That Tattooist is a pretty boring movie, eh?
I tot' he had chosen the movie because of its "action" label. Then I realised that this is a horror movie. Okayy...
It doesn't take long for me to realise that he watched this movie because it was a part-kiwi movie. Wait, it's 80% Kiwi, if you ask me.
He's sooo into the Kiwi culture. No thanks to his rugby days.
Well, at least I can convince him to save up for a trip to New Zealand! So what if he's there to do the Hakka dance with the Maoris. I'm gonna get my bungy, white-water rafting and zorb ball. Yeah, I think a plan is in hand....

And it doesn't take a genius to realise that my slight gasp and, "Oh, Hallo...!" upon seeing Jason Behr's naked form standing on the hotel balcony at Swissotel Westin - was a big mistake.
Was that a pinch I felt, in the darkness..? Heh.
He had a hot bod and the tattoos on him was just too sexy, lah. Uber sexy..! YUM!
Erm.. Jason Behr, I mean. Did I also mention that his eyes are really, really sexy?!

Everything seems fine, until she talked, that is. I dunno if she's supposed to be a Kiwi in the movie but she sounded so... Ah-Lian.
Her voice intonations bordered on being irritating and the Singlish seemed to linger in her dialogues.
But I like the scenes where her character started dying. Maybe that's because I finally didn't get distracted by her voice, seeing that she no longer talked.

But at the end of the movie, I realised that I have a crush on the character, Alipati, the Samoan tattooist.
He's got this sweet features, (very) nice bod and was very charismatic. VERY.
And yes, that was a string of sweets around his neck.
But I do get some digs from watching this movie, seeing that I was a big fan of the tv show, Miami Ink.
Tattoo culture is interesting, provided one breaks out of the stigma of seeing it as a religious infringement and see it more as an artform.
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