Sunday, April 6, 2008

Musings with Maryo J. delos Reyes


Every now and then, when i have a lot of free time in my hands and the subject is worth the effort, i turn in feature articles for the Philippine Daily Inquirer's Saturday Special. The editor, Nestor Torre has always been so gracious enough to spare me a few spaces in his section. Today, i will start reprinting here some of my past works in hope of sharing with you some of my thoughts...

As a first installment, i am reprinting an article i wrote about one of my favorite film makers, Maryo J. delos Reyes... read on.

Maryo J., 30 years and 90 films later.


(From Philippine Daily Inquirer)

Byline: Gabby L. Reinoso

AS if on cue, the heavy downpour came to a halt as I caught a glimpse of Direk Maryo J. delos Reyes making his way into the restaurant. With the heavy traffic building up on the streets, it came as a pleasant surprise that the multi-awarded film director sauntered in punctually for this interview.

Ironic truth

Maryo J.'s last movie, "Laman," was successful despite its R-18 rating. This was sweet vindication for the soft-spoken director, who had to knock on the censors' doors to appeal the X rating they initially gave the movie. While putting the incident behind him, Maryo J. comes up with a ironic truth: "Gusto natin maniwala na high-tech na tayo, pero ang utak natin, low-tech pa rin!"

Perhaps it was not by accident that Maryo's first opus, "High School Circa '65," was a movie about young lives caught up in the moral struggle of the adults around them.

Maryo elicited sterling performances from a host of ensemble actors who breathed life into societal stereotypes with such credibility that some of the movie's scenes reminded viewers of events in their own high school life.

Arena

For the first time, he was thrown into an arena where artistic expression would have to be tempered by business and economic realities. And Maryo was quick to learn. In time, he was turning out a string of commercially viable hits with pertinent themes, like "Annie Batungbakal," and "Bagets."

But before falling into the commercial rut, Maryo admits that his peers who believed in his capability to rise above the box-office formula challenged him. "Tagos ng Dugo," starring Vilma Santos, would be his effective response to that challenge.

The success of "Tagos" confirms the notion that, once balance is attained, quality need not suffer in favor of commercialism. Nowadays, Maryo continues to make commercial films, but he has a couple of surprises up his sleeves.

"I realized that good materials would come to me, but when they do, it takes time to distill them and make them work. Maybe some of them need fine-tuning and adjustments, but when I hit upon good material, I pitch for it and work hard to bring it to life onscreen.

"'Ang Paraiso ni Efren' is one such material," says Maryo. The movie was a look into the world of gay relationships and starred hunk Anton Bernardo and Alan Paule.

Three generations

One script that has come Maryo's way and reduced him to tears is Michiko Yamamoto's "Magnifico Magikero." The movie provides Maryo the privilege of directing three generations of the country's finest actors, including Gloria Romero, Celia Rodriguez, Lorna Tolentino, Amy Austria, Albert Martinez, Danilo Barrios, Allyson VII, Jiro Manio and Dindin Llanera.

But in the meantime, after megging some 90 movies in three decades, Maryo has put another film in the can: "Bedtime Stories" launches Maricar de Mesa in her bid for sexy stardom via its trilogy of "themes and styles" as Maryo describes it. The movie, which tackles sadomasochism, necrophilia and the drug Ecstacy, is a shoo-in as another controversy-laden film.

What about a remake of "High School Circa '65"? "Yes and no," Maryo says. "No, because I do not want to repeat myself. And yes, I would consider a remake but maybe set it in another era, perhaps 1975, the time when our country was experimenting with martial law," he muses, a mischievous smile crossing his face, and eyes lighting up. One can only guess what the man is thinking!

Saturday, April 5, 2008

The April Fools


Suddenly, the skies have been breaking out into rains... in summer!
April showers are upon us, but the heat can really be draining...
so i put on some music from my past...

In an April dream
Once she came to me
When you smiled I looked into your eyes
And I knew I'd be loving you
and then you touched my hand
And I learned April dreams can come true

Oh are we just April fools
Who can't see all the danger around us
If we're just April fools
I don't care, true love has found us now

Little did we know
Where the road would lead
Here we are a million miles away from the past
Travelin' so fast now
There's no turning back
If our sweet April dream doesn't last

Are we just April fools
Who can't see all the danger around us
If we're just April fools
I don't care, we'll find our way somehow
No need to be afraid
True love has found us now

The April Fools, Lyrics: Burt Bacarach, Performed by Dionne Warwick

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

At 52... In Memoriam


He would have been 52 last March 17.
I only only knew him until he was 48.
But i have memories of him to last me a Lifetime!

Happy Birthday, Mai! You are loved!
May you find your Pathway to Paradise!

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Weekends with Mama


It's about time i wrote something about my mother... my inspiration and role model. As a teacher herself, Mama taught primary school children until her retirement. Up to this day, i can only marvel at her patience and determination at handling 40 seven-year-old pupils per school year, for more than twenty years!

For the last twenty years of my own life, i have been spending weekends with Mama at our family home somewhere in the suburban south. Her cooking was something to look forward to, but more importantly, it is the mother-son time that i really cherish most.

On weekends, Mama and i will spend hours swapping stories and thoughts on the latest matters: siblings, friends, celebrities, work, relatives. Although not necessarily in that order! Mama would be her usual supportive self. Forever encouraging me with my hopes and dreams, she never fails to put in a wise word or two. Ah, mothers are God's gift to ageing guys like me!

As i grow older, these moments have become more precious to me. Perhaps, weekends like these are the strongest links that will bind us together... across distance, beyond time and space.

I LOVE you Mama!

Saturday, March 1, 2008

On My Own...


I caught an episode in a recent local talk show about men living alone. Naturally, i was drawn to the discussion as i am, for over four years now, living all on my own. Except for the occasional trips to our family home on weekends, i spend my days... and nights... alone in my room in a condo i am renting in Makati.

Since my partner, Mai, passsed away, i have slowly adjusted to waking up and going to bed alone... but am i lonely? No, not anymore. Quietly, i have taken to accepting my present state-of-affairs and stopped battling with myself over thoughts of self-pity and longing.

We are never alone. Even when we think we are on our own, we never really are. God created the universe so perfectly that for one to think that he can be detached from everyone and everything is utter arrogance. You only have to look to the skies at night or feel the gentle breeze to really know that YOU ARE NEVER ALONE!

Friday, February 22, 2008

On Love...


This is quite a belated entry for Valentine's simply because, as you would have surmised by now, i am completely unattached....

But thanks to the Carpenters... these are my thoughts exactly!


The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing
There's someone in this crazy world for me
The way that people come and go through temporary lives
My chance could come and I might never know

I used to say "No promises, let's keep it simple"
But freedom only helps you say goodbye
It took a while for me to learn that nothing comes for free
The price I paid is high enough for me

I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find

So here I am with pockets full of good intentions
But none of them will comfort me tonight
I'm wide awake at 4 a.m. without a friend in sight
I'm hanging on a hope but I'm all right

[Richard Carpenter, John Bettis, & Albert Hammond, Need to be In Love]

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

When Autumn Comes...


Saturday was spent coaching a class of teenagers on group communication. The students were from various backgrounds. But mostly from private schools in Metro Manila.

It was an eye-opening session for me since i have always shunned handling classes with teens as i have always felt uneasy with the age group. However, that afternoon proved me wrong! There i was, exchanging views with teeners and listening to their mature views and awesome insights about politics, religion, poverty, success, fears and life in general.

Most of the views they expressed were a bit cliches, but at that very moment as they were spoken from the mouths of babes, it all came out as gems of truth!

They are concerned about pollution and its effect on the planet.

They are worried that they are growing too fast and in the process, losing their child-like innocence.

They regret putting limits to their capabilities simply because they fear it might be un-cool to excel and be a smart person.

They value the love of their parents, family and friends.

They are excited about the future just as they are anxious about what it brings them.

Ah, sweet Youth! Where have i lost you? Why has autumn come so soon?