Monday, March 28, 2011

If World is unfair

What are we working for?
If in a larger scale of things, few things go here and there it is ok.
But..  if you know the results arent going to be based on your efforts on large scale, would you bother working for it?

This is ofcourse goes by individual experience. When life by and large goes by fine and others complain of unfairness it rarely strikes a chord. There is even a sense of disbelief.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Dhobi Ghat

A good hour after watching Dhobi Ghat I wanted to get back to those characters . It could well be the effect of catching it on big-screen alone on a weekday evening  but I suspect Kiran rao's deftness with her craft to be the culprit. Aamir and Yasmin were the ones that stayed on. Strange reaction to a film I  hadnt expected to enjoy.

Before watching the movie, I had my doubts. One, Over the pace. The editing and the music take scare of  that  without a moment of slack. The written material is interesting too. Music which is by an Argentinian(? not sure on this one) sounds very Indian in terms of instruments as well as the tune. It plays a good role.

The other problem I had and still have is this tribute to a city business. From the one on Paris - Paris, Je T'aime to Newyork, I love you, I dont get the city part. I like some of the stories as a perspective on people, their emotions and that is true for Dhobi Ghat as well but connecting it to the city  - a complete #fail for me.It puts me off - this overt Romanticism.* Only two movies where city really played part for me was Khosla ka Ghosla and oye lucky lucky oye or Kadhal*.

Fortunately or unfortunately for me, I saw the stories as just that and didnt try to connect it to Mumbai straight away.

Yasmin, the outsider endears you. Not as a outsider but with her naivety. If that naivety is symbolic of all the small town people who land up in Mumbai  - that would be wrong on so many levels I wouldnt even know where to start.

But what a beautiful portrayal by whoever the girl is.  The  hurry burry that she makes fun of , I saw it as people being efficient. I didnt stand by and observe the morning ritual nor was I too enthralled by the city like she was but when you live in a city for a month, you do notice a few things. And every single time I saw the queue in front of the bus or the blinkers for lane change and actual lanes for cars, efficient was the word that came to my mind about this city.

I was surprised that instead of being put off  by her innocence(I have my own issues with these kind of people), I found her endearing.  We are voyeurs too. Not the dangerous kind but with a non-intrusive affection for our subject. Just as the mind wondered about the kind of life that would require to sustain the innocence, the blow comes. Life.

Prateik who plays the Dhobi fits like a glove. Seriously, is acting a genetic trait? How does a Bandra boy play a dhobi from the other spectrum of the city this well?

Of course performance is uniformly good. You can clearly see the film follows the art film grammar. It is interestingly done to enthrall my not so art filmy heart. Four-five scenes stand out.

In one of the first few scenes in the movie, the Newyork city girl's hands glides down a photo in a book, another pair of hands joins albeit after a moment of hesitation and that is all that is shown to indicate what happens between them - Sheer beauty.

I suppose there is lot more to the movie if  we want to interpret. The neighbor old day who constantly stares - representing the city's indifferent neighbour? The city itself through the eyes of new entrant whose innocence it destroys(too typical, no?). I am not sure of these, may be it is too literal. But I dont want to go there either.

To me, these sort of movies work because they are celebration of us. People, our emotions on a graded color scale. I like.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Politics is a black comedy

In tamilnadu or India atleast.
It is pretty funny except you cant laugh too hard when you think about what it actually means for you and your country.

Cho met Rajini last week which triggered of a rumour about Rajini's inclination towards AIDMK this election.
Stalin met Rajini this week before starting his campaign. I dont want to be Rajini ever.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Walking is the national sport, perhaps?

Come evening, a little later during summer, you will scores of people walking. Mostly Indians, Especially the coupled ones. without children ones. May be the collective walk of all the Desis from sunnyvale put together on one person can lead all the way upto mt.everest, London Boston atleast to Las Vegas.

They mostly walk. they dont run. Non Indians jog and they never walk unless they have a dog or are really old. All the way wrinkled up old one walk.

But we Indians(and this includes me - during the on phase of my on/off healthy life style mode) walk. I wonder if they are doing it for weight loss as thats what it looks like - and I want to shake my head on how futile if that is the case.

It almost seems to be a religion for us. From the small stretch of park opposite to Ashok pillar in chennai  to the parks of mumbai..
Walk... walk walk..

Thursday, March 10, 2011

~(Daughter, wife, Mother)

Every single time I read the "daughter, wife, mother" in the profile description it gets on my nerves. My issue isnt  that men rarely put "son, husband, father" ala a feminist rant. 

This has to go to do with none of the words really distinguishing a person in anyway - should I put "Couch sitter, driver, everyday bathe'r', eats 3 meals a day, works for a living"? 

Not to say each of the individual role doesnt require work but you are born to some one, you got to be their daughter right? & so is the rest of female population. Yet that is how quite a few women describe themselves!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

And I am back baby doll

I havent really been away but I so wanted to put the video clip from my favorite episode of my current favorite TV show. To top it, the actor is also my current favorite - is that enough favorites?

Ps1: Work is sucking me in and after 10 days of wanting to write a post , I finally got to write one today. What I want to say is, Pity me. 

Pps: Neil Patrick Haris seems to be the most popular one on the show and some one wrote a comment on youtube about how awesome it would be if Barney and Todd(from scrubs) hi-fi! - Serious awesomeness!!

Ppps: At the risk of the  post being re-titled ps, one more Ppps.  Every single time I read about Priscilla Chen(Mark Zuckerberg's girl friend), I cant stop recalling the Jew boy chinese girl dialogue from the movie "social network". (wasnt it  racist to pass off?)

And I am back baby doll:)