Every Sunday night at 9pm, Arts Central screens a foreign movie. Last few weeks comprised of French and Singaporean selections. Managed to catch Singapore Gaga and bits of House of Harmony (totally predictable, melodramatic East meets West love story where all the ang mohs in the show speaks (dubbed) Chinese. Fann Wong acted as Maggie Q’s mother. Yikes!)
Tonight was the start of the Korean fest and they screened My Teacher, Mr Kim – a sweet and touching story about a teacher (dashing and unshaved) who reluctantly taught at a rural village school where everybody was eventually charmed by his eccentric ways. Very predictable plot and the teacher was a little emo but it’s those weepy, feel good movie you just can’t help liking.
I feel a little envious of his students’ devotion and love (probably not very realistic in the 21st century) and I’m reminded of the bunch of rude and boisterous kids I teach. No doubt all kids are cute in their own guileless ways but I am probably too busy shushing and glaring at them to appreciate their cuteness.
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