rub a dub, dub two goddesses in a pub
saturday night. seven in the evening. i was for the nth time watching the young and gorgeous christopher de leon and the equally young and beautiful hilda koronel in the mike deleon classic kung mangarap ka't magising , a fabulously-photographed and wickedly delicious film about finding love at the wrong time, at the right place with the perfect person, shot entirely in baguio in the late seventys, when the eternally cold city still looked calm, serene, charming, even rustic; before traffic, pollution, overcrowding and a shopping mall spoiled its beauty. while mimicking hilda koronel's elegant and intelligent interpretation of a distraught young woman aching to free herself from the clutches of her domineering, suffocating, unromantic husband, i was drinking a glass of red and munching on cheese flown overnight from paris. in the film, hilda's character married young at seventeen, had a child at eighteen, and was contented playing a perfect wife to a rising busin...
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