What’s ironic is that the term means keeping those skeletons in the closet, not putting it out for everyone to see. But when those skeletons somehow find their way out, that’s when we truly know where and from who love can be found. Sounds a little cliché? Don’t worry; the film will definitely surprise you.

I’ve always been a much bigger fan of Gregg Araki than I have of his films. A Gay Asian Male (as I’m sure he’s sick of being defined as), Araki has always fought to represent the marginalized.

Meet Chun Sue. Teenage rebel and high school drop out. A parent’s worst nightmare. She is also a writer, a dreamer, a lover, and a rock ‘n’ roll fan who isn’t afraid to pursue her passions.

This issue, Halfway editors have compiled a few poems that relate to some of the articles published in this month’s edition. The work is the property of it’s original author. You can begin to view them below.

As it stands, however, “Unleashed” serves its purpose in describing the central idea of the film. Jet Li plays Danny, a feral, warrior man-child who lives like a dog under the cruel hands of Bart (Bob Hoskins). Like a dog, he wears a collar around his neck signifying both property and obedience. When Bart removes the collar, Danny goes nuts and beats the crap out of anyone in the room.

In only five chapters, Julie Otsuka relays the events from the reading of the evacuation notice to the internment itself from each family member’s point of view. We never know the names of the characters. However, this only serves to emphasize the universality of the story.

Boy meets girl. Girls meets boy. Boy likes girl. Girl likes boy.

“Your family will be ruined!” exclaimed the boy’s best friend, when he confessed his love for the girl, for the first time.

Growing up, I listened to all forms of music. When I was really young, I was really into rock music. There was just something about cranking guitars and the hard beats of the drums that really caught my attention. Then, you put that together with lead singers like Steven Tyler of Aerosmith or Axl Rose of Guns ‘N’ Roses and you had awesome music.

I’ve tried to write this review of Chanwook Park’s Oldboy several times already. (You can ask my editor about how long it took me to finally hand this in.) But no matter what I talk about I can’t seem to get at the core of the movie’s appeal. I can’t seem to say exactly what I want to say.