I mentioned a Thai movie called Citizen Dog a while back. The other day I found it online and downloaded it (it took a while, of course – downloading movies is slow business, even with a DSL connection), and this evening, amid my general gloominess, I watched it. It was a delightful exercise in almost pure garciamarqezesque magic realism. And isn't that a cool word I just made up: garciamarquezesque?
One of my favorite moments is when the narrator says: "Now Kong is dead. But he is still here because he really likes riding his motorcycle." Kong is the character who is killed by the rain of motorcycle helmets.