<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318</id><updated>2024-09-04T21:02:21.333-07:00</updated><category term="movies"/><category term="german"/><category term="gore"/><category term="magical realism"/><category term="mexico"/><category term="oscar"/><category term="sadistic"/><category term="300"/><category term="Tchaikovsky"/><category term="WWII"/><category term="africa"/><category term="akshya kumar"/><category term="alexande kerner"/><category term="alien"/><category term="allende"/><category term="amazon"/><category term="apocalypto"/><category term="avatar movie review"/><category term="aztec"/><category term="babel"/><category term="ben okri"/><category term="berlin wall"/><category term="blog"/><category term="blue movie review"/><category term="bond"/><category term="city of the beasts"/><category term="communism"/><category term="daniken"/><category term="das boot"/><category term="egypt"/><category term="emptiness"/><category term="famished road"/><category term="forest whitaker"/><category term="frank miller"/><category term="gibran"/><category term="gibson"/><category term="good bye lenin"/><category term="greek"/><category term="gwyneth paltrow"/><category term="hangover"/><category term="idi amin"/><category term="inarritu"/><category term="indiana jones"/><category term="iron man"/><category term="kurosawa"/><category term="lara dutta"/><category term="last king of scotland"/><category term="leonidas"/><category term="marvel"/><category term="maya"/><category term="mononoke"/><category term="mysticism"/><category term="orhan pamuk"/><category term="persian"/><category term="rain"/><category term="rain forest"/><category term="robert downey"/><category term="santaolalla"/><category term="satan"/><category term="shigeo shingo"/><category term="tantalaus"/><category term="terrorism"/><category term="the thing"/><category term="thermopylae"/><category term="tinitin"/><category term="titanic"/><category term="top 10"/><category term="trilogy of death"/><category term="u boat"/><category term="uganda"/><category term="umberto eco"/><category term="wolfgang petersen"/><title type='text'>somnific soliloquy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-373670560336788468</id><published>2015-08-01T01:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2015-08-01T01:08:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masaan: Some Scattered Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I used to be a regular reader of PFC, the now defunct digital
Mecca for budding Indian cinephiles. I am not very sure about what it morphed
into and how it ended but for a few years in between, I checked it more often
than Gmail and Facebook (well it was Orkut!). For the first time in my life I
had seen so many like minded people in one (virtual) place. Neeraj Ghaywan used
to be one of the contributors in PFC (And so was Varun Grover). His posts used to be long, detailed and
insightful. The one I remember clearly was the one on Kusturica&#39;s Underground.
I had already seen Dolly Bell by then but yet I had not seriously explored the Serbian.
After that post I watched everything by the Serbian within a few days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;So, although I do
not personally know Ghaywan but I always thought he should make a film someday.
That film has indeed been made now and I have finally managed to watch it too.
I was also glad to see the near houseful theater in Delhi on a Thursday afternoon. I was actually wondering if it will ever get a normal release.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Coming to Masaan, unlike its funerary name, lightens up the mood of any film
lover, not through its content but through its craft. As everyone must be
knowing by now, it tells nearly disconnected stories of two sets of people. On
one hand we have a victim of moral policing and her father. On
the other hand we have a young couple from polar opposite social as well as
economic strata. At the start, it proceeds like a dream for those who loved
Slumdog. Every unfortunate (but genuine) Indian stereotype is covered in the
first 15 mins or so, from horny youth getting punished for doing the obvious to
people stuck in unpleasant occupations defined by their bloodlines, from orphaned child
laborers to corrupt cops and at a broader level, from squalid towns to polluted
rivers. There is hope too, in the form of youth planning to break away from the life handed to them by the society.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;However, as the film proceeds, we see the larger point, the continuous
flow of life just like that of the river on the banks of which it unfolds. It
feels no need to sermonize or criticize anyone including the vilest. But this objectivity is expected from a film such as this. What is more important is that it is not even interested in any kind
of resolution or even closure. In fact the characters have mostly been denied
any satisfactory closure and the little bit of coincidence towards the end,
although a bit forced, delighted me due to a faint glimmer of hope for a couple
of characters, just like the ending of Talk to Her did. The fact that I
felt so for those characters, is a testament of the films effectiveness as far as I
am concerned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Masaan is another addition to growing the list of &quot;small town&quot; films that
are thankfully replacing Bombay (and New York and Paris) nowadays. Interestingly, I think a lot of such films are actually based non-Lutyen&#39;s Delhi. This tells something
about Delhi. Unlike Mumbai, it has still retained that hinterland feel apart
from certain upmarket localities. That is why Aankhon Dekhi worked the same way
as Masaan while Dhobi Ghat always felt a bit alien to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px;&quot;&gt;While the writing takes care of minute, slice of life details of small town existence, perfect casting and non-exploitative cinematography keeps the film running smoothly. While all the leads were excellent, I was delighted by many small cameos such as that of Pankaj Tripathi. Use of poetry lifts up certain dramatic moments but I felt the songs were not as stirring as they should have been, considering Indian Oceans past works. Anyways, Masaan made me resurrect this long deceased blog and write about films after ages. Let&#39;s see which other film makes me do so again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/373670560336788468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/373670560336788468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/373670560336788468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2015/08/masaan-some-scattered-thoughts.html' title='Masaan: Some Scattered Thoughts'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-7498953043000790927</id><published>2011-05-16T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2015-07-31T10:17:32.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new site</title><content type='html'>In case anyone stumbles on this page. Let me inform you that I have started a new website with my own domain. Do visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.travellingslacker.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/7498953043000790927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7498953043000790927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7498953043000790927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2011/05/a-new-site.html' title='A new site'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-2064535211486886476</id><published>2009-12-20T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:26:44.469-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="avatar movie review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mononoke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><title type='text'>Avatar: Cameron Reincarnated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNYPB7bFlqrdgrVxAeRFGSHxx6FCzqQZRmbEc8mOafF2vH_TcAs0-mN0zshmxosH1YkdIvy4XogoVLdQW1zX_lRfKhXf3iJb_KOYX0nUm_SIqJZuoDLVDCKjbX4EwZTGlXIWhF/s1600-h/1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNYPB7bFlqrdgrVxAeRFGSHxx6FCzqQZRmbEc8mOafF2vH_TcAs0-mN0zshmxosH1YkdIvy4XogoVLdQW1zX_lRfKhXf3iJb_KOYX0nUm_SIqJZuoDLVDCKjbX4EwZTGlXIWhF/s400/1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417237565180609314&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we watch films? To get entertained? To get educated? To ogle at the things we can’t catch otherwise (I don’t mean anything vulgar here)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes there are many reasons for watching films and when we bash a film this is because they fail to satisfy any of those criteria. Some people would argue that entertaining movies are mindlessly targeted and criticized at times by some people just because they do not offer any cerebral fodder. But I would like to point out that this is a very misplaced notion. People like me who are too nitpicky, actually abuse mindless entertainers when they fail to entertain and not when they actually entertain. Avatar is an excellent case study in this context. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the film, I believe no one needs to be told what it is and in fact I’m sure no one even wants to read the plot once again. Just to reiterate, the plot is nothing new. A mélange of man Vs alien conflict, a thinly veiled environmental message (which also serendipitously coincides with hope-(less)-enhagen disaster), a semi dystopian futuristic tale and a star crossed love story, the plot never comes as a surprise, nor does the climax. Even the climactic battle might offer a seen before feeling although it is bigger and better than any of its predecessors excluding LOTR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, unsurprisingly again, the biggest asset of the film is its visual effects. This is the mother of all CGI vehicles and the makers have left no stone unturned to deliver a unique visual experience that can make even most cynical of the jaws drop. Cameron creates a brave new world here which is supposed to be alien but seems extremely relatable in reality. With all those dense forests full of exotic animals and humanoid aliens who have also learned to speak English, we can see that the spacecrafts are merely the new age allusions to the legendary &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mayflower&quot;&gt;Mayflower&lt;/a&gt;s or &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Mar%C3%ADa_%28ship%29&quot;&gt;Santa María&lt;/a&gt;s. But this realization never dilutes the impact of the visuals. Especially astounding are the shots of the Pandora skyline where multiple planets and moons loom large over the horizon, the meticulously created luminescent forest with fluorescent flora &amp; fauna and also the alien versions of dinosaurs and pterodactyls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film boasts of a very competent cast with Sam Worthington, Zoë Saldaña, Sigourney Weaver, Stephen Lang and Michelle Rodriguez. But I am actually concerned about attributing the performance to those actors. Because as we know, large parts of the shots are CGI generated and hence I do not even know if those expressions were real or animated! Probably the makers can take that as a compliment! The background score is also being praised by many people, but I thought the visuals overpowered it &amp; I never really noticed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, influences are more than visible in the plotline. Dances with the wolves (Native Vs White Americans), Pathfinder (Vikings Vs Americans), Pocahontas, Fern Gully (I haven’t seen the last two) etc have been quoted as the predecessors of the film in terms of the theme. But I found a more than striking resemblance of the film to Hayao Miyazaki’s masterpiece &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119698/&quot;&gt;Mononoke-hime (1997)&lt;/a&gt;, visually as well as thematically. The entire talk of forests spirits, mythical creatures and men Vs nature conflict kept me reminded of that film which might not be as well known as its Hollywood counterparts. I actually wrote a &lt;a href=&quot;http://jitaditya.instablogs.com/entry/mononoke-hime-hauntingly-beautiful-and-beautifully-haunting&quot;&gt;piece&lt;/a&gt; about it sometime ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just to wind up, it is a technically immaculate film and I am not even qualified to comment on Cameron’s directorial capabilities. It does qualify as a film that is supposed to entertain and does so very successfully despite being predictable. Also, let me clarify that  I added the word “reincarnated” in the tile not because Cameron is making a film after 12 years but because he gets back to his roots after more that one and a half decade. I was never a fan of Titanic except for the painting scene. In Avatar, he underplays the romance and gives us more of the action and adventure. So, watch it if that is what you are looking for and don’t go there expecting another Titanic.</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/2064535211486886476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/2064535211486886476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/2064535211486886476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-cameron-reincarnated.html' title='Avatar: Cameron Reincarnated?'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNYPB7bFlqrdgrVxAeRFGSHxx6FCzqQZRmbEc8mOafF2vH_TcAs0-mN0zshmxosH1YkdIvy4XogoVLdQW1zX_lRfKhXf3iJb_KOYX0nUm_SIqJZuoDLVDCKjbX4EwZTGlXIWhF/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-610562078426094193</id><published>2009-10-18T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T06:29:05.324-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="akshya kumar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blue movie review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lara dutta"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><title type='text'>Feeling Blue: A non review...</title><content type='html'>Finally skepticism gave in to curiosity &amp; I saw it 2day...&amp; yes the history was repeated again. I felt exactly the same way I felt after watching Dhoom 2 &amp; Tasveer. Moreover, the climax has an eerie resemblance to the climax of Tasveer 8X10...both are set on a boat (or yacht whatever it is)...&amp; both offer mind-boggling &quot;revelations&quot;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything else apart, I have one question. Why do all Bollywood action films take so much time to get to the point? It was promoted as a nonstop action adventure joyride, but in fact in the entire 1st half there is no action at all. All you get to see is 3 or 4 songs, some senti about friendship &amp; brotherly love, bikinis (the only good thing about it, especially for male chauvinists) &amp; a bike race which is definitely ripped off from torque, F&amp;F, 2F2F &amp; ilk... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The makers need not do anything path-breaking, but they should show at least what they promise. Bond films work because they don&#39;t even give time to think how silly they are. How disappointing it is to see AK not getting to kick anyone in an action movie?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some logical inferences I derived from the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a ship coming to India from England gets shipwrecked, it ends up near the Bahamas across the Atlantic... &lt;br /&gt;2. When someone breaks into your house with deadly weapons, the first thing you do is to grab your sunglasses (somehow it reminded me of that scene from Scary Movie when Carmen Electra grabs the banana while running away from the killer)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sharks are normally very non violent in nature and friendly to homo sapience. In fact you can simply grab them and show them where they belong to. &lt;br /&gt;4. It takes merely a few hours to prepare, reach, spot and bring back a treasure hidden at the bottom of the Atlantic that no one else could find in last 60 years... &lt;br /&gt;5. Everybody understands Hindi in the Bahamas...That is why Lara sends SOS in Hindi...&lt;br /&gt;6. It is a modern day interpretation of Ramayana, as explained by Rahul Dev so eloquently just before the climax. (Take that Mr. Maniratnam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably there are more symbolism and references that I&#39;ve missed out. But let me stop here for the time being.</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/610562078426094193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/610562078426094193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/610562078426094193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-blue-non-review.html' title='Feeling Blue: A non review...'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-1040699035117248376</id><published>2009-08-02T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:39:50.627-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="communism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="terrorism"/><title type='text'>Der Baader Meinhof Komplex: The Film, the Ideology and the Fallacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYQem4JqOLx9a9jA4tRYvXuiwa7RpaxiXrq78Q6LZJTBmeD2hC0L5uKZHIH7q2uvFxAmhNTDTWNgQ2_Hn6EjL7LqxGrJsq5GPEyx1kG-8Jxtx47xVaZkF2uk4OcyhHg6SenDE/s1600-h/baader_meinhof_final325.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYQem4JqOLx9a9jA4tRYvXuiwa7RpaxiXrq78Q6LZJTBmeD2hC0L5uKZHIH7q2uvFxAmhNTDTWNgQ2_Hn6EjL7LqxGrJsq5GPEyx1kG-8Jxtx47xVaZkF2uk4OcyhHg6SenDE/s200/baader_meinhof_final325.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365468348517048370&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German Cinema never ceases to fascinate me. It is not merely style or the substance, but the sheer honesty with which they portray the darker shades of their past, that mesmerizes me. With Der Baader Meinhof Komplex, they take on another gory period of their recent history and turn that into an absorbing cinema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I am not exactly reviewing this film. For those who have never heard of this one before, it is about the heydays of Red Army Faction (RAF), a violent leftist terrorist group in Germany that existed during the late 60’s &amp; 70’s. As I found out later on (through wiki obviously), most of the incidents including assassinations, encounters and hijacks depicted in the film are honestly portrayed without much fictionalization. I also noticed that most actors have striking resemblance with the characters they were playing. Such authenticity make the proceedings much more engrossing and chilling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other regular European fiesta, this one also comes with a generous serving of casual and nonchalant nudity (which I have always enjoyed being a victim of conservative Indian society). Nevertheless, that is not the point I am trying to make. Through the entire course of the film I just could not help relating those German anarchists to Indian Naxalites, regional terrorists and ilk. It is simply not the ideology that is similar. Right from the reckless vandalism to the ultimate tragic culmination, everything seemed so familiar and of course so futile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAF gained ground protesting the US involvement in Vietnam, Palestine &amp; other such issues. Despite their seemingly generous intentions, those unruly youngsters embarked on a path of mass arson, bomb blasts, kidnappings and ambushes. They also enjoyed a degree of mass support initially which withered away even faster than their ammunition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such radical groups world over have an identical life-cycle: A bunch of hot blooded youngsters with larger than life ideologies and nearly zero (or probably negative) common sense firing at imaginary enemies and finally hurting their own people! &lt;br /&gt;The RAF was wiped out and the members met with tragic ends. It might be in poor taste to say this, but that was in fact very fortunate for Europe. If we look at all the indigenous groups operating in India, they have had a similar beginning and metamorphosis. But they did not die their natural death, probably because of sheer demographic as well as economic diversity of the nation that kept fueling separatist as well as communist ambitions or probably because of sheer spinelessness of the state machinery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that those guys never had a point. But if we look at them now, it is evident that they have lost that sole point to justify themselves. This is what happens when ideology becomes livelihood and revolution becomes your 9 to 5 job that you can’t resign from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the film, it doesn’t make any judgments. It just shows the history as it is. But still the message comes out loud and clear. The futility of misplaced idealism has been portrayed with honest brutality. Director Uli Edel, whose Hollywood misadventure Body of Evidence was one of the worst movies I ever saw, does deserve credit for this one.</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/1040699035117248376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/1040699035117248376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/1040699035117248376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2009/08/der-baader-meinhof-komplex-film.html' title='Der Baader Meinhof Komplex: The Film, the Ideology and the Fallacy'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYQem4JqOLx9a9jA4tRYvXuiwa7RpaxiXrq78Q6LZJTBmeD2hC0L5uKZHIH7q2uvFxAmhNTDTWNgQ2_Hn6EjL7LqxGrJsq5GPEyx1kG-8Jxtx47xVaZkF2uk4OcyhHg6SenDE/s72-c/baader_meinhof_final325.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-7832833610914268058</id><published>2009-07-07T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:03:00.952-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hangover"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><title type='text'>The Hangover: Why did I like it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2009/6/8/1244479102699/The-Hangover-001.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;&quot; src=&quot;http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2009/6/8/1244479102699/The-Hangover-001.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I’m not writing a review. Enough reviews are available if you really care about them. I’m just trying to analyze my own psyche here. I just saw The Hangover and I liked it. I’m not sure why exactly I liked it. It is probably because of the gay (not in “that” sense) abandon with which they indulged in their sinful escapades. In fact it is every man’s (dunno about women, I’m still clueless about them) fantasy to get intoxicated and do things they can’t when they are in their senses. These are the classical “stop making sense” moments. The sheer bizarreness of the plot elements satisfies the perennial male fantasies to the fullest. Getting away from preachy kin, long drive to a place like Las Vegas, losing all the senses, marrying a stripper…the list goes on.                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must clarify here that it is not exactly a stoner flick. That is not the point. It is not another Up in Smoke or Pineapple Express (Yes I liked them). Nor is it about self destructive losers like Leaving Las Vegas (I liked that one too). In fact it reminds me of the films like The Sideways &amp; to some extent Thelma &amp; Louise. It’s about reclaiming life even if for a few hours. Most of such films have characters suffering from mid life crisis who finally break free. But The Hangover is about younger people. That is exactly why I can relate to them. I’m yet to arrive at mid life. But I do have a crisis. What have I done so far? Was it worth it? Finally, what’s the fucking point? Every thing I have been taught and I have done so far seems questionable. It is probably the mid youth crisis! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts, I also liked it because I simply like such low budget indie flicks with excellent scripts. That is why I liked Li’l Miss Sunshine. No megastars, no stunts, no CGI…. just pure intelligent filmmaking. Whatever it is, after a very long time I didn’t regret paying for the ticket after watching a film. In case you stumbled upon this page searching for a review, it is definitely recommended!</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/7832833610914268058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7832833610914268058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7832833610914268058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hangover-why-did-i-like-it.html' title='The Hangover: Why did I like it?'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-3563215493119318138</id><published>2009-02-17T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:42:46.534-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oscar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="top 10"/><title type='text'>My Top 10 films of 2008</title><content type='html'>The Oscars are here…on the other hand I have not posted anything in my blog for more than three months. So to mark both the occasions I have decided to put my own list of top 10 films from the last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me declare a few things before I start. &lt;br /&gt;• I have not seen all the movies released last year. So don’t feel offended if I have missed something that you have loved&lt;br /&gt;• I am considering Hollywood and a few foreign movies I have seen. For practical reasons there is no Bollywood in this list&lt;br /&gt;• No there is no Slumdog either. It’s not only about the poverty porn, it is difficult to accept a film with so many logical loopholes and factual errors &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let’s start…10 films I liked the most…not necessarily in any order of preference…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Låt den rätte komma in (Let the right one in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought vampires are passé and they can only suck filmgoers and critics’ blood then watch this Swedish neo gothic(if may say so) surprise hit. You will realize what a new bottle and a new bartender can do to old wine. A tale of friendship between a lonely boy and a girl who turns out to be a vampire, it’s not your average action/horror stuff. I don’t want to spill the beans…just watch it whenever you get a chance. The Academy might have overlooked it, you should not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Vals Im Bashir (Waltz with Bashir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gutt wrenching, spine chilling and atmospheric, this Israeli film might interest you simply because it falls into the rare genre of animated semi documentary.  But that is not the only thing about it. A brilliant piece of filmmaking and story telling, this film redefines the world of animation. Some people are alleging that it downplays Israeli atrocities during Lebanon war and tries to put the blame only on the other side. But I would like to believe that this is an anti-war film which is more about the trauma the soldiers have to go through in any war and it hardly takes any sides. &lt;br /&gt;Coming to technicalities, it is traditional 2D animation and don’t expect the finesse of Pixar, Miyazaki or even Dreamworks. In some close up shots the movements are not perfect, but the landscapes are amazingly done. The opening sequence is one of the best in recent times in any genre. A strong Oscar contender in the Best Foreign Language Film category, it has already pocketed the Golden Globes and I wonder why it was not nominated for best animation as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Che Part-I: The Argentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a commie. But one need not be a commie to admire Che Guevara. Those who have already seen Motorcycle Diaries would definitely understand that. I think this one was ignored in the US just because it talks about the posterboy of that “untouchable” ideology. This is an epic movie in all respects that traces the rise of Che from his student days to his triumph in Cuba not necessarily in that order. Soderbergh takes the story back and forth in time and also intersperses the proceedings with Che’s speech in the UN. Benicio Del Toro triumphed at Cannes for his portrayal but was ignored otherwise. This film certainly deserved much more. (For the uninitiated, Che part II deals with the remaining phase of his life &amp; I have not seen it so far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Gran Torino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it because Clint Eastwood even at this age makes world class films with remarkable consistency and if that is not enough, he can still point a gun at you, utter dialogues like “I&#39;ll blow a hole in your face then go inside and sleep like a baby.” and make you shiver. It tells an interesting story that is relevant to present day American society and probably to any other cosmopolitan society as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to explain! And I think most of the people have seen it already. It is a rare example of quality film that is also a commercial success. And yes I like films with strong villains. Ledger, in his last act doesn’t simply play a villain, he overtakes the hero and makes an impression that you can’t get out of your mind even if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, needless to explain! But I have to admit that I was not sure about a robot falling in love, just the way I wasn’t sure about the rodent chef last year. But Pixar proved me wrong again. Anyway, I think prior reading of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;2001: A Space Odyssey&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or prior viewing of the film of same name would be helpful in appreciating some of the jokes in this film a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you took Brokebakc Mountain or even Dostana for granted, you need to watch Milk &amp; see how the homosexuals broke the barriers and taboos inch by inch. Gus Van Sant recreates the America of 70’s with the help of an exceptionally talented ensemble cast led by Sean Penn, James Franco, Emile Hirsch and Josh Brolin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another period drama from the 70’s. Ron Howard goes back to the Watergate days and recreates the series of interviews between President Nixon and British talk-show host David Frost which is no less than a real duel where one fights for his honour and for life as well. Watch it for the performance of Frank Langella as Nixon and Michel Sheen as Frost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bruges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intelligent piece of indie filmmaking, I watched it with no expectations and recommended to everyone else after watching it! Set in the gothic Belgian city of Bruges, this witty black comedy surpasses its own genre and becomes some sort of a social commentary. I also liked Colin Farrel’s performance for the first time along with the other lead Brendan Gleeson. Not to mention Ralph Fiennes towards the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Frozen River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unusual drama set in a very unusual location with unusual characters, this one should be watched for its unusualness. It is set against the backdrop of illegal border crossing in the Mohawk reservation between New York State and Quebec. Good direction by first timer Courtney Hunt and some great performances by Melissa Leo and Misty Upham make it a moving drama rather than a mere study of the crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these were the 10 I finally picked. But I had to leave out a few good ones after a lot of pondering. Namely Eastwood’s other release &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;The Changeling&lt;/span&gt;, stoner comedy &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Pineapple express&lt;/span&gt;, another comedy &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Tropic Thunder&lt;/span&gt;, Woody Allen’s &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Vicky Christina Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;, Italina Crime flick &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Gomorra&lt;/span&gt;, Aronofsky’s &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;The Wrestler&lt;/span&gt; to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have access to any of these?.....screw it... watch &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Dev.D&lt;/span&gt;!!! and wait for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Gulaal&lt;/span&gt; next month…see the trailer below…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/IS7KLVs1Ib4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/IS7KLVs1Ib4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/3563215493119318138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3563215493119318138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3563215493119318138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-top-10-films-of-2008.html' title='My Top 10 films of 2008'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-8101891390072123163</id><published>2008-11-07T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:30:02.041-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bond"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><title type='text'>Quantum of Solace-The Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.edopter.com/images_user/ideas/200807/bUnJHD&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 669px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.edopter.com/images_user/ideas/200807/bUnJHD&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw the new Bond flick &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Quantum of Solace&lt;/span&gt; a few hours ago. Yes I do like action movies at times despite my overwhelming bias for art house stuff. European surrealism, Latin American realism, Asian mysticism and Tarantinoesque paganism all have their own charm and so does mindless action flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the point, let me make it clear that this film might disappoint a lot of hardcore Bond fans. Not because it is bad but because it eliminates almost all the Bond stereotypes cultivated over five decades and adored by at least three generations of fans. Neither does he introduce himself like the way he used to nor does he ask for shaken (not stirred) vodka martini. In fact in the most ironic scene of the film he says that he doesn’t know what he is drinking (and the bartender explains)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having said all these I must say that I actually liked the film. I don’t want to discuss the plot here. It’s like any other Bond movie, some incorrigible bad guys trying to screw the world and Bond has to step in. I went to the theater basically looking for well executed action sequences and long car chases and I was not disappointed. It doesn’t keep you waiting for the adrenaline rush. It keeps coming in rapid intervals and keeps you hooked. And also like its predecessors it happens all over the world. They take you to Italy, Haiti, Austria, Bolivia &amp; Russia in quick succession and indulge in some serious action as well as subsequent destruction of public property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances are competent enough. Daniel Craig has now become accustomed to the role and I think the Brosnan hangover is gradually disappearing from the viewers’ minds. Olga Kurylenko oozes oomph as expected, more so because she is all tanned up for this role to show the Latino upbringing of the character. Dame Judi Dench is as usual graceful &amp; dignified as M. Mathieu Amalric does a decent job as the chief villain and so do rest of the cast. Cinematography is excellent and I think it is better than previous bond flicks. Moving and shaking camera action lends more credibility to the scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings me to the director Marc Forster. As a matter of fact he is one of the guys I never expected to direct a Bond movie. I saw his &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/span&gt; some years ago. It is still one of my personal favorites. I also liked &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Stranger than Fiction&lt;/span&gt;. I haven’t yet seen &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Monster’s Ball&lt;/span&gt; and I didn’t like &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt; (Most probably because a friend of mine gave a very negative review of the novel itself). All of these movies are very personal movies with demure and subdued characters. Probably the producers wanted someone like him for this makeover of Bond. It is also noteworthy that Paul Haggis is one of the writers, a person who was involved with such films like &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Crash&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Letters from Iwo Jima&lt;/span&gt;. Nevertheless they pulled it off well and did a good job in injecting some realism into the usually over the top franchise. But I think at certain points they went a bit too fast. While quick editing is the order of the day, at certain points I expected them to allow the viewers some time to actually grab and appreciate the well executed shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I prefer this more realistic and no nonsense portrayal of Bond as opposed to popular sentiments. I have seen all the previous ones, not because I wanted to but because they were aired by a TV channel at a stretch a couple of years ago. So I can tell you that Craig is the second best Bond of all time after Sean Connery. In fact Brosnan always looked like a metrosexual womanizer socialite rather than a spy. As far as the assassination of stereotypes is concerned, I think it had to move on with time. Imagine a secret spy introducing himself to his enemies with his real name every time he meets them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I have any regrets in the end? Yes! I wish it had some sex scenes! This new Bond seems like a misogynist most of the time! Or are we moving towards a gay Bond with changing times? Poor Olga doesn’t really get to scorch the screen as one would expect. The other Bond girl (?) makes merely a guest appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway…watch it for the action…..7/10</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/8101891390072123163' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/8101891390072123163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/8101891390072123163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/11/quantum-of-solace-review.html' title='Quantum of Solace-The Review'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-3338761613544220601</id><published>2008-06-12T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T05:29:14.517-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tchaikovsky"/><title type='text'>Waltzing with Tchaikovsky on a rainy afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROlDeIo2l3PLd9dlDlzjNnAdtmIFjY-3qrjOiIRhXISZRLatH5SfByy7asieqQS6spjFdWB1Pz3ljDl3P3xXe-YLIu86aljIQG0sW_lDMoWq0dICb8-H-zo4RUoc2UBF6mlLN/s1600-h/DSCN1726.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROlDeIo2l3PLd9dlDlzjNnAdtmIFjY-3qrjOiIRhXISZRLatH5SfByy7asieqQS6spjFdWB1Pz3ljDl3P3xXe-YLIu86aljIQG0sW_lDMoWq0dICb8-H-zo4RUoc2UBF6mlLN/s200/DSCN1726.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210963702934090386&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don’t really have any theoretical knowledge about music. But I think I can feel and appreciate the right king of music. Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky is one of those maestros I admire. But even I don’t know why suddenly am I liking his music so much and why am I associating him with rain! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the morning with his Arabian Dance followed by Swan Lake. Both of them in my opinion have a plaintive quality that can be associated with solitary beings like me. The sudden burst of energy in Flight of the Bumble Bee and the heart warming romanticism in Waltz of Flowers also are suiting my mood at the moment. As the sky is overcast since the morning and the light drizzle have already started with gentle breeze, I am feeling that gay (not in “that” sense) abandon which I always feel before the first showers of the season. I am uploading this youtube video that plays Waltz of Flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/QK3ELt0zPLg&amp;hl=en&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/QK3ELt0zPLg&amp;hl=en&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took a photograph from the balcony which captures the freshened up Neem tree with a backdrop of the cloudy sky. That is the one I have pasted above. This place is not known for a long rainy season. So let’s relish it till it lasts!</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/3338761613544220601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3338761613544220601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3338761613544220601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/06/waltzing-with-tchaikovsky-on-rainy.html' title='Waltzing with Tchaikovsky on a rainy afternoon'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROlDeIo2l3PLd9dlDlzjNnAdtmIFjY-3qrjOiIRhXISZRLatH5SfByy7asieqQS6spjFdWB1Pz3ljDl3P3xXe-YLIu86aljIQG0sW_lDMoWq0dICb8-H-zo4RUoc2UBF6mlLN/s72-c/DSCN1726.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-1928361439763317851</id><published>2008-06-02T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:53:00.440-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alien"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daniken"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="egypt"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="indiana jones"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mexico"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the thing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tinitin"/><title type='text'>Spotting the aliens: some meandering thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://samzodiac2.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/alien-landing.jpg?w=501&amp;amp;h=376&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;http://samzodiac2.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/alien-landing.jpg?w=501&amp;amp;h=376&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Many years back, I happened to read a book called Chariot of Gods by Erich Von Daniken. Controversies apart, it was enough to set the imaginations of a schoolboy ablaze. So much so that I even tried my hands on sci-fi loaded with aliens and spaceships for my poor school magazine. The very thought of aliens and their possible intervention with the human race has been seducing us for a long time. While it has probably been unable to break into the stronghold of mainstream esoteric arts and literature, it has occupied a very strong position in popular fiction, comics and films.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But why such abrupt infatuation has erupted for the aliens? Well, I happened to watch the fourth Indiana Jones movie yesterday. No I am not writing a review of it as usual. The thing is, it also has something to do with those “outsiders” and hence it came as some kind of a reminiscence of my childhood fantasies. The basic idea driving all such films and literature is that the aliens, who are light years ahead of us in technology, might be watching us and they might have helped our venerable ancestors to build seemingly impossible structures like the pyramids! That is why they were probably worshipped as gods. The ancient Egyptians and Mesoamericans are the usual suspects for this school of thought.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The best example that comes to my mind is Tintin’s “Flight 716”. All the Tintin fans would know how Herge so skillfully plotted the aliens amidst Indonesian rainforests. With a brilliant storyline, immaculate attention to details and impeccable humor, it was probably one of the most accomplished works by the Belgian maestro. I think no one needs to be reminded of Spielberg’s exploits with the third kind. But if you want a different kind of treatment you can go for John Carpenter’s “The Thing”. It was a really creepy drama set in the eerie atmosphere of &lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Antarctica&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But the point is how to do we actually know what happened and how to know if there is some extra terrestrial amongst us? In short how to spot them? A few questions that arose in my mind are,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style=&quot;margin-top: 0in;&quot; type=&quot;disc&quot;&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;If      they came to the world where was the landing site? Some craters or      geographical formations have been suspected but we don’t really see any      evidences or remains of any highly sophisticated spacecraft and machinery.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;They      were worshipped as gods? But I don’t think any strange or otherworldly      shapes have been noticed in the ancient artifacts. The “gods” are normally      portmanteaus of humans and animals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Is it      really possible for any living entity to travel such astronomic distances?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;If      they were so kind to teach architecture to the primitive people why don’t      they contact modern people who can at least understand who they are and      where they come from?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Whatever it is, in fact I sincerely hope to meet some alien some day and have some intergalactic orgy. It is really difficult to believe that we are alone in this universe!How would it be to have an extra terrestrial girlfriend (well if they have different sexes!)? No luck with the planet mates so far!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/1928361439763317851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/1928361439763317851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/1928361439763317851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/06/spotting-aliens-some-meandering.html' title='Spotting the aliens: some meandering thoughts'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-2544642582550796821</id><published>2008-05-11T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:33:51.813-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gwyneth paltrow"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iron man"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marvel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="robert downey"/><title type='text'>Iron Man: Finally a completely human superhero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVfTTODfCRxxcFpLIUxTgJf-WF9359YIEbjVld9nso0dfWLeHdNwXDg62AgCCW5LtbIBFL6qoE1GknRro94rM-SiPqj6bL_lCOXRM9b3FLq_oV5RG5nCVkyOHsbQx4BdY7XG0/s1600-h/poster4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199356598531803170&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVfTTODfCRxxcFpLIUxTgJf-WF9359YIEbjVld9nso0dfWLeHdNwXDg62AgCCW5LtbIBFL6qoE1GknRro94rM-SiPqj6bL_lCOXRM9b3FLq_oV5RG5nCVkyOHsbQx4BdY7XG0/s200/poster4.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times have we seen the American John Does turning into superheroes to save the mankind? I am sure everyone has grown up on a staple diet of Superman, Batman, Spiderman or some other genetically modified superhero often having characteristics of some other species. In that sense the name “Iron Man” seemed hardly attractive.&lt;br /&gt;But then, what is in a name! The Iron man does whatever a superhero is supposed to do, but with a tinge of humor that ridicules the very basis of superheroism. He is purely coincidental, accident prone and is not a social recluse! Yes, unlike other heroes and like most other human beings, he likes to demonstrate his prowess without hiding his identity. But above all, the most heartening thing is, he is 100% homo sapience without any avian, spidery or alien component in his genome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know the story? Well, Tony Stark is a mechanical and scientific genius who also owns a huge corporation manufacturing various weapons of mass destruction. But he is kidnapped by the terrorists while on a trip to Afghanistan (BTW, the terrorists sometimes talk in Hindi, all the Asians are same isn’t it??!!!). He is asked to make missiles for the terrorists inside a hideous, desolated cave. But he ends up creating a humanoid machine that is all powerful and indomitable. He comes out of the captivity riding that machine. But realizing the destruction his weapons are causing he decides to stop manufacturing weapons. He also takes up the job of saving the poor and tormented ones and destroying weapons created by him that has fallen into wrong hands. What happens after that? I can’t spill all the beans, but surely you have guessed that new enemies appear very soon and the eternal struggle of good versus evil ensues as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Coming to cast and credits, this entire film belongs to Robert Downey Jr. He may not be your usual superstar with chiseled looks, but he sure is a real actor with immaculate comic timing. He plays his part with characteristic ease and never lets our attention divert. I also have to mention Gwyneth Paltrow as his secretary cum love interest. I have always loved this lady, ever since I saw Shakespeare in Love! The script is tight and is ably directed by John Favreau. I haven’t read the original Marvel Comics so I can’t tell you how much it adheres to the original story. The action and visual effects are up to the mark but can be taken for granted as every Hollywood movie has it nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think it is a film for all kinds of people. If you don’t like hardcore action movies, it has enough witty sequences and dialogues to keep you hooked. Give it a try any given Sunday. You won’t be disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/2544642582550796821' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/2544642582550796821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/2544642582550796821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man-finally-completely-human.html' title='Iron Man: Finally a completely human superhero!'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVfTTODfCRxxcFpLIUxTgJf-WF9359YIEbjVld9nso0dfWLeHdNwXDg62AgCCW5LtbIBFL6qoE1GknRro94rM-SiPqj6bL_lCOXRM9b3FLq_oV5RG5nCVkyOHsbQx4BdY7XG0/s72-c/poster4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-7816806414878696606</id><published>2008-04-04T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T04:34:40.004-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="das boot"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="german"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="u boat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wolfgang petersen"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WWII"/><title type='text'>Das Boot: The U Boat, The movie, The masterpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://web.uvic.ca/geru/439/pics/dasboot.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;http://web.uvic.ca/geru/439/pics/dasboot.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just surfing the mouthshut.com, a consumer review website where I normally repost the movie reviews I write to keep my sleepy blog alive. I just noticed the title in their list and found out that no one has so far written a review for such a timeless classic. So I posted a short review there and reposting it here for a change, of course with slight modifications keeping the context and target in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the plot, it is about the sailor on board of a German U Boat at the time of WWII. They try too hard to carry on difficult missions and also keep encountering near death situations at times. All the while there is an undercurrent of confusion over the ideology of their leaders who have sent them to those treacherous waters. Let me not disclose too much of it for the sake of the future viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film works in all aspects due to meticulous attention to details and carefully crafted claustrophobic ambiance that might suffocate the faint hearted. The coexistence of high sense of duty along with the fear of death under the sea in the minds of those brave soldiers is so realistically portrayed that you are almost able feel the suffocation, terror and dedication of them and it keeps haunting you for a long time even after the movie is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the credits, Jürgen Prochnow has done an excellent job as the Captain as well as the rest of the cast whose name I don&#39;t really know! And if you thought Wolfgang Petersen was all about the tepid Troy, you should watch this one. He was far more accomplished a filmmaker than his time. He made this film way back in 1981 when Spielberg was still busy with the extra terrestrial third kinds, humorous time travelers and that action buff archaeologist. Schindler&#39;s list was still more than a decade away and we mostly had &quot;war&quot; movies rather than &quot;anti-war&quot; movies. In that sense Das Boot is and will remain one of the greatest anti-war movies ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I don&#39;t need to remind my regular readers of my love for German movies. So let me sign off with another round of applause for them.&lt;br /&gt;Good Night &amp;amp; Good Luck(plagiarism regretted! Edward R. Murrow must be turning in his graves at my audacity! But is suited the mood and time (1 am)) !!!</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/7816806414878696606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7816806414878696606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7816806414878696606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/04/das-boot-claustrophobia-at-its-best.html' title='Das Boot: The U Boat, The movie, The masterpiece'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-6720942531620802501</id><published>2008-04-03T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:32:56.847-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emptiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gibran"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kurosawa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="orhan pamuk"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="satan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="titanic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="umberto eco"/><title type='text'>Emptiness revisited: an unusual rumination of the tainted past</title><content type='html'>Again I have arrived at that recurring juncture where I feel tired but don’t feel like sleeping, feel bored but don’t feel like going out, feel relieved but don’t feel like enjoying. These are the times when I resurrect the blog, purely because I have nothing better to do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;This reminds me of my first big break after the first big exam. That was after the 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. I went to watch ‘Titanic’ with some equally &quot;starved&quot; friends. I hadn’t been to a theater for more than three years at that time. Mostly because I was too “decent” to bunk school and I also did not like to join the family outings for the flicks that were enjoyable only to the families as a whole! But as always, I was disappointed again as the movie was heavily censored (The readers might have guessed by now that I did not go there to watch the ship sinking and the sentimental couples holding hands and shedding tears at the corners) beyond our tolerance and we came out feeling betrayed and backstabbed!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;This trend continued over the years and all my breaks ended up with pondering over my screwed up exams, sluggish and directionless strolls, unwanted encounters with the kind of people I don’t like and plans to do better next time! Anyway I have had comparatively better time over the last year as I finally got my own laptop and a hard disk full of movies to fulfill my eccentric tastes. I have finished off the bulk of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Kurosawa, Kubrick&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Hitchcock&lt;/span&gt; along with others during the last year. So I have lined up &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Bunuel, Godard &lt;/span&gt;and many more for the next couple of months. I also have to finish &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Eco&lt;/span&gt;’s &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Name of Rose&lt;/span&gt; which I bought almost a year ago and never found time to read. Today I also bought &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Orhan Pamuk&lt;/span&gt;&#39;s &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The New Life&lt;/span&gt; which should be a good companion for tomorrows train ride to Delhi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Anyway, breaks are always welcome and for that matter even a certain amount of work is required to realize the value of a leisure. Just like that immortal Satan of Gibran who reminded the priest of his worthlessness in absence of the Satan. Let me paste those immortal lines here again, I simply love to quote them whenever I get a chance!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I am the builder of convents and monasteries upon the foundation of fear. I build wine shops and wicked houses upon the foundation of lust and self-gratification. If I cease to exist, fear and enjoyment will be abolished from the world, and through their disappearance, desires and hopes will cease to exist in the human heart. Life will become empty and cold, like a harp with broken strings. I am Satan everlasting.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So, whatever it is, let me sign off for today and let me venture into my daydreams as I am beginning to feel too tired now! So long…..&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/6720942531620802501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/6720942531620802501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/6720942531620802501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/04/emptiness-revisited-unusual-rumination.html' title='Emptiness revisited: an unusual rumination of the tainted past'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-2386155837330082811</id><published>2008-01-05T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:59:36.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing as such.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Well, this one is again one of those purposeless pieces resulting out of my loneliness, boredom and overall hopelessness. As my brief sojourn at home is nearly coming to an end, I again find myself in that vicious trough which recurs more often than the crest!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So what did I do during the holidays? As always, it got over before I figured out how to make the most of it. A few movies (duck soup, to catch a thief, modern times, Dr Strangelove, the kingdom, once, singing in the rain), some directionless wandering through the congested footpaths, a meeting with the b’day pal, some cricket watching….&amp;amp; it was all over!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Anyway, looking back to it, I had some leisurely and un-MBA like time after a long gap. It did not happen during the last holidays. As I stayed back in the campus after the exam due to the shortness of the long awaited break, the spectres of capitalism kept haunting me (hopefully spectre of Marx won’t haunt me down because of this tasteless plagiarism and lampooning!).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Having spent most of my life cutting corners, last few months have been gruelling. But of course it has made me tougher (and heavier for some strange reasons!). So re-entering the brick labyrinth is raising mixed feelings in me. Anyway let’s hope that this new round of slogging will be easier considering the past experiences, and also let’s hope that I will be able the post the next one very soon unlike the previous ones.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/2386155837330082811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/2386155837330082811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/2386155837330082811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-as-such.html' title='Nothing as such.....'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-7842442670341612525</id><published>2007-11-30T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T04:02:08.392-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alexande kerner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="berlin wall"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="german"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good bye lenin"/><title type='text'>Good Bye Lenin!.....of Lenin, Berlin wall &amp; the death of socialism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYj9F3a_okDmUZWm3dW4NONUSHrpAROsBA70fCPtsexQ1Sc9aUjtT9TQZw_n10fFQ6aGAuPl06r458z6jawOF0GodbA3Ap2SVhS0l6xDNCXWjrWtiojUJluEV8NU0UUiv8hMz7/s1600-r/poster.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEh3TZnhHzYmOyfSDDwAck0aI-zPWhg03IPYcJk5JRdeUuUUfJ0x4t5RV_uawAHSZOT22lrgl1lMPJF7X5JFMfDvqv1L7G8eRv0A8xn4nJFPMVlvHAJQTY4DgpY9DL9m_BKDvx/s320/poster.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138672584216551394&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Well…I don’t really know how to begin….I mean how to describe this film! ....this is not an out &amp;amp; out tragedy…neither a comedy…wiki calls it a tragicomedy &amp;amp; perhaps that is true to some extent. But it is much more than that…it is an honest and intelligent manifestation, or probably a microcosm of that dramatic period of German unification of 1989 in particular and overall restructuring of world order in the early 90’s in general.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I hate to write plot summaries….so let me shamelessly paste one paragraph from wiki…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The film is set in the &lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;East Berlin&lt;/st1:place&gt; of 1989 . Alexander Kerner&#39;s mother, Christiane Kerner, an ardent supporter of the Socialist Unity Party of Germany, suffers a heart attack when she sees Alex being arrested in an anti-government demonstration and falls into a coma shortly before the fall of the &lt;st1:state st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Berlin&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; Wall. After eight months she awakes, but is severely weakened both physically and mentally, and doctors say that any shock may cause another, possibly fatal, attack. Alex realises that her discovery of recent events would be too much for her to bear, and so sets out to maintain the illusion that things are as normal in the German Democratic Republic. To this end, he and his family revert the flat to its previous drab decor, dress in their old clothes, and feed the bed-ridden Christiane new, Western produce from old labeled jars. For a time the deception works, but gradually becomes increasingly complicated and elaborate. Despite everything, Christiane occasionally witnesses strange occurrences, such as a gigantic Coca-Cola advertisement banner unfurling on a building outside the apartment. Alexander and a friend with film-making ambitions edit old tapes of news broadcasts and create their own fake special reports to explain them away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I won’t paste the rest as I don’t want to ruin it for the ones who are planning to watch this movie. But let me tell you that there is another plot interwoven, which is about Alex’s father who allegedly absconded to the West leaving the family behind when they were kids. This plot also grows along with the main story line with timely twists and the keeps the viewers guessing and engrossed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;What makes this movie worth the accolades is the intelligence with which the director has played with the emotions of the viewers. We, as audiences are never trapped in one monotonous state of mind. It cleverly brings in humorous moments that ridicule the irony of the politics and society in general. But at the very next moment it fills the hearts with empathy at the plights of the family and the innocent efforts of Alexander to ameliorate the losses. Director Wolfgang Becker and lesser known actors like Daniel Bruhl, Kathrin Sass, Chulpan Khamatova, Alexander Beyer have done wonders with this movie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;In a broader sense it illustrates the futility of entire socio political melodrama that has been created and nurtured by the mankind over the ages. This is what I like most about German cinema. They are never shy of admitting and discussing certain not so glorious moments of their past. Films like Der Untergang, Das Leben Der Anderen,Das Boot and Sophie Scholl  have already proven that point and are known by all. Good Bye Lenin is relatively unknown compared to these ones, but I can assure you that this one is no less in warming hearts, perplexing neurons and broadening horizons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/7842442670341612525' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7842442670341612525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7842442670341612525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-bye-leninof-lenin-berlin-wall.html' title='Good Bye Lenin!.....of Lenin, Berlin wall &amp; the death of socialism'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEh3TZnhHzYmOyfSDDwAck0aI-zPWhg03IPYcJk5JRdeUuUUfJ0x4t5RV_uawAHSZOT22lrgl1lMPJF7X5JFMfDvqv1L7G8eRv0A8xn4nJFPMVlvHAJQTY4DgpY9DL9m_BKDvx/s72-c/poster.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-8042127177514378166</id><published>2007-09-16T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:31:54.972-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shigeo shingo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tantalaus"/><title type='text'>Being Tantalus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;There was king named Tantalus. He had everything. But he wanted to be god himself! So he stole ambrosia from the gods &amp;amp; gave it to his people. So he was punished. He was tied down in a pool of water with fruits hanging over him. But he couldn’t drink and neither could he eat! Whenever he tried to eat or drink the water or fruit receded! Just like the poor thirsty ancient mariner he could only watch &amp;amp; wail!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But what sacrilege had I done to meet a similar fate? I never hurt a fly &amp;amp; I only kill mosquitoes for self protection. I have followed that tried &amp;amp; tested path of studying &amp;amp; studying &amp;amp; studying through all these years of my life never really venturing out though I always wanted to do so. In fact my graduation years have seen a full blown conflict between my conventional liabilities &amp;amp; profane desires. But still here I have become a student again joining the bandwagon. But the irony is that the more we bend towards the stereotype, the more we suffer. There was a time when I craved for certain movies &amp;amp; couldn’t get enough of them. Now I have most of them in my hard disk itself. But it doesn’t make my happy! Like Tantalus I can only ogle at my impressive folder &amp;amp; do nothing. I don’t have time for anything! I used to think that accounting is a very pedestrian job. Simply keeping track of what people are selling or buying. But now I have realized I can’t even find out what is being sold &amp;amp; what is being bought. Accounting is an enigma of da Vinciesque proportions. Apart from that there are several factors making sure that I improve through “constructive &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;dissatisfaction&lt;/span&gt; with the Status Quo” as Shigeo Shingo would have liked to put it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;This is just not a discrete case of a psycho movie buff getting frustrated. It is a microcosm of this entire modern human civilization where we always try to achieve more &amp;amp; can’t cherish what we have!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Anyway, I have got this irreducible break after the exams which will come to an end in no time. So I put the limited time to best use &amp;amp; watched a couple of them. Now I am once more gearing up to go back to the clichéd ways &amp;amp; perhaps I won’t be posting anything for the next couple of months again! Till then, have a good time &amp;amp; try not to be a Tantalus.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/8042127177514378166' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/8042127177514378166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/8042127177514378166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/09/being-tantalus.html' title='Being Tantalus'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-616853996251414626</id><published>2007-05-18T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T04:34:11.221-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="forest whitaker"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idi amin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="last king of scotland"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oscar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="uganda"/><title type='text'>The Last King of Uganda!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKXUc9E_R7gfqCHjJ4zNyZgKdctSi8Ncmp30yxQECQ6HRfQJyeMYoag1RwmdhhhZYM9yRVfkXvqI1l9vTprp2dA_Cp83bKDLlu_oUpOQFUAOuvJHg0R6oM2qpNO5jJsmhQV1N/s1600-h/ROUN9071_Cover.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066134252961666402&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKXUc9E_R7gfqCHjJ4zNyZgKdctSi8Ncmp30yxQECQ6HRfQJyeMYoag1RwmdhhhZYM9yRVfkXvqI1l9vTprp2dA_Cp83bKDLlu_oUpOQFUAOuvJHg0R6oM2qpNO5jJsmhQV1N/s320/ROUN9071_Cover.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idi Amin has always been the sinister one in our mindset, the cannibal &amp;amp; the tyrant! So as the show started, I geared up for nothing but loads &amp;amp; loads of gore apart from a good dose of histrionics from Whitaker. But the film turned out to be surprisingly sober(to a certain degree of disappointment for a sadist like me) &amp;amp; yet powerful!&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts in Scotland where Dr Nicholas Garrigan(James McAvoy) is planning a stint in some third world country after finishing his studies. He decides to select a place randomly &amp;amp; stumbles on Uganda.&lt;br /&gt;So our Doctor reaches Uganda &amp;amp; starts working in remote place among the poor natives along with some other European doctors. In the meantime Amin(Forest Whitaker) seizes power in Uganda through a coup. He incidentally meets Nicholas as he met with an accident &amp;amp; sought for some medical assistance. He was impressed by the young doctor &amp;amp; made him his personal physician. So thus begins an unlikely friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Amin wins over the foreign press with his sense of humour but tries hard to keep the real scene behind the scene. His jovial nature makes him a charismatic despot. So initially Nicholas refuses to hear anything about him &amp;amp; remains his most trusted doctor cum advisor. But as the time goes by, like most other dictators Amin also takes the path of ruthlessness to keep his reigns going. He starts throwing tantrum at everyone including Nicholas &amp;amp; he’s no more the jocund, friendly soul. In the meantime Nicholas develops a close relationship with one of Amin’s wives which worsens his situation further. He then also learns about the atrocities committed by Amin’s forces &amp;amp; soon he starts yearning to leave Uganda. So the story leads towards a bloody conclusion which I won’t disclose for the future viewers.&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to various aspects of the film, it’s the two actors who stand out &amp;amp; overshadow everything else. I’ve always liked Whitaker in those character roles but for the first time he gets to play the lead &amp;amp; doesn’t disappoint at all. He looks, speaks &amp;amp; acts like true dictator should &amp;amp; yes he deserved the Oscar. McAvoy on the other hand, also continues his good work after Narnia. I felt that he also deserved at least a nomination. He’ll be an actor to watch out for in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Here, one thing strikes my mind, the director Kevin Macdonald hasn’t gone overboard to show the atrocities of Amin or his alleged cannibalism while adapting Giles Foden’s novel. He’s finished off those portions in quick unrecognisable flashes. This is what makes the film more watchable for general viewers though it was a bit disappointing for darker minds like me. Anyway, to sum up, it feels like laking the punch at a few instances but is definitely watchable due to exceptional performances. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/616853996251414626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/616853996251414626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/616853996251414626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-king-of-uganda.html' title='The Last King of Uganda!!!'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKXUc9E_R7gfqCHjJ4zNyZgKdctSi8Ncmp30yxQECQ6HRfQJyeMYoag1RwmdhhhZYM9yRVfkXvqI1l9vTprp2dA_Cp83bKDLlu_oUpOQFUAOuvJHg0R6oM2qpNO5jJsmhQV1N/s72-c/ROUN9071_Cover.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-5837225976262824358</id><published>2007-05-16T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2016-03-07T04:59:45.161-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="africa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ben okri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="famished road"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="magical realism"/><title type='text'>The Famished Road : Venturing into the Dark Continent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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We hardly know anything about the dark continent . Africa has always been the land of lions , giraffes , gorillas , chimpanzees &amp;amp; zebras to us . We’ve never really bothered about the people . It’s the jungles that has caught our imagination for centuries . Barring a few good films like Hotel Rwanda &amp;amp; Blood Diamond we’ve never really learned anything about the people out there .&lt;br /&gt;
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So I picked up Ben Okri’s Nigerian saga “The Famished Road” that day without a second thought as it was about an African nation by an African &amp;amp; also being a Booker winner it had to be something special . I must say that it is one of the milestones of magical realism . It serves as a guide to the Nigerian society &amp;amp; politics through some amazingly crafted fantasies .&lt;br /&gt;
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It is the story of a “Abiku” or “Spirit Child” called Azaro . Let me clarify a bit here . In “Yaruba” tradition of Africa it is believed that some spirits keep hanging between earthy &amp;amp; ethereal world . They are incarnated as human beings but they never loses touch with the spirit world . They have strange powers but have short lives . Our protagonist is also one of them . He’s a young boy living with parents . He’s a problematic kid &amp;amp; frequently keeps escaping to the bizarre world of witches , midgets &amp;amp; scores of other mythical characters thanks to his spirit companions continuously trying to woo him back to their world . His father is a strong but foolish man who starts dreaming of becoming a boxer . He gives up working to pursue his dream , he also beats some famous ones including spirit of a dead boxer . But he also gets a heavy beating in one fight &amp;amp; then after a few days in comatose condition he starts becoming a politician with the help of beggars .&lt;br /&gt;
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The mother works hard to earn a living for the family but rarely succeeds . They share a bittersweet relationship with Madame Koto , the local bar owner &amp;amp; the richest &amp;amp; weirdest person in the neighborhood . All these happen in the midst of political clashes between rival parties in a nation that is in turmoil . All the people live in abject poverty &amp;amp; struggle to make a living .&lt;br /&gt;
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Having said all these , I’m sure the plot looks confusing &amp;amp; obscure . But this is what magical realism is all about . The story is full of strange creatures appearing constantly in hallucinations , the narrative is rich in vocabulary &amp;amp; they together transfers us to world where the lines between real &amp;amp; unreal is blurred . It takes a maestro to take up such a plot &amp;amp; emerge victorious ! Okri has proved that he is a master of words as well as imagination . Despite of the bizarre plot he has been able to give us enough insight into the present scenario of Nigeria in particular &amp;amp; Africa in General . So this is a must read for those who are hungry of words &amp;amp; wants a dose of reality garnished with fantasy .&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/5837225976262824358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/5837225976262824358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/5837225976262824358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/05/famished-road-venturing-into-dark.html' title='The Famished Road : Venturing into the Dark Continent'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsVR23q9pYiiNtiaMvgsXadlK8mPwH4DFsHHw9mrfm86SHxFxIE4kT16vSTuuVLvmdCqaz79BNBZTA3TmUHDbSpgzYsnz-ST_o3CoGnUmmhUE3JBYJvBhMVgXU47ugSQ6g2XT/s72-c/0099929309.02.LZZZZZZZ" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-3283929786427851418</id><published>2007-04-05T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:41:44.859-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="300"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frank miller"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="greek"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leonidas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="persian"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadistic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thermopylae"/><title type='text'>300:of decapitated bodies &amp; flying blood drops.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06R80X8-fzXpwxj6icqUqw66KGYwaA6ARHSYvRtNZ2v72z2bAslGlHLBhVTI9ROJ4E4XVfYFJF-qDW-TEWRmmd-HRc-Z3K0sQ5U8pkfZw65gTGiz5By5nh6zML8UGFxxo45US/s1600-h/300trailer2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06R80X8-fzXpwxj6icqUqw66KGYwaA6ARHSYvRtNZ2v72z2bAslGlHLBhVTI9ROJ4E4XVfYFJF-qDW-TEWRmmd-HRc-Z3K0sQ5U8pkfZw65gTGiz5By5nh6zML8UGFxxo45US/s320/300trailer2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049976745247752194&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;This is yet another sadistically satisfying movie to be released in recent times ! It was my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; gore fest in two weeks after Apocalypto . The movie , as everyone knows , is based upon the granddaddy of gore , Frank Millers graphic novel . So I was waiting to watch this one from the day I first learned about it .  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;Coming to the plot , it is basically about the battle of Thermopylae , where a handful of Spartans led by King Leonidas bravely fought &amp;amp; died against a massive Persian army . Anyone whoever is interested in history will know about this war &amp;amp; also other Greeko-Persian conflicts . So the plot is actually simple . The USP is not in the plot , but in the execution . It retains the comic book feel , but yet pleases your eyes . The  aesthetically flying drops of blood &amp;amp; the human organs satisfy all the sadist movie buffs . Cinematography &amp;amp; visual effects are brilliant throughout the movie . The lead characters have come up with some great performances . Gerard Butler looks &amp;amp; acts like a real Spartan . But I was more impressed by Lena Headey who makes her presence felt in a male dominant war movie . The crowd roars in appreciation when she kills the traitor to take her revenge . Zack Snyder has ably directed the movie with blending the best aspects  of all other movies of such genre .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;Having said all these , the flip side of the film is the partial treatment of the story .  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;Only Spartans are shown as real  heroes &amp;amp; other Greeks as cowards   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;Xerxes looks like an eunuch ,  which is not acceptable at all&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;The Persians are shown as blood  thirsty monsters with grotesque faces   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;while the truth is that everyone   did the same thing in those times , Greeks did it to Troy &amp;amp;   were going to do the same to Persia after a century under Alexander     &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;So the film is having it&#39;s share of controversies . But anyway it is a well made period action movie &amp;amp; is based on a fictitious graphic novel rather than real history books . So if you can keep your history lessons aside for a couple hours &amp;amp; can enjoy the gore , it is worth a try .&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/3283929786427851418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3283929786427851418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3283929786427851418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/04/300of-decapitated-bodies-flying-blood.html' title='300:of decapitated bodies &amp; flying blood drops.....'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06R80X8-fzXpwxj6icqUqw66KGYwaA6ARHSYvRtNZ2v72z2bAslGlHLBhVTI9ROJ4E4XVfYFJF-qDW-TEWRmmd-HRc-Z3K0sQ5U8pkfZw65gTGiz5By5nh6zML8UGFxxo45US/s72-c/300trailer2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-7363345545058772470</id><published>2007-04-03T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T04:05:08.839-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="allende"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amazon"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="city of the beasts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="magical realism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mysticism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rain forest"/><title type='text'>Discovering Isabel Allende: A journey into mysticism</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Magical realism has become the most attractive word for me nowadays . Specially the Latin American authors being the ones leading the trend are threatening to displace all the books on my bookshelf . Isabel Allende is of course one of the usual suspects of this onslaught . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I’ve always known her name having read her eulogies in several places . But I’d never read her before . All that changed last month when I discovered an entire shelf dedicated to her in my favourite bookstore . Almost all of her books were available there , house of spirits , Eva Luna , infinite plane , my invented country , Ines of my Soul , Paula&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; Zorro . But I was in an escapist mood , wary of work , interviews &amp;amp; life in general . I wanted to get myself immersed in some juvenile adventure story for some relief . So I picked up “City of the Beasts”&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;by the same author which is first of such kind from the author , first one of the Alex , Nadia &amp;amp; Kate trilogy . I started reading it eagerly after coming back to my room &amp;amp; soon I found out that my decision was not incorrect . It had all the ingredients of a perfect teenage adventure story . An energetic teen couple(if I may say so) , a rough &amp;amp; tough granny , mysterious Amazonian rainforests , elusive tribesmen , mythical creatures &amp;amp; sinister marauders . Though such stories have been told a thousand times , it becomes lively at the hands of the accomplished author .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The story revolves around a fifteen year old troubled teenager Alexander Cold . His mother is ill &amp;amp; his life is in utter chaos . Unable to manage the situation , his father sends him to his granny Kate , who is an exceptional woman . She’s traveled almost all of the world in search of stories demanded by her profession . She’s been part of many life threatening adventures &amp;amp; even at the age of sixty four she was ready for another one to the Amazons . She doesn’t believe in pampering children , so she takes Alex also along with her to the perilous trip in search of a killer beast . On the way to their destination they meet other members of the expedition team including the honey coloured daughter of the guide , Nadia . Alex strikes profound friendship with her which only strengthens with the progress of the story . They begin the journey of adventure , realization , discovery &amp;amp; revelation . They meet people from the mist , the mysterious tribe which leave in perfect harmony with the nature . They also encounter the ancient beasts&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The book is a pleasure to read . Though the plot is actually clichéd &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve always liked such stuff . Not only because of the plot but also for skillful yet effortless storytelling by Allende . The narrative is so vivid that you feel transferred to the Amazons yourself . Description of locations , animals , dreams &amp;amp; hallucinations speaks volumes about the author &amp;amp; her extent of imagination . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The Amazons have always attracted me . Ever since I read Arthur Conan Doyle’s “The Lost World” in 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Standard . Both of these boos start the journey from the Amazonian city of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Manaus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &amp;amp; ventures deep into the similar territory . So comparisons become inevitable . In that sense I would prefer Allende’s book because Doyle’s book was written in Colonial times from a white man’s point of view . On the other hand Allende is more sympathetic &amp;amp; respectful towards the natives . She endorsed their simplistic &amp;amp; minimalist lifestyle . She blends modern philosophy with native Indian mysticism . So there are some underlying messages along with breathtaking adventure . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So, though it is one of the lesser known works by Allende , it has enough indication of her caliber as a storyteller . It’s a feast to all who love those carefree teenage adventures . But those who think they are too grown up , should stay away from this .&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/7363345545058772470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7363345545058772470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/7363345545058772470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/04/discovering-isabel-allende.html' title='Discovering Isabel Allende: A journey into mysticism'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-3259056614444023074</id><published>2007-03-22T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:38:39.130-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="apocalypto"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aztec"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gibson"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maya"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mexico"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadistic"/><title type='text'>Apocalypto:I watched it twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZi_SLhP_PpFg46ue-Hs5ude2Zt6C07-nVUAAqo5mLy_8el3yaHhSFo3poPUxUL0AJ6c_oc9raoF10Mvi54g0Xru1kiY2JNytizeFQGv08Q0mAaNsJlOitfM4rplX7eS8H4XGk/s1600-h/apocalypto-poster-0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZi_SLhP_PpFg46ue-Hs5ude2Zt6C07-nVUAAqo5mLy_8el3yaHhSFo3poPUxUL0AJ6c_oc9raoF10Mvi54g0Xru1kiY2JNytizeFQGv08Q0mAaNsJlOitfM4rplX7eS8H4XGk/s320/apocalypto-poster-0.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044742090617086386&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Well….this is not for Rajshree , K Jo &amp;amp; Yashraj fans . I’m sure most of the criticism have come from that front . It is for the ones who loved Kill Bill , adored Saw &amp;amp; went gaga over Sincity . Also those who are allergic to subtitles should stay away as the entire movie is in Yucatec Mayan . Credit goes to Mel Gibson who before this has done an equally gory Passion of Christ  in Aramaic to maintain authenticity . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;To start with , let me give you a small summary .There is a small Mayan village in the midst of dense &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yucatan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; forests dwelled by Jaguars &amp;amp; Tapirs . They spend their life happily hunting in the jungle &amp;amp; expects the same to continue till eternity . But soon the tragedy strikes , a pack of warriors suddenly attacks the village  , massacres half of them &amp;amp; imprisons the rest after a bloody ambush . Then begins a fatal &amp;amp; painful journey &amp;amp; finally they arrive in a huge Mayan city . There they finally discover the reason of their imprisonment . They were about to be sacrificed to quench the thirst of the great God Kukulkan to save the decaying civilization threatened by plague and other epidemics . The events unfold quickly after this , the hero of the story , Jaguar Paw , escapes from the tyrants &amp;amp; then begins a relentless &amp;amp; breathtaking chase through the treacherous &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yucatan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; terrains full of jungles , marshes , waterfalls .&lt;br /&gt;I won’t disclose the climax , but I can assure you that it is nail biting &amp;amp; engrossing . Coming back to the qualitative aspects of the movie, it is a trademark Mel Gibson flick with plenty of action &amp;amp; bloodshed . But as an accomplished filmmaker he never lets the story to be overshadowed by action . The sets , costumes &amp;amp; makeup etc are very authentically done . The medieval chase sequence with robust men running barefoot will beat any modern one involving cars &amp;amp; aircrafts . The background music is haunting &amp;amp; has an Indian touch . The crude humours , specially the one involving Tapir balls complement the dark mood of the movie well . The new actors namely Rudy Youngblood as Jaguar Paw &amp;amp; the beautiful Dalia Hernandez as his wife have done a commendable job .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Having said all these , the movie has also had its share of controversies like any other Gibson film . Specially distortion of Native American history &amp;amp; depiction of Mayans as a brutal &amp;amp; pervert tribe has raised concerns . Because the kind of human sacrifice it has shown , is more close to the Aztecs than the Mayans . Also it shows Spanish conquistadors arriving at the end as if they were angels of peace . But the fact is that the Columbus’s , Pizzaros &amp;amp; Cortezes were no less brutal . They utilized their advantage of having guns &amp;amp; annihilated all the Indian Civilizations namely Mayan , Aztec &amp;amp; Incas .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So this is where the film falters a bit . But I will still give it four out of five as reconstructing a civilization that was lost 500 years ago is no child’s play . I watched it twice in the multiplex &amp;amp; would advice you to do the same .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/3259056614444023074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3259056614444023074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3259056614444023074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/03/apocalyptoi-watched-it-twice.html' title='Apocalypto:I watched it twice'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZi_SLhP_PpFg46ue-Hs5ude2Zt6C07-nVUAAqo5mLy_8el3yaHhSFo3poPUxUL0AJ6c_oc9raoF10Mvi54g0Xru1kiY2JNytizeFQGv08Q0mAaNsJlOitfM4rplX7eS8H4XGk/s72-c/apocalypto-poster-0.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-3224087682351645048</id><published>2007-01-21T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T05:28:39.064-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inarritu"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="santaolalla"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trilogy of death"/><title type='text'>Babel</title><content type='html'>A couple of years ago when Maniratnam’s Yuva was being released we heard that it has something to do with one Mexican movie called “Amores Perros” . I liked Yuva &amp;amp; so always wanted to see the other one . But unfortunately that wish is yet to be fulfilled . Anyway after sometime I discovered Alejandro Gonzalez Innaritu’s next movie 21 grams in the hostel LAN &amp;amp; wasted no time to gulp it . This is how I started getting addicted to his style of chaotic yet intriguing storytelling . Since then I’d been waiting to watch Babel . Today I’ve finally watched it and it was as I expected . An array of seemingly unrelated characters woven into a mesmerizing plot !!!&lt;br /&gt;We were late for the show &amp;amp; missed first five minutes of the show , so I don’t know exactly how the movie started !! Anyway when we entered the theatre Brad Pitt &amp;amp; Cate Blanchett were traveling through the Moroccan deserts on a tourist bus . Suddenly a bullet comes from nowhere &amp;amp; hits Cate on her shoulder . At that very moment there is a cut &amp;amp; we find ourselves in Japan ! I’m sure those who were not familiar with Inarritu found it most unexpected !! Anyway now we move into the second plot , the story of a deaf &amp;amp; mute Japanese girl who tries to lead a normal life with her friends &amp;amp; her father .&lt;br /&gt;But she’s sexually frustrated &amp;amp; at times feels left out because of their physical limitations . The girl &amp;amp; her father’s roles are played by Rinko Kikuchi &amp;amp; Koji Yakusho . After a few minutes again there is a sharp cut &amp;amp; now we land in Mexico where some Mexican immigrants from US comeback to Mexico to attend a wedding . The Mexican aunt &amp;amp; nephew duo is played by Adriana Barraza &amp;amp; Gael Garcia Barnal .&lt;br /&gt;This is the basic plot of the movie . Three incidents happening in three countries &amp;amp; so the location keeps changing every five minutes but it never hinders the pace of the story . Moroccan cops traces assailants of the American tourist &amp;amp; finally it is found that it is actually two teenagers who were given the rifle to kill jackals to save their goats . An encounter takes place &amp;amp; the one of the boys were shot . At that time the other boy raises his hands , surrenders &amp;amp; takes all the blame upon himself . This was one of the most touching scenes of the movie . On the other hand in Japan the father finds it difficult to communicate with the daughter . His wife had committed suicide sometimes ago . Cops come to visit him regarding the incident in Morocco . The girl is attracted to one of the cop &amp;amp; bares it all for him . At the same time the Mexicans return to US border from the wedding . They were having two American kids with no letter of consent from their parents . Also Gael was driving intoxicated . So when they were stopped at the border &amp;amp; interrogated , he panics &amp;amp; drives off the post . He then drops his aunt &amp;amp; the kids at the desert &amp;amp; runs away !!&lt;br /&gt;After this the story unfolds quickly &amp;amp; we finally get to see what actually is happening &amp;amp; why they traveled to three countries to shoot the movie . But I’m not going to spill the beans as it might spoil the party for those who are planning to watch the film . Coming to performances , Brad Pitt delivers his finest one so far as the anxious husband while Blanchett also excels in her small role . Rinko Kikuchi also has done justice to a very difficult role &amp;amp; also I shouldn’t forget Barraza in the Mexican front . Also the small but significant Moroccan characters (unfortunately I don’t know the names of those actors!!) have delivered brilliant performances . Having said it all , is there any let downs??? Alas it’s there !! Gael Garcia Bernal is totally wasted !! He suddenly disappears &amp;amp; never comes back again . It was the weakest point in an otherwise flawless story . Anyone who’s seen Motorcycle Diaries , must’ve expected more of this actor .&lt;br /&gt;As far as direction is concerned , I can only say that a lesser director would’ve made a mess of such a plot !! But Inarritu pulls it off . He also completes his trilogy of death with this one (Amores Perros , 21 Grams &amp;amp; Babel) . But I would definitely like him to make three more !! Also worth mentioning is Guillermo Arriaga’s writing . He has also written the previous ones &amp;amp; he is actually the brain behind these beautifully messy plots . Cinematography is first rate , specially the shots in Moroccan terrains are a visual treat . But what I liked most is the music by Gustavo Santaolalla . It is haunting &amp;amp; soul enriching at the same time . Also the music keeps changing according to the locations .&lt;br /&gt;In All I can say is that it is worth the money you are going to pay for it . So , don’t hesitate , go for it…..&amp;amp; “If You Want to be Understood...Listen….”</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/3224087682351645048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3224087682351645048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3224087682351645048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/01/couple-of-years-ago-when-maniratnams.html' title='Babel'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-3047117744277212674</id><published>2007-01-19T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T03:14:51.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom 2???</title><content type='html'>I normally never watch Yashraj movies . But that day I had  nothing better to do &amp; favourable   reviews everywhere gave me faint hope that it might be an exception . So  I stepped into the multiplex with a bit of hope &amp; a lot of skepticism . And  unfortunately my worst fears came true !!!&lt;br /&gt;  The movie starts well with slick stunts like so many  we’ve seen in the past . The starting  sequence in Africa is decent if not great . But like all other “Bollywood  trying to ape MI2” movies , it also loses steam after half an hour . The film  revolves around the international thief played by Hrithik &amp; the cops after  him i.e Abhishek &amp;amp; Uday as expected . The good looking thief is entertains  us with innovative &amp; hi-tech exploits &amp;amp; repeatedly fools the cops  (though a sense of déjà vu is bound to occur) . He meets one small time (but  suave &amp; stunning) thief i.e Ash &amp;amp; takes her with him too . On the other  hand there is Bips as the sexy lady cop who joins the original Dhoom duo . The  trendy &amp; funky thief finally runs away to Brazil for his next mission along  with Ash . The cops follow &amp;amp; finally gets him . There is a little bit of  twist here in the story which I don’t want to reveal for the sake of those who  are planning to watch it . Anyway the film ends in a positive note for the  baddie unlike D1 . Uday also gets his girl finally in Bips (not the cop but her  twin!!!) .&lt;br /&gt;  The worst aspect of this movie is the wafer thin storyline .  It is so predictable that towards the end it becomes extremely boring . The  climax is unforgivably lame . Though there is a twist at the end , it is not  believable . The problem with such movies is that they start firing in all  cylinders at the beginning like their Hollywood counterparts but then give to  mushy romance , boring song &amp; dance sequences &amp;amp; pedestrian comedy to  appease popular sentiments (But there is no denying the fact that it sells  …specially in India!!) .&lt;br /&gt;  Sanjay Gadvi’s direction is average . Pritam’s Music is  lackluster (no Tata young this time!!) . Cinematography , visual effects &amp;  other technical aspects are decent for such kind of a movie . Coming to  performances , I don’t really want to bash anyone , they have done a decent job  . It’s the plot that lets them down . Uday Chopra’s comedy &amp;amp; Aishwarya’s  “Hinglish” sometimes become irritating though . Hrithk looks great as usual  &amp; I think it has helped the movie to get a lot of female audience .&lt;br /&gt;  So , at the end , I would like to say that go for it if you  liked earlier films like Dhoom &amp;amp; Dus . It falls in the same category . High  style quotient , less substance &amp;amp; if you think it is a hardcore action  movie , you’ll be disappointed again !! Action sequences are good , but not  adequate enough !! Even original Dhoom had more action to satisfy real action  buffs .</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/3047117744277212674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3047117744277212674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/3047117744277212674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/01/doom-2.html' title='Doom 2???'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-115762903105546364</id><published>2006-09-07T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:07:02.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot; class=&quot;MsoBodyText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;I have nothing to write actually . Still I am writing because I have nothing better to do . I don’t even have flies to kill, contrary to the popular belief here(it is a popular saying in my native place that people kill houseflies when they have nothing else to do). Though my eccentric monitor is threatening to spoil the party (it keeps becoming blurry time and again and then I have to restart it !) still I must confess that I am having a good time right now . The scheduled class(part of my office training) was postponed and so at the moment I am totally free . Another reason for writing this one is that it’s been more than a month since I posted last in this blog (I posted in some other blogs though) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;The weather in Bangalore also seems to be as moody as the monitor . It was raining some times ago . Now the sun is shining brightly . It reminds me of my capricious roommate who for some unexplainable reasons changed our newspaper from TOI to Deccan Herald , thus denying me my daily crosswords and the sizzling photographs of Ban galore Times . The problem is that he is the earliest riser in the room and he is the only person who gets to meet the news paper guy every morning .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Well I can see that as I am progressing a pattern is being developed in this aimless gibberish . The moody monitor reminded me of the weather and the roommate . But now I am tending to deviate . I actually wanted to write about my starvation for quizzes . I still solve those online quizzes but I am really missing those real time quizzes of my college . To be fair it is the only thing I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;miss as far as my college life is concerned . By the way this “moody” stuff is not leaving me . Because now one more mercurial personality has come to mind . Quizzing scene in our college revolved around the annual mega quiz in our techfest .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;It was conducted every time by the mercurial Parnab Mukherjee .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Now this person is undoubtedly the most controversial quiz master in India . There will be a lot of quizzers and other quiz masters who would love to hate him . But what I must confess is that he is the most unpredictable and dramatic of all the quiz master I have seen . He used to be the biggest crowd puller in the techfest . A quiz master of the masses . Controversy always attract people . Perhaps that is why he occasionally came up with controversial information like the one about Big B’s first movie (hard core quizzers will know what I am talking about) . He also made the atmosphere charged by occasional satirical outbursts against the ones he hated . Those unfortunate ones included other quiz masters , reigning stars like SRK etc. and also the newspaper Times of India . People always clapped at his remarks , no matter whatever they said at his back . Whatever it is , I enjoyed a lot during those times .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Anyway I can only ruminate those memories now ! Euphoria has turned into nostalgia . Also all my earlier partners are settled in different places . So the web is the only tool for us now . And as I am finishing off , my leisure time is also coming to an end and I am all set to do some real “work” in true sense .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/115762903105546364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/115762903105546364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/115762903105546364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-nothing-to-write-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28486318.post-115479846577005952</id><published>2006-08-05T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T10:21:05.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams …..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sometimes I feel an urge to get lost in the wilderness . I just feel like giving up this ‘good for nothing’ life . Though I can’t actually do it but I dream of such places very often . Perhaps my subconscious mind just tries to provide me some solace while I am asleep . &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; In the dreams I find myself in the midst of vast empty terrains without any trace of other human beings . I can only see barren expanses touching the sky in the horizon . But I never see the Sun . I always see the azure sky with the Sun covered with white clouds and the golden hue spreading all over . Sometimes I also see the entire sky covered with thick dark clouds and the wind blowing violently and hitting me at my face . Human beings or anything man made never intrude my mindscape during such occasions&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;. Such ethereal imagery&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gives me an immense sense of ecstasy which I never get when I am fully awake and dealing with the tangible world . &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I have always been fascinated by clouds and rains . Even hailstorms act like aphrodisiac for me . That is why such things appear in my dreams so frequently . Also occasional solitude is a good way to regroup and introspect . That is why I&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;find myself in wilderness . But sometimes the urge to escape to the dreamland in reality becomes insatiable and yet unachievable .&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It actually gives me immense pain and the phantasmagoria ends with the Sun tearing apart the clouds and scorching my face , which turns out to be a reality when I open my eyes and find out that it is already morning . &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; My escapism leads me to nowhere &amp; only the last part of the dreams remind me of the reality and the unavoidability of it . Dreams remain dreams and I get back to the day to day labyrinth of hope, effort and failure . So I wait for the night to undertake another utopian escape to the dreamland .&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28486318/115479846577005952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/115479846577005952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28486318/posts/default/115479846577005952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somnificsoliloquy.blogspot.com/2006/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams …..'/><author><name>quetzalcoatl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12599770543239183123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzN-g-3ev-kyCtmIPH6ZoXtukyzQ46bxIWwar2_dmfGSGjmar-hkOe4AiPmvrYh7EJwe8pK92Rpvu7oO8SWxwSZRcI-6ZVZuovVsEj-2FmiRITLjRREiKcAhcOYg4/s220/DSC_0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>