the secret garden.

i have yet to read the original novel by Frances Hodgson Burnett (published 1909), but i think the 1993 film adaptation is simply phenomenal.

yesterday, i was able to watch it again on HBO. i remember seeing it for the first time as a child. and man, did i love it. i was completely captivated by this film, and apparently, i still am. that's why it really saddens me how they don't make movies like these anymore. i swear, the 90's was such a good decade for kids like me.

since this isn't a movie review (i'm not a critic), i won't be telling you about the film's plot and whatnot. nonetheless. it's already pretty obvious that i personally loved the movie, so i highly recommend that you watch it. if you already have, watch it again.

P.S.

the look reminds me of what i wore to a costume party back in '06.

by the way, this is one of the many Francis Ford Coppola films that i have a soft spot for. i'm truly a huge fan of his (and his daughter Sofia Coppola's) work. they've directed/produced a whole bundle of outstanding films that have fascinated both viewers and critics alike.

the original.

Sebastian Valmont.

you all know him from the 1998 film Cruel Intentions. man. can i just say? that movie was incredible. i remember seeing it for the first time as a child. i think i was just ten. i loved every minute of it. and i still do. i should get myself a DVD copy (i already have it on VHS and VCD. haha!).

i couldn't get enough of the leading characters. Sebastian and Kathryn (played by Ryan Phillippe and Sarah Michelle Gellar) were no less than impeccable--in every aspect. forgive me, but i loved how they were so vicious. so, in my opinion, they were flawless. haha!

but i especially liked Sebastian's sense of style. he had this certain flair that screamed charm and sophistication. i wanted to be just like him. he even got me wearing designer sunglasses at a very young age. basta. i dare say, he was my "idol". if the other boys idolized Michael Jordan, Eminem, or whoever, my demigod at that time was him. haha!

and of course, who didn't salivate over his 1956 Jaguar XK-140?

beautiful. just frickin' beautiful.