I caught the White Hachiko (in comparison to White Akira) movie in HBO last weekend, something which I promised myself I wouldn’t watch.
I got through it using heavy snarking.
I caught the White Hachiko (in comparison to White Akira) movie in HBO last weekend, something which I promised myself I wouldn’t watch.
I got through it using heavy snarking.
If Hachiko were a dog in the Philippines, he would be rejoining his master sooner than expected. He’ll end up as pulutan for local drunks
Aw c’mon L, the American version wasn’t that bad. The message of the story still rang clear and true.
The pepper spray would make a nice marinade.
Mary: If the American version was decent, then how come my eyes were sweating during the last thirty minutes?
Hmph. My akita isn’t quite as courteous as Hachiko. He only meets me at the door when i bring food home. :-/
Maybe you aren’t massaging your dog every night, like what Richard Gere does. Little does Hachiko know that Gere plans to to serve Wagyu dog meat soon.
Congratulations on surviving Hachiko with your Mancard intact L