Where were the gods?
Hailey has been here for only less than a week. But everytime I picture the day she would have to leave forever, I can’t help but get depressed. If this goes on, I don’t think I can stand seeing her crying when she leaves. I can’t! I know, this shouldn’t be happening. I shouldn’t get myself too attached. She’s not ours. You see, that’s why I cannot understand how on earth her biological mother surrendered her forever!
Anyway, I watched Troy with my mom this afternoon. It wasn’t exceptional. I often find many Greek myths with their plots and conflicts to be very dull and petty anyway, and this wasn’t an exception. I’m no Greek mythology scholar but I have fair familiarity with the Illiad having taken it up in third year English class. The characters were dull, and were only able to capture my apathy. The plot felt so factual and trivial even though they didn’t do justice to some of the details. Like, the gods’ connivance in the war was gone. In the first place, it shouldn’t feel so factual — it’s a myth! (Uh, right?) Tsk, I liked Helen of Troy (1956) much better.
Bikoy’s rating: 5.5/10

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