The Curse of "Love of Siam"

I have watched Love of Siam twice since I had learned about it last year. I even blogged about the film twice - here and here. Recently, I got hold of an original DVD copy and I just had to watch it again.

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A few minutes ago, I finished watching the film for the third time. I had intended to blog about it (again) and write a more detailed review of the movie but, after I reviewed my earlier posts, I noticed a developing trend that is directly affecting my love life. Forgive me - the closet-Ekonomista in me is doing the thinking these days.

I remember that four days after watching Love of Siam for the first time (and posting a blog on it), I fell in love with someone. And then I cried... I cried for months. Then, I was able to recover - stronger than ever. As long as there is love there is hope daw.

And so, I watched the film for the second time. Four days later, I fell in love again - much more intense. And then I cried... I cried for months. I cried so hard that I had thought that I would never be able to snap out of it. But, I have recovered - stronger than ever. As long as there is love there is hope daw.

At dahil matigas ang ulo ko (but seriously, this was not intentional), for the third time, I decided to watch this movie again.

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Love of Siam still had it's charm - gorgeous young boys kissing. It followed the same plot no matter how hard I prayed for a happier ending. It still made me cry on cue - tears still fell as if it were my first time. But, for the first time, I was able to see beyond Tong and Mew. For the first time, I did not get a hard on when they kissed. I finally saw the film the way it was probably intended to be - a love story between and amongst all the characters - and not just between Tong and Mew. It's amazing how one's life experiences can change the way one appreciates a movie such as this.

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So four days from now, based on past trends and considering how predictable my life has been since forever, I am expecting to fall in love again. Let's see if this forecasting model works.

Four days from now, I will fall in love with my Tong...

...with a very big dong.

... or talong.