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I have not yet seen this film but from what I have read, it seems to describe the experience of erotomania -- the delusion that someone else is in love with you -- quite accurately and creatively. I am assuming erotomania here is portrayed as a true medical condition, like schizophrenia and bipolar disorder, and not just something that afflicts the "morally weak". I am glad that there is an erotomania version of "A Beautiful Mind" out there.

I plan to rent this film tomorrow. Hopefully it will not disappoint.

-- "Angelique, a young student, is in love with a married doctor. We see her attempts to make him leave his pregnant wife, but he does not appear for meetings or finally the booked journey to Florence. Then the movie is turned back to the beginning, and the view changes: We are now following the view of the doctor instead of Angelique's. And things look quite different now..."

I can't believe someone actually paid money to document the history of nonexistent creatures. It's almost as if the producers actually *believed* in the existence of vampires and were trying to prove it with this lame excuse for a documentary. How anyone can still believe in the supernatural in this day and age is beyond me.

It was worth watching up until the point where they started interviewing "modern vampire" cults, a pseudo subculture influenced by Hollywood movies and Anne Rice novels. I suppose this group of overgrown goth kids represent a part of vampire "history", however I found it to be more sad than interesting to watch them truly believing themselves to be vampires.

at first i thought 'nasaan ka man' might be one of those progressive new filipino films. as someone noted earlier, the movie does not look poorly made. it's clear that the directors used more expensive cameras to shoot, better angles, better sound equipment, good-looking actors, and nicer locations.

however, the improvements are all purely superficial. if it weren't for all the polish and expensive filters, 'nasaan ka man' would feel just like your typical, second-rate local movie - - hyperactive drama, predictable plot twists, "yeah right!" moments, crying, screaming, and characters you could care less about, all shoved down your throat.

a couple of things annoyed me about this movie. first of all, since when is it okay to have sex with adopted family? that not-blood-related argument does not make an ounce of difference. second, would a woman really not tell anyone for 40 years that she was raped, simply because the father told her to keep it secret? and, where were the lights in this movie? i know the director tried to make things look super dramatic, but i was simply forced to turn up the brightness feature on my TV set.