Bad Influence?
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Read a piece of news about a somewhat shocking and rare news which occurred in Malaysia recently. There wsa a movie produced locally, and one of the scenes involved two malay girls were suppose to lip-kissing each other, but you know, such production, and especially it is being made in a somewhat conservative country like Malaysia, the actresses were inevitably feeling shy about the requested scene by the director. Consequently, they just brushed both their lips for a short moment, for a few miliseconds I think.
After the complete production, many potential spectators were anticipating that scene. Because of that tiny portion involved, many non-malay movie-goers became malay movie-goers out of the blue. According to the director of that mentioned movie, the intention of embedding such scene into the movie is because there are too many such realistic cases happening in this current sophisticated society. Lesbians are on the rise??
But soon it turned out to be very unfortunate for those viewers as well as the director, that particular scene eventually has to face the board of censorship, and accepted the cruelty of being cut off reluctantly. The scene was not shown in majority of the cinemas nationwide.
Now, this further reminds me of something on one of the Saturdays recently. My sister was watching the tele one day in the morning, and the square box was showing some somewhat similar fighting scenes, you know, those scenes such as a hero who wears mask in his face and unleash their incredible power to fight against the monsters? Then somehow, the monsters would grow ridiculously bigger to an unbelievable extent where the size of the monster would now be even bigger than those skyscrapers.
Those shows have became a traidition in Malaysia, particularly on Saturday, a conventional holiday for kids. And these shows are actually being broadcasted exclusively for those young viewers. Well, when I was small, friends, relatives and me were engaged in show like Power Rangers too, we were naive children back then, playing our very own self-made reality show, involved in some Power Rangers role-playing game and broke a few vases in the house.
Many year later, it is my little cousins' turn to continue our legacy in such role-playing game. Their turns to jump down bravely from the bed, hitting their own cousins with some worn-out racquets... And yet, this will not stop within this generation, it will just continue in eons to come, because this is like a stream of blood line which flows within us, thanks to our Censorship Board.
After the complete production, many potential spectators were anticipating that scene. Because of that tiny portion involved, many non-malay movie-goers became malay movie-goers out of the blue. According to the director of that mentioned movie, the intention of embedding such scene into the movie is because there are too many such realistic cases happening in this current sophisticated society. Lesbians are on the rise??
But soon it turned out to be very unfortunate for those viewers as well as the director, that particular scene eventually has to face the board of censorship, and accepted the cruelty of being cut off reluctantly. The scene was not shown in majority of the cinemas nationwide.
Now, this further reminds me of something on one of the Saturdays recently. My sister was watching the tele one day in the morning, and the square box was showing some somewhat similar fighting scenes, you know, those scenes such as a hero who wears mask in his face and unleash their incredible power to fight against the monsters? Then somehow, the monsters would grow ridiculously bigger to an unbelievable extent where the size of the monster would now be even bigger than those skyscrapers.
Those shows have became a traidition in Malaysia, particularly on Saturday, a conventional holiday for kids. And these shows are actually being broadcasted exclusively for those young viewers. Well, when I was small, friends, relatives and me were engaged in show like Power Rangers too, we were naive children back then, playing our very own self-made reality show, involved in some Power Rangers role-playing game and broke a few vases in the house.
Many year later, it is my little cousins' turn to continue our legacy in such role-playing game. Their turns to jump down bravely from the bed, hitting their own cousins with some worn-out racquets... And yet, this will not stop within this generation, it will just continue in eons to come, because this is like a stream of blood line which flows within us, thanks to our Censorship Board.
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