How many English, Hindi, Telugu movies have you seen where the denouement takes place at a Railway Station with the heroine almost always choosing the 3rd class compartment without the opaque glass windows? Oh yes, the same heroine who can afford Manish Malhotra couture and who lives in a lavish, chandelier-cluttered place they call home?
And how they've tried to explain the magical abilities of the hero to get off the train - sometimes from the other side, sometimes by simply jumping off the train and running on the tracks with the heroine running towards him(in bridal wear no less)but most times by pulling the overused chain. In all the lifetimes of train journeys that my friends and family have experienced, there hasn't been a single chain-pulling incident. And they've all been in love at one point or another. If there was one when I was on a train, you would've known about it by now.
So far, only Shahrukh admits to paying a fine in KANK. The others go scotfree and are seen romancing in the rain(also a criminal offence in our country).
I've found fault with some aspect or the other of almost every film that I watch. This doesn't stop me from religiously catching atleast a movie a week, the latest from Hollywood, occasionally some of our indigenous Bollywood offerings and when bribed or threatened, the 'best' from our very own Tollywood. However, there are some pretty awesome films out there. Unfortunately, most of them don’t get released here or are taken off the screens before I can say "for a change, this..". I've conscientiously been following the trials and tribulations of our favourite pirates and superheroes while they fight for truth, justice and whichever actress who was deemed bankable enough to portray the role of the lead love interest, while catching some of the better films as they thankfully release on DVD.
I don't know if it's this movie madness that has influenced me or just the romanticism of the brick red walls and the newspaper stands. I've had the best conversations and read the best books on the train. It may be coincidental but beaches and morning walks don't do it for me as much as the blue plastic seats of a train. Ofcourse the cacophony at each station, passing fields and the beautiful sunrises enhance the experience for sure(happens everyday but seen from a moving train, the horizon is something else).
Happy Anniversary to Ras who's tolerated many bad movies and has come on unplanned expeditions and train journeys with me.
Love you for making each moment unforgettable.
Showing posts with label movie mania. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movie mania. Show all posts
Sunday, September 10
Friday, March 3
jaded and blah
Kav's board exams are going on. She had a million people wishing her luck and the arrogant fool that she is, she actually wrote a common "thanks y'all" post on her blog! :D
Sweetheart, you'll do well and trust me, all those people who think they'll beat you will fail in Geography and your Telugu paper(even though it won't be corrected by Ram Murthy), will be just as easy.
I don't remember working that hard. I don't remember anyone telling me, "you know last year the highest was 93.6% so you should get 94%" or "don't settle for the English prize. Only Maths and Science matter." All the snapshots I have now are related to playing cricket on the Primary field during the preparation holidays and doing Shares and Dividends in Math. I don't remember studying anything else. But I remember thinking that would be the last year I'd see him smile or watch him on the tennis court or listen to him explaining something to all his fans who thought he was God.
Two years later, he calls me and forgets to hang up.
I got my phone bill again today. I don't know why these Tata Indicom guys think they're so %&$^#*, listing every single STD call, with the number of hours and the exact time and the number of units(I didn't know they charged every 30 seconds) and the bloody amount for each call. So, my mom looked at these 5 pages which had the same number 50 times and asked me the same question for the 50th time. "So, who's number is this?" She knows. My dad knows. I know. Anyone who reads my blog or talks to me for more than 3 minutes knows. So, why the drama?
Pa, if you ever read this, smile and let it go. :)
I'm still waiting to see Taxi.no.9211 and Ghajini. Taxi got an amazing review from Masand. Watch his show on Friday nights(10:30 I think) on CNN-IBN. Will make time this weekend. I saw the Filmfare Awards last Sat. It was, as expected, a bloody farce. Black got all the tier 1 awards and Parineeta got the inconsequential ones. And as usual, there were the same crappily choreographed dance sequences with scantily clad actresses jumping around and making a mess of the whole thing. They also repeated the same commercial ads which ran about 53 minutes for every hour so now I know exactly how many chillis the girl who lost the bet on the SBI advert eats and how many kinds of white there really are. There's also the final season of Friends being aired on Star World. I know everyone must've already seen it and I know Ross and Rachel are back together 'cos she got off the plane(or whatever)! But it was so disappointing! It doesn't make you feel all mushy like the time when Monica asks Chandler to marry him or when Ross and Rachel kiss for the first time. It's really predictable. And they don't even kiss aesthetically. It's all kinda sloppy. Oh and American Idol is back for the 15th time and they haven't started doing the "and you will know who's made it, after a short break" thing yet. And Simon is his usual amazingly opinionated, obnoxious self. I don't know why I find that attractive!! :D The worst day to watch TV is Saturday. There usually isn't any good show. They air Bold and the Beautiful back to back so that's how painful it is and then there's a rerun of Rendezvous with Simi Garewal and she is such a "would you like some tea?" kinda woman that I want someone to choke her to death before next Friday. Then, Zee claims to get the latest movies and ends up showing films like 'Wah! Life ho tho Aisi'. I saw it from beginning to end and understood why the producers were in a hurry to sell their TV rights before people forget a movie by that name had actually released in theatres! Yeah, I have a lot of free time. But then if you've read all the crap I've written you do too.
So go finish that report you need to submit tomorrow and I'll do the same.
Sweetheart, you'll do well and trust me, all those people who think they'll beat you will fail in Geography and your Telugu paper(even though it won't be corrected by Ram Murthy), will be just as easy.
I don't remember working that hard. I don't remember anyone telling me, "you know last year the highest was 93.6% so you should get 94%" or "don't settle for the English prize. Only Maths and Science matter." All the snapshots I have now are related to playing cricket on the Primary field during the preparation holidays and doing Shares and Dividends in Math. I don't remember studying anything else. But I remember thinking that would be the last year I'd see him smile or watch him on the tennis court or listen to him explaining something to all his fans who thought he was God.
Two years later, he calls me and forgets to hang up.
I got my phone bill again today. I don't know why these Tata Indicom guys think they're so %&$^#*, listing every single STD call, with the number of hours and the exact time and the number of units(I didn't know they charged every 30 seconds) and the bloody amount for each call. So, my mom looked at these 5 pages which had the same number 50 times and asked me the same question for the 50th time. "So, who's number is this?" She knows. My dad knows. I know. Anyone who reads my blog or talks to me for more than 3 minutes knows. So, why the drama?
Pa, if you ever read this, smile and let it go. :)
I'm still waiting to see Taxi.no.9211 and Ghajini. Taxi got an amazing review from Masand. Watch his show on Friday nights(10:30 I think) on CNN-IBN. Will make time this weekend. I saw the Filmfare Awards last Sat. It was, as expected, a bloody farce. Black got all the tier 1 awards and Parineeta got the inconsequential ones. And as usual, there were the same crappily choreographed dance sequences with scantily clad actresses jumping around and making a mess of the whole thing. They also repeated the same commercial ads which ran about 53 minutes for every hour so now I know exactly how many chillis the girl who lost the bet on the SBI advert eats and how many kinds of white there really are. There's also the final season of Friends being aired on Star World. I know everyone must've already seen it and I know Ross and Rachel are back together 'cos she got off the plane(or whatever)! But it was so disappointing! It doesn't make you feel all mushy like the time when Monica asks Chandler to marry him or when Ross and Rachel kiss for the first time. It's really predictable. And they don't even kiss aesthetically. It's all kinda sloppy. Oh and American Idol is back for the 15th time and they haven't started doing the "and you will know who's made it, after a short break" thing yet. And Simon is his usual amazingly opinionated, obnoxious self. I don't know why I find that attractive!! :D The worst day to watch TV is Saturday. There usually isn't any good show. They air Bold and the Beautiful back to back so that's how painful it is and then there's a rerun of Rendezvous with Simi Garewal and she is such a "would you like some tea?" kinda woman that I want someone to choke her to death before next Friday. Then, Zee claims to get the latest movies and ends up showing films like 'Wah! Life ho tho Aisi'. I saw it from beginning to end and understood why the producers were in a hurry to sell their TV rights before people forget a movie by that name had actually released in theatres! Yeah, I have a lot of free time. But then if you've read all the crap I've written you do too.
So go finish that report you need to submit tomorrow and I'll do the same.
Monday, September 19
suddenly schmaltzy
I saw this spectacularly sappy movie called "Shall We Dance". The only reason I even saw it was because they had an Oprah special on it and you know, I trust Oprah! The only halfway decent line in the movie is... okay you need to know a little about it?!? Susan Sarandon thinks Richard Gere, her husband, is cheating on her. So she hires a detective to keep an eye on him. She meets the detective for dinner one day, nothing sexual, just to get a status report. They fight their own feelings for each other, just implied by Susan's rather heavy breathing around him or his nervous glances. But then she's always the good or the jilted or the dying wife. Remember Step Mom? Anyway, this story has an ending that is too happy even for the greatest optimist to handle. So somewhere after 70 tiresome minutes..
Susan Sarandon: All these promises that we make and then we break , why is it, do you think, that people get married?
Detective: Passion?
Susan Sarandon: No
Detective: What?
Susan Sarandon: Because we need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet. I mean, what does any one life really mean. But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything- the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things.... All of it. All the time. Everyday. You're saying, "Your life will not go unnoticed, because I will notice it." Your life will not go unwitnessed, because I will be your witness."
And suddenly, it all seems worth it. :)
Oh, the movie has Jennifer Lopez too.
And suddenly it doesn't. :(
Susan Sarandon: All these promises that we make and then we break , why is it, do you think, that people get married?
Detective: Passion?
Susan Sarandon: No
Detective: What?
Susan Sarandon: Because we need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet. I mean, what does any one life really mean. But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything- the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things.... All of it. All the time. Everyday. You're saying, "Your life will not go unnoticed, because I will notice it." Your life will not go unwitnessed, because I will be your witness."
And suddenly, it all seems worth it. :)
Oh, the movie has Jennifer Lopez too.
And suddenly it doesn't. :(
Roses are red
They just shouldn't have done this! They shouldn't have started airing Desperate Housewives on Friday night. I've stopped thinking of even daring to dream of making other plans, even by mistake! Man, I'm addicted to the damn show! I'll probably think twice if I had to miss it to go out for dinner on my sister's birthday. I'll definitely think twice if it was with my Jaan! I didn't watch the live telecast of the Emmy's but I sure as hell am glad, Felicity won! Yeah we're Friday friends which gives me the right to call her Feli if I want to. I just love it. I love the fake plastic flowers and the manicured lawns and the cute supposed-to-be-plumber-but-actually-a-detective guy, yes..Mike! You know what, I'm not exaggerating. The reality is, it's much better than all of that.
Anyway, before you imagine a television junkie, let me dazzle you with my brilliance.
Oh gotta sign off. Maybe you'll get lucky some other day! :P
Anyway, before you imagine a television junkie, let me dazzle you with my brilliance.
Oh gotta sign off. Maybe you'll get lucky some other day! :P
Sunday, September 11
Wednesday, July 6
Sarkar is India's answer to The Godfather.
There wasn't a single moment in the movie where I felt things were getting painful. After 39 hours without sleep, a 10.45 pm show with I-row seats seemed like an invitation to hell. But you know what, as things always turn out with me, it wasn't.
It doesn't glorify crime. Maybe there was a deliberate attempt to make the Sarkar resemble Bal Thackeray but here, Amitabh doesn't get to fire someone just because they've been too honest. Yeah Suresh Prabhu isn't really important enough for RGV to accomodate in his script. The background score is the usual Company, Satya rehash. I didn't know Kay Kay was even capable of acting. But then, I don't know a lot of things. I don't know why they had to have a break in the movie. The stupid Samsung Washing machine ad was such a distraction!
Thing is, I loved the movie. If you haven't already watched it, what the hell were you doing all these days?
There wasn't a single moment in the movie where I felt things were getting painful. After 39 hours without sleep, a 10.45 pm show with I-row seats seemed like an invitation to hell. But you know what, as things always turn out with me, it wasn't.
It doesn't glorify crime. Maybe there was a deliberate attempt to make the Sarkar resemble Bal Thackeray but here, Amitabh doesn't get to fire someone just because they've been too honest. Yeah Suresh Prabhu isn't really important enough for RGV to accomodate in his script. The background score is the usual Company, Satya rehash. I didn't know Kay Kay was even capable of acting. But then, I don't know a lot of things. I don't know why they had to have a break in the movie. The stupid Samsung Washing machine ad was such a distraction!
Thing is, I loved the movie. If you haven't already watched it, what the hell were you doing all these days?
Saturday, September 11
there's sumthin abt john...
today was a frenz b'day...
as usual i dint no wat to buy for her...i mean wat do u give a gal who has everything she wants except the 1 thing she needs?...it's really not as corny as it sounds...
n the worst part is...the need thing usually refers to a guy....n this time too the sad truth is...that it is a guy...wat is it with gals n their need to have sum1 who worships them 24/7...that jus shows a really sad self-image or sum kinda attention craving syndrome...but every1 craves attention i guess...but y fixate on the 1 guy who wont give it to u???
neway that had nuthin to do with her...she's an awesome gal who deserves the best..n she's with that guy of hers right now... :)n i had a LOT to do with the orchestrating of their rendezvous...hehe
neway v saw dhoom at prasads...my 2nd time...n i jus cant get enuf of john abraham...yea so he's not the oscar winning types...but his looks r way beyond hollywood too...he's jus got so much style n class...not the creepy so-called almost pompous holier-than-thou thing that simi garewal has goin on...but this is the real thing...he's jus so...*droooool* ;)
i was listenin to metallica today after ages...i know reload is one of their more popular albums...but i jus looooove low man's lyric...
My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
There's a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain
I fall cause I've let go
The net bellow has rot away
So my eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause lowman is due
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality
My fingers feel for faith
Touch clean with a dirty hand
I touch the clean to the waste
this isnt the whole song...but then it gets repetitive...its a great song...one of my fave metallica songs...n it brings back a lotta memories...
there's jus sumthin abt music...
i mean there r soooo many songs i can jus put a date on and an incident to. there r lotsa songs that r spl jus cos they were playin wen sumthin happened...
songs bring back beautiful, almost forgotten memories...u no that nostalgia...that feelin jus rushes thru u wen u go back there n kinda feel everythin all over again...the love u felt wen he jus looked at u the first time....the pain u feel wen a friend betrays u...the whole adrenalin rush of victory...the beauty of it is jus so sublime...it's great...
n right now...i'm jus high on love... :)
as usual i dint no wat to buy for her...i mean wat do u give a gal who has everything she wants except the 1 thing she needs?...it's really not as corny as it sounds...
n the worst part is...the need thing usually refers to a guy....n this time too the sad truth is...that it is a guy...wat is it with gals n their need to have sum1 who worships them 24/7...that jus shows a really sad self-image or sum kinda attention craving syndrome...but every1 craves attention i guess...but y fixate on the 1 guy who wont give it to u???
neway that had nuthin to do with her...she's an awesome gal who deserves the best..n she's with that guy of hers right now... :)n i had a LOT to do with the orchestrating of their rendezvous...hehe
neway v saw dhoom at prasads...my 2nd time...n i jus cant get enuf of john abraham...yea so he's not the oscar winning types...but his looks r way beyond hollywood too...he's jus got so much style n class...not the creepy so-called almost pompous holier-than-thou thing that simi garewal has goin on...but this is the real thing...he's jus so...*droooool* ;)
i was listenin to metallica today after ages...i know reload is one of their more popular albums...but i jus looooove low man's lyric...
My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
There's a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain
I fall cause I've let go
The net bellow has rot away
So my eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause lowman is due
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality
My fingers feel for faith
Touch clean with a dirty hand
I touch the clean to the waste
this isnt the whole song...but then it gets repetitive...its a great song...one of my fave metallica songs...n it brings back a lotta memories...
there's jus sumthin abt music...
i mean there r soooo many songs i can jus put a date on and an incident to. there r lotsa songs that r spl jus cos they were playin wen sumthin happened...
songs bring back beautiful, almost forgotten memories...u no that nostalgia...that feelin jus rushes thru u wen u go back there n kinda feel everythin all over again...the love u felt wen he jus looked at u the first time....the pain u feel wen a friend betrays u...the whole adrenalin rush of victory...the beauty of it is jus so sublime...it's great...
n right now...i'm jus high on love... :)
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