script about elves (I bet Yuen Biao would be great elf, he even doesn't need much make-up). I took my dictionary and started to talk with it about this elven story. (I already told you the dictionary is important, why you didn't start from this part, haw haw). Suddenly my dictionary opened, completely without sense, at "eyelid" word. (How I am doing it, well, you should start from, you know, what). I looked at the screen where already the payroll was going together with still picture of both stars of the movie and, my god, Biao winked at me. Slow motion.

God, I said to myself, so, after all, I am hallucinating, I don't believe, I don't believe in elves, I also don't believe in you, help me, someone, and I went to see if it was on the tape or not. So, if it is a kind of hallucination, everybody can have it. Just as the thing I saw the next day.

I decided to have a cup of cafe at little bar in "Land" (quite nice store here in Warsaw, resembling underground passages in HK). Through the glass wall I saw the inside of the building, and farther store window and tall building on the other side of car park and street, three hundred meters or something from "Land".

I read a newspaper, drank my cappuccino and listened to Italian songs. At some moment I started really to listen to it, as it had nice rhythm, I looked up and saw opened window in this building three hundred meters away. The window was not only opened, it was opening and closing just in time to the beat of Italiano disco, I was listening at! And the song was from tape, not from radio. From tape-recorder in this bar, just imagine. I was looking at it around a minute. I had enough time to recall my play with a lamp outside of my hotel restaurant window, which was blinking once for "yes" and two times for "no" (in Hong Kong, dears), but this time someone was standing at this window and playing with it. After this one minute of pondering over the fact I called waitresses and for sure they saw what I saw. Window was closing and opening as long as the music was playing, around four minutes. Who is able to play with a window for four minutes? What for? And why in this Italiano disco rhythm? In the beat with the song he was not listening to?

More or less, this adventure makes me to be again at peace with world and to believe again in elves and the rest.

More or less, my world looks just like that. If I have hallucinations everybody around me starts to have them too.

 What did they do to my song, Ma?

I just saw "Millenium Dragon".

Here you have my musings: Yuen Biao does deserve much better part in much better movie. Is he in such bad situation he takes anything on the way? No good scripts? Or, perhaps, producers hate him? He doesn't have good agent, I bet. Perhaps his wife, who made "no romance" point in his work agreements is his agent and PR. But I don't believe in it. This kind of actor's wife just cannot exist. There is not even an address for fans. Why? To show he doesn't care about them? Or to close all doors in invisible walls around him? You know, "love your audience" is the first thing you learn when writing scripts. The advice is even more important for actors, I'm sure.

You know what? I think his wife doesn't exist. He is just in some kind of monastery kept like a slave and going out only when his superior needs money. Or it is a new version of doing prison sentence. Being not only in prison but forced to keep it in secret. Poor hero. Wow! This is next good idea for a script, but beware: Dragonwood already reserves all rights to this story.

Why I have such horrifying ideas? Well, my Chinese - English dictionary is saying to me for more than two months: "champion", "X-ray" and "in prison". Rather clearly, don't you think?