Analysis Of Juan Luna's Parisian Life

Never judge a book by its cover. Imagine a book. It is covered in soot blacker than the blackest ebony. Cracks along its face spews forth gas and lava the likes of which would rival Vesuvius. Beware of it, but do not condemn it. It is a beastly and ferocious book. Approach it slowly and with good intent. Touch it and hold it, but do not be afraid to burn. It may bite. Be strong, understand its cover and know what angers it and soothes it. Watch and see. Open it. Pages pearly white and black texts bold and elegant abound within. You see words and thoughts flitter through the pages – the passion to fight for freedom. A great and wondrous dream it is to be able to fly unhindered through clear-blue skies. This dream and passion kept safe inside the heart and mind of one whose shell is strong. His

Musical scores were blended well according the appropriate scenes it could be heard. The setting of the different scenes showed appropriate Spanish influenced plazas, houses, buildings. Some scenes even made allusions to Juan Luna’s Parisian Life depicting a woman sitting down and her body is shaped like that of the Philippines. Towards the end, a reenactment depicted Juan Luna’s Spolarium where it was the body of Antonio Luna in Cabanatuan instead of a gladiator in a Roman arena. Then, the battleground in the Philippines was nothing spectacular because it was simply meant to be what it was – a part of the dirt in the flat farm lands. It makes it more believable than any High-Definition Camera could capture and edit. Tarog is a director who does not shy away from detailing the violence and bloodshed in war. In fact, the gruesome deaths are laced with humor to reflect the foolishness of war despite its inevitability. Behind all the bloodshed and gunpowder is a warning flag to take out your magnifying glasses. To see everything clearly without the influence that our history is a runway for perfectly unblemished heroes of the