Yellow Fever

It's the first day of 2009. I've been conscious since approximately 8:50 AM, battling my body as it exacts revenge on me for guzzling countless fluid ounces of LaBatt Blue Lite (Happy New Year). I've already made a visit to Dunkin' Donuts and the Asian fruit stand across the street. In an attempt to keep my eyes shielded from any direct sunlight and keep my migraine at bay by staying secluded in my apartment all day, I've made a conscious decision to devote my day to movies.

I just watched one of the funniest movies I've seen in a long time and I bet you have never heard of it. Ping Pong Playa is the funniest cultural comedy since Don't Be a Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood. Ok, not really, because Don't Be a Menace was a parody. Ping Pong Playa is the new My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Substitute lamb for ping pong and you've got comedic brilliance in cinematic form.

A young man, Chris (C-Dub) Wang, shunned his Chinese heritage in the name of "keeping it real" only to return to his roots and find his own identity as he wins the Golden Cock Ping Pong Tournament. Jessica Yu and Jimmy Tsai team up to make this hysterical cultural satire. Knowing that these two people exist and have made a movie like this makes me want to either: a) consider not taking Excedrin for this massive migraine as a form of self-inflicted punishment for not being the person that created Ping Pong Playa, or b) pretend like these two geniuses never existed, so that I might be able to sleep at night knowing nobody on the face of the earth is smarter than me and could possibly have made this film.

I'm putting everyone on notice. This blog will serve as the "tipping point" for Ping Pong Playa and Jessica Yu and Jimmy Tsai will no longer be able to ignore our influence and be forced to thank me and the three of you, that read this blog, personally for starting the Ping Pong Playa epidemic. Get on the China Express and go see this movie or at least grab a pirated version from the internetz.