I’m sitting in the livingroom at Amah’s house watching a Korean film with Aunty Lian. She snuck into my room last night to watch The Motorcycle Diaries – considering the entire thing was in Spanish, she did quite well. I just got back from going to central with *** and *** to a sushi bento place and spent the past 3 hours yacking about Buddhism and *** etc. Man Korean films are so beautiful. I’ve been glued to this film for the past 30 mins. It’s strangely very good. Parents have son kidnapped, son is remarkably fat and strangely like the Koh-Kae child advertisement.
