I'm a runaway slave ...

My favorite Korean drama Chuno has finally made its way out ... brokenheartedly ... I cannot believe I had my eyes teary watching its final episode, really!

After weeks of loyally watching, on numerous disappointing occasions missed the bus when my "tv little princess" snatched the remote controller from my hand and switched to cartoon network, Chuno left me wondering why, again and again, life treats us all unfairly!

Why in the world can't it pull its curtain down on a happy ending note for everybody? Why can't the hero survived the worst and lived happily ever after? Why didn't the goods won over the bads? And why are they so gorgeous and hunky and body beautiful and I am not?  Owh...my heart breaks so badly now!

Hey, could there be a sequel coming soon in which the goods' descendants having sweet revenge onto the bads? Wishful thinking!

Myths that heroes never die did not apply in this drama. I am glad that at least, some people has proved us that precious gems, although extremely rare, are still available in a world of "brainless" people; they managed to put their feet on the ground and bring some sense of reality of life in it, and still enjoyable at the same time. 

That's exactly how it was supposed to end. If you were alone attacked by a dozen of heartless men with extremely sharp shining swords, you were severely wounded, thick black blood dripping from your mouth to the ground, and you hardly could breath, you needed nothing but miracles to be alive. It is way too dramatic to allow the hero to be just another fantasy Gods a-la Hollywood who would even survive suicide bombings in Iraq!

That's the art of Chuno and it is undoubtedly beautiful. It has succeeded in making me drunk and drowned in a sea of unsatisfactory ending. 

On a deep philosophical thought, it reflects the true self of us all; no matter how much life offers us all the desired truth, subconsciously we would turn them all down to stay in denial and hoped for the best when the end is right on the nose. Duh, all of us did that more than twice in our lifetime. Aci kerat jari kalau tak pernah (Aci's finger ya, not mine!)!

Perhaps it was too colorful to let go (I definitely don't want to let go the ancient Korea, the story, the actors, the tanned, hard bods and washboard abs - owhh, pass me the oxy tank right now!!). Until very right this moment I wish there will be at least one more episode, but again, wishful thinking. 

But for now, I am your sex slave. I will run away and hide; and then you - a hot, sex-bomb, good looking, slave hunter with a tanned, damn-hard-to-resist super sexy bod self will hunt me down with your super sharp-edged sword. 


Capture me, let me taste the sensual pain, and do unto me as you wished. You are my master, Oh Ji Ho....