I have a confession to make…
I don’t like Filipino movies as much as I do foreign films. I find them excruciatingly baduy. The jokes are corny, the action is ridiculous, and the stories are cliché. What’s even worse is the recent trend of commercialization of a film, essentially turning movies into giant sales pitches. Every now and then there are some that stand out, but for the most part, Filipino movies deteriorate into the same worn-out molds. Who cares about quality filmmaking as long as it’s making money off of Kris Aquino’s kid, right?
That said though, I DID enjoy That Thing Called Tadhana. It’s one of those few movies that break said mold. Which is why, for the first time in my life, I’m reviewing a Filipino-made movie. (insert applause here)
‘That Thing Called Tadhana’ follows the story of two strangers who become unlikely friends. Anthony (JM De Guzman) meets a recently broken up girl (Angelica Panganiban) at an airport. He becomes somewhat of a soundboard to the girl’s heartaches and the two drown in their conversations about love, life, fate, regret, and everything in between.