Well, at last. That second blog. Yellow there-my traditional hello,that is. After mulling over the title and not getting a proper one for so long,I finally had to start with a makeshift title(maybe) cos there was so much to let out of the system. And the excitement of giving all that negativity of the other blog a break and acting fun and normal in here. I hope to pull it off.
Just bear with my average language and the insecurities.
I also hope to raise a lot of issues-hope to-from everyday.And I love discussions,nice, healthy discussions..so reviews,comments heartily encouraged and invited.
So, I'd start with those 2 movies first off. Not much to discuss in this one I guess.
Dev-D first...the guy just drinks and sleeps throughout the movie. Literally, just drinks and falls asleep. Rich dad supplying rokda without a pause. Some foul language thrown in,direct seductive behavior and filthy dialogues for the female protagonists and 'new age' cinema is born. Honest to god,I didn't see a point in the movie.Well, there was..the drunken devdas sees a car crash just beside him while he is picking up coins from the road(his dad has expired by now and he is impoverished) and this is the twist and the new devdas-realises he could have been the victim and tells himself sudharja ab tho...goes to chandramukhi and accepts her as her love-happy ever after ending.Last 5 minutes. And for that,you have to sit through 2 hours of crass. No dialogues,all darkness..wonder what people are seeing in this movie to even think it's a different kind of or new age or whatever adjective they are able to come up with other than crass.
And then came the documentary Dilli-6. Seriously.Slumdog Millionaire? That is the difference-glaring at you.These two films. When you want to show the life style or ethos and culture of some place make a frigging story first. And let the location play only a passive part in that story. Here,he just makes a 3 hour documentary. Good lord! I am sure everyone is only giving this movie good ratings to avoid being called hypocrites for praising Slumdog Millionaire. Idiotic movie showing only the locales of some chandni chowk area of Delhi maybe..how the hell would I know that area or anyone outside of delhi. And why would they enjoy it. It was confusing for me...no story,no pace, just a plain documentary. Only Rahman's music rocks. El fantastico. Foot tapping, each one of them brief numbers.
I also saw the Bourne series the day before,and obviously loved each one of them. Got to hit the sack now. Duty tomorrow and it's past 1 am.
Btw,Pilot again!yea..after the pilot in the other blog.Kinda like the word pilot which they use for the inaugural episodes of series.
