Sunday, March 25, 2007

Weekend Double Dhamaka

These days cross-border cinema seems to be more of the norm than the exception. There was a point when such movies were meant to cater to the NRI audience. Nowadays, I think there are three categories of audiences who these movies cater to:

  • the NRI audience, ofcourse,
  • those who travel across these countries and hence might be able to relate to the concept, and
  • those who would like to travel the world without moving an inch (through the eyes of a fellow Indian ofcourse) – courtesy Nikolai Gogol

I spent a good part of this weekend watching two such movies – The Namesake and Namaste London. While I do not want to turn this into a full-fledged movie-review, I still felt compelled to put down a few lines.

The Namesake, as the name suggests and so do the credits, is said to be based on the book by the same name (uff.. too many names..) by Jhumpa Lahiri.

The book is quite brilliant. It convinced me that I cannot and will not let ANYONE spoil the life of my child by naming him something as atrocious as Gogol or Tapur or whatever. It did so by subtly and otherwise showing me the impact a bad name can have on a child’s growing up and affect his mental balance. I am certain that when my child grows up, I am going to give him a copy of this book to read, so that he can also realise the magnitude of the damage that might have been and recognise me as the person who saved him from such agony.

Anyways, back to the book.. I mean the movie. It’s quite an engrossing movie. I would like to say entertaining as well, but do not want to give the impression that it is flippant. Tabu and Irfan have acted tremendously (no surprise there!!) and so have the others including Kal Penn. I would recommend the movie to everyone, despite the sometimes unnecessary heavy dose of sexual intimacy (pardon my conservative, middle class Indian mindset please!!).

What I found disappointing was that the movie missed an opportunity to showcase an extremely novel idea – of how the utter mismatch between our traditions and simpleton-like thinking and the realities of a foreign land, as reflected in giving a child a dak-naam (“pet name”) like Gogol, with the notion that the good name can be given much later as well, when the child goes to school, can completely impact a person’s life and lead him to be a confused, angry, frustrated soul who doesn’t even want to befriend his parents since they gave him such a name.

Hence, what I also found disappointing is that the movie degenerates into yet another movie about an Indian family settling abroad. Mind you, the word degenerated has nothing to do with the quality of the movie on its own (which I have already mentioned is worth watching). It is more a feeling of betrayal that I feel becuase the Director moved away from the central theme of the book. Thus, you have a great movie with Tabu playing the lead role, where the concept of the book is reduced to some jokes in school and in parties.

Some other inconsistencies in the movie –

  • "The Telegraph", was launched in Calcutta on July 7, 1982 and hence could not have been around in the glimpse of the city in 1977
  • The spelling is "Delhi" and not "Dehli". But maybe this was a conscious thing by the Director.

Some of the high points of the movie -

  • Irfan using all his romanticism and persuation to get Tabu to come out of the bathroom, after she has managed to shrink his clothes in the washing machine
  • Tabu driving a car in New York at 20 mph (or thereabouts) and being scared of causing an accident if she drove faster,
  • The Bengali servant in the Calcutta household running after Gogol through the streets of Calcutta, having been told by Gogol's granny to keep an 'eye on him'.

The other big highlight of this movie, for all of us with some Bong-land connection, is to listen to the bangla bhasha and crack jokes and repartees in Bengali. Really made me nostalgic.

In summary, The Namesake is a very well made movie and worth a watch. But watch it as a movie in its own right as the central idea of the movie is quite different from the central idea of the book.

Moving on to Namaste London (Sunday morning show.. cheap tickets!!). A typical masala movie with a fair bit of tradition, modernism and a painful Himesh Reshammiya. That guy is just the same in every movie that he is a part of - same type of music, same high-pitched singing, and no role for other playback singer since he sings all the songs himself. Only saving grace in this movie was the fact that he did not make a physical appearance!!

Anyways, the movie itself is fast paced and entertaining. Akshay Kumar has clearly matured as an actor and has done some very good films in recent times. This is one more in that list. he pulls off the role of a jatt punjabi with great elan. Katrina Kaif is very very very good looking and quite hot too. Rishi Kapoor has done a good job as a confused Punjabi father of a British girl who is fuming at his daughter one minute and falling at her feet the next.

The basic plot has significant influences from movies like Purab aur Paschim (the speech on India) and Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam (the righteous, moving husband who would rather see his wife happy with another man than sad with himself and is willing to walk her down the aisle to marry her love and then promptly walk away with tears in his eyes, Ajay Devgan style) and Dil Hai Ke Maanta Nahi (bhaag beti bhaag) and some others.

Some of the humour in the movie is quite corny, often silly and a bit overdone.

If one is looking for newness, the movie doesn't have any of it really. Yet, the old masala has been blended together well and the movie does not bore you at any point of time. And if that still doesn't appeal to you, then you can go for Katrina Kaif. She looks very very gorgeous!!.

So much for the Weekend Double Dhamaka. Cheerio..


Disclaimer: For those who are wondering about by use of the male pronoun for my child, that’s just because the character in the book and the movie was a boy. I do not know the sex of my child and all that I have said above would be equally valid if my child were to be a girl.

Friday, March 23, 2007

Freedom.. by John Sircar





There was a small cage with enough space for only two birds. We will name the birds Joy and Sorrow. Sorrow loved to fly. He would open his wings and ride the thermals to reach a lone peak. From there he would look upon the vales below and ponder upon his loneliness.Joy had met with an accident. She couldn’t fly without apprehension. She was too scared. In that small cage she would wait all day while Sorrow would roam around the world. Then one fine day, Sorrow decided to build a nest in the cage. Building a nest in the mountains would have been too risky for Joy. Then slowly Sorrow taught Joy the art of flying, waiting in his cage while she flew around with confidence. Joy made new friends, met old ones and loved the wild world so much that one day she forgot to return home. Sorrow became worried. Spreading his mighty wings he searched far and wide for his companion.


The morning was dizzy and the sun’s rays woke up a groggy Sorrow. He had fallen asleep on a lonely outcrop of a cliff. Tired he returned home to find Joy with her friends, frolicking outside their cage. Folding his wings carefully, he tiptoed towards them and snatched a bit of their conversation. Joy was complaining about him, of how small his cage was and that she was tired of spending her days in the damn contraption. She was complaining about Sorrow’s mood swings and how she had to compromise on a lot of things to keep him happy.Noiselessly Sorrow felt something break inside him. He turned around and spread his wings again. The flapping sound subsided as Sorrow flew out of sight carrying with him the remains of a broken heart.


The night was stormy and thunder rattled the thin rods of the cage. With his head buried in his fluffy chest Sorrow slept. The sound of the rain outside startled his dreams and he woke up with a start. The cage was locked from inside. Joy had moved to the free mountains with a friend of hers.


Suddenly, Sorrow heard the sound of wings through the rain. He watched with love soaked eyes as his friend alighted in front of the cage. Joy tried to open the cage. Realizing it locked from inside she urged him to unlock it. Sorrow turned away as tears welled up in his eyes. He had thrown away the key. He had given Joy the thing that she needed most-Freedom.


At the same time a question cropped up in my mind. Will Joy ever be free?


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PS: This piece was written by John Sarkar, a junior of mine from St. Joseph's College. If you liked it, you can go to http://mindraga.blogspot.com/ and read more of his works!! Worth the visit is my recommendation!!

Yo..tube..

Today I discovered the power of Youtube!!!

It all started with a hamrless click on the YouTube link to a Hrithik Roshan ad.. or was it an Abhishek Bachchan ad.. for a new Motorola mobile and headphones.. Before i realised i was looking at clips from KANK (which i promptly discarded) and going on to Dhoom 2.

I would have not been so impressed even if it had ended with Dhoom 2 clips. As i searched for something more interesting than D2, i chanced upon clips from DCH.. Yes "Dil Chahta Hai".. one of my all-time favorite movies as i am sure it is of many others. Rarely does a movie capture the spirit of the youth and blend it so seamlessly and naturally with the complexities of growing up. Rarely does a movie reflect the aspiration of a group of friends.. of continuing to be such good friends, what else.. in a manner so natural that you do not feel you are watching a movie.

Anyways, coming back to my YouTube story. From the clips of DCH, i quickly discovered a link to the entire movie split in 10 equal, continuous clips. And the next thing i knew, i was watching the movie. Sitting in office, in the middle of the day, in the middle of an important deal note (that i am to write).

And the next 2 hours passed by in a jiffy ('cos i decided to not watch 1-2 clips which had some of the unpleasant scenes such as the fight between Aamir and Akshay or when Akshay's mom and Dimple find out about Akshay's love for Dimple). And not just me, even Mahesh, my colleague came by to chat and stayed on for a reasonably long period of time!!!

Came home, once the movie finished and didn't dare mention it to Surabhi when she asked me what I did during the day. Anyways she thinks I do no work in office and hence have to work every day late into the night (little does she know that she is reasonably on the mark ;)

The cat got out of the bag when she was berating me for something and saying - "tum nahi sudhar sakte na!!"

Pat came my reply - "Perfection ko improve karna thoda mushkil hai!!!"

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

More on toilets

I wonder what gave this friend of mine the idea that I might be besotted with toilets that he sent me this link -

http://cybour.50webs.com/Resources_toilet.html

Enjoy