Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Rann Gopal Varma, RUN!

Before you scratch your head thinking why such a title for a movie maker as maverick as Ram Gopal Varma, i'd say quit.
Quit believing that one day everything is going to be fine as much i'd say this to Bollywood:
Quit trying to portray the scum that exists in our political system.
Quit using cinemas as the medium, which could bring reforms to the corporate world and ease the rotten war between the wealthy industrialists.
Quit giving away idealistic thoughts to the 'junta' who hardly cares now.
Quit the cliche. Quit the stereotypes. Just quit quit quit and SHUT UP!
Ready to rip me apart, flay me alive and dump my ashes in the gutter?
Well...did i manage to spurt goose bumps and instil patriotism in you? If yes, then i have hit the bulls eye -- ever heard of reverse psychology?
May be our film makers should now try making a movie like that with a touch of sarcasm-- of a different genre. It would then make more sense for celebrities to justify the " I am going through the script and i think its going to be a different film" comment they give the press.
One plea -- let it last, don't let the negativity ride you for long. Bring the optimism back on, but things happen only if you work towards it, NOT by believing in it alone.
Don't go by these movies and give up. If they say -- everything's not as rosy as you think. I would say -- nothing is as clumsy as you see.
Okay, i have digressed a lot from the review i wanted to give.
So this is a movie about the current state of affairs of our political system, industrial fiefdom and the so-called omniscient and omnipresent MEDIA.
The plot is promising, but both Ram and Rann fail to deliver.
The portrayal of characters are strong but none has given any striking performance that would go down the memory lane, expect Mr. Bachchan who i am told gave the final speech in the movie in one shot. Clap!
The potential of Gul Panag -- a brilliant actress -- was totally wasted in the movie. She was given lame dialogues, which had no defects yes of course or EFFECTS.
Neetu Chandra, famous/notorious (will let you decide that) for her must-show cleave attitude, had no part to play either, except that last cry of loss and solitude.
Riteish Deshmukh -- i believe this lad can act, but in a film as cut-throat as this, he was taken for a different purpose, which is anybody's guess. Am sure his father is a proud man post Rann.
Sudeep is the only one who has room to showcase his acting skills and to stand tall. He manages to stand tall -- literally, but he turns out to be a disaster with the thick South Indian accent and the zippo lighter, which drew more attention than his character.
Amitabh Bachchan -- He must be used to playing the ethical and most righteous father, who deals with the mirth and the filth of the doings of his son. I'll keep it short. It was a job well done by Mr. B again.
And i sum it up this way-- watch it only if you know nothing about what's going on in the country.
The bloggers and documentaries tell better tales.
I honestly think it was another effort busted! The movie is not doing well at the box office either.
Here's my verdict: You rather run than watch Rann.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

One for the bored!

I am out from my hibernation with a shocker! Guess what?

When I figured 2 in every 5 youngsters in a sampling of 50 people didn’t know who the president of India was, I lost my will to learn.

On the contrary, most of them were spontaneous with their answers when asked who the president of the United States was.

I don’t want to jump into any dexterous conclusion here, but it was an eye opener more than an embarrassment for many!

It is not always possible to live an arrogant, ignorant life although I know at least one person whose dream is to lead such an existence.

Who cares about who the president is as long as I get to do what I want?

What do we get if we know who the president is? Croons a friend—my salary remains the same, perks (that keeps varying from time to time) remain the same and my job remains the same.

Some IT guys call it the SSDD (same shit different day) syndrome.

It all boils down to perceptions again.

Ha! So what is it that interests these youngsters? Some mindless bantering of VJs, RJs and the likes; head-thumping in the name of music, bitching and bad-mouthing on the pretext of survival? Well. I think most of 'dis' credit goes to the reality TV shows.

I don’t want to sound like a grandma here and gross myself out with the excessive usage of the term “youngster”. Pardon me, but that was not what I intended to do with this blog that comes after eons.

On a different foot, that awol from the bloggers league was indispensable.

I had a very eventful 2009 – from snapping ties with misunderstood friends, being overtly pessimistic about my love and life to making way for some great new friends and getting back to living life the way I want!

“The way I want” is pertinent as long as one knows what she wants. I am assuming most of you know what you want.

Whatever! Do you see the shadows of arrogance erupting out of me now? That’s exactly what I mean by I belong here, to the same so-called ignorant clan.

So what do we do when we see scores of stupidity thrown at us? Ignore.

As long as that doesn’t affect me and anything or anyone close to my bandwagon it’s alright.

But what happens when we are exposed to a social transgression? Do we still ignore and move on? Now that’s something which we can ponder upon being the present voice of the nation.

It really doesn’t matter if you don’t know who the president of your country is, but it would be great if you took interest in the greater things that life and your country throws at you. I better stop before I sound like a public interest ad campaign.

I am sure this blog made the least sense to many, but it doesn’t matter.

If people can put a random color as their status message on the most sought after social networking site in the name of some “fun” awareness campaign – the most bizarre one at that, I am sure I won’t be castigated or asked to testify for writing such a kooky article.

It’s a democracy, guys. There is freedom of speech and expression – CLICHÉ!

I like some drama in whatever I do. On that note:

All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances,

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages.

-- William Shakespeare

Tweak it as how you would like it. This is what i did:

All the world's a stage,

Life’s a big drama.

We are all artists.

When everyone’s playing their part so well, why should I be left behind?

I strive for excellence and that’s why I would like to remain the DRAMA QUEEN.