Saw The Fountain last night with Dong, Terrence and Kris in Siam Paragon. UGH.
It's a love story told in three different dimensions. The past - where Hugh Grant is a conquistador for Spain and where Rachel Weisz is the queen of Spain. The present - where Hugh is a scientist in a desperate search for a cure for his wife's brain tumor. And the metaphysical - where he's a buddhist monk who talks to the tree of life in his pyjamas.
It would have been decent without the third dimension. Those scenes really threw the movie off. It's like visual diarrhea (jro, pahiram ng term)!
On a side note, the cinemas in Paragon are fantastic.