Munich Terror

I have been looking towards Friday for the whole week. Only when you start on a 9 to 5 job, you realize how pleasant it is to have a two-day break ahead. Again, I was filled with joy and high in energy. I could not wait till finishing work to call K out to the International Motor Show. Excitement was bet on a wrong person; either of us knows more than driving a car, $12 entrance fee was not that well worthy. K is a big fan of Mazda, given that he is driving the news 6-series model, and is looking into buying the MX-5 in the FUTURE.

After rambling in the show, we drove two rounds on Lygon St trying to find a parking space. On Friday night, you can’t even find a parking spot for bicycle! Eventually we parked the car on the street next to my house, we then headed down to Nova for a good movie. I refused to go Salsa with him as I am some sort of sick of dancing for no reasons now, especially after Coppa reopened last week. Anyway, we were just in time to watch this long-wishing movie – Munich.

This movie is a very sanguinary screenplay of what had happened after the September massacre in Munich, West Germany. It is a vivid portrayal of assassinators and the assassinations. Bombings, gunshots, blood mixed with flesh and tears, a cruelty symbolic pictures of racial hatred turned terror. There are too many Gods; people use their names and believes to flight with each other for nothing but chaotic and poverty.