Friday, July 29, 2011


i feel like im transported back 6 years. Nothing changes, maybe a few additions to the bullshit bingo. ( nfc, cloud, mobility..) others remain the same.. Alignment, value proposition, bla bla bla.. There's a strange sense of deja vu, the same amusement, and wonder, at how money can motivate anyone to blabber so much, for so long , and with so little meaning.. Gah  i must be missing some essential corporate gene..

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Harry Potter and the deathly hallows part 2 - David Yates

Okish watch, better than the last very very lame one, so thats not saying much. But overall, unless you're a fan of the whole saga ( and I know almost everyone is), these movies really can be avoided.

I haven't followed the story, haven't read the books, and seen few of the movies perhaps not even in the correct order. My feelings about the movies, are based strictly on how someone with a barely nodding acquintance with the whole setup, would see it. Comparisons with LOTR are perhaps inevitable, specially for someone like me who isn't following the story carefully.  A cursory glace at a scene can really make you which of the two you're watching. As far as I'm concerned, both the sets of sagas were pretty much useless, things you kept up with, just because everyone else did.

As I've said before, the fantasy genre isn't something I like much, so never got around to the books, which I've heard are much better. Lets see, maybe some day, i'll pick them up. I did plod through LOTR trilogyand was pretty much disappointed, so much detailing of an alternate reality, and for what?

My take - avoid. I know its wasted advice, but still..

Thursday, July 14, 2011

The Best Years of our lives - William Wyler

Decent watch.

Its a very old 1946 movie, set in the US as 3 soldiers return home after the war, and the changes that have happened since. Its not easy to adjust back, after the best years of your life are gone, and you have a changed family and economy to come back to.

Its not easy to relate to the movie, the war being long gone. However as a movie goes, its decent, keeps the plot moving, doesn't get mawkish, and even all these years later, it keeps you engrossed.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Theories and questions

Overheard a discussion among some 'grown ups', in which I happened to be a bystander.

Someone had been fighting cancer, and two of her friends, were telling her the theory of 'why i got cancer'. Its actually caused by all the resentments you carry around in life. And while one of the friends was relatively circumspect in advancing this theory too strongly, and acknowledged that it was, after all, just one possible theory, the other one was quite certain. Oh yes, its all the resentment, thats what gets converted to cancer. Full stop, end of discussion.

Considering how complex the human mind and human body is, even if there was a link between the resentment and cancer, surely one would be a bit more careful, before paraphrasing it like that? I mean there's the question of correlation and causality to ponder over. There's the butterfly effect to contend with. There are of course ( as the saner of the two ladies acknowledged) , the question of 3 month old babies. So many things to ponder, and yet the 60 plus lady was not only quite convinced, but determined to tell her cancer patient friend as well , how it was all the resentment.

I was bemused, and somewhat amused to say the least.

Couldn't help wondering, why do we get so stuck with our theories, views, opinions, etc etc? I've been trying over the past few years to loosen up myself, question more things, myself included. Its yielded interesting results at times. Its hard work of course, acknowledging that there can be many truths, and sometimes you have to make your own experiments with truth.

I wonder if the quite-convinced-on-cancer-cause lady will ever learn to doubt.. or perhaps she's privy to a source of truth that I'm not aware of .. who knows!

Thursday, July 07, 2011

..for the things they now knew

I'd read the interpreter of maladies a long time back, and it hadn't left much of an impact.

However there was one story in it, which didn't fade from memory like the others. One, whose last line remain etched, which wouldn't go away.

It was a story of a couple as they drift apart, following a loss. You can see the signs of the dying relationship as you flip the pages, and finally as a last nail in the coffin, the couple tell each other things, seemingly little things, which they'd withheld while they had still loved each other.

The last line of the story, which I was reminded of yesterday..

.. They wept together, for the things they now knew.

Knowledge is a funny thing, and so is memory. When you string together memory and knowledge, sometimes you're left rather surprised.

Sunday, July 03, 2011

Fated to love - Qaisra Shahraz

Teeters close to being a pakistani Mills and boon. Minus all the hot bits we used to ear mark , back in school.

Can't say I really liked it, although I finished it off, even with a generous amount of fast forwarding of paragraphs.

There's a certain brand of novels, targetted at us women, with these mythical stories of 'love' and the kind of men who don't exist, and populated with the sort of conversations that don't happen in real life. Maybe its a sort of wish fulfillment, a part of you knows this isn't real life, and no matter how badly written the books are, you read them anyway, chasing rainbows.

At least thats the only explanation i can think of, for why these kind of books sell. I was never very good at chasing those rainbows, choosing instead to hold out reality like a shield, against any kind of dreaming. But its funny to read the novel even more, when you set it in rural pakistan, add the general patriarchy, and the outdated triple talaq nonsense, and a feminism struggling to make sense of it all.  ( was about to write outdated religion, but then perhaps its unfair to blame a religion that tried so hard to revolutionise its times, thats stuck with a bunch of morons promoting it, as if its written in stone)

Not much of a read overall unfortunately...

Saturday, July 02, 2011

Delhi Belly - Abhijay Deo

It was thoroughly enjoyed. Can't remember when I've laughed so much in a movie.

Three bachelors living together, get caught up in a bit of a mess. One of them has a fiancee, who's promised to deliver a package for someone, little knowing that it packs a punch. There's not a lot to the story. Just a host of black comedy characters, ranging from the landlord, the art directory bong boss, the gangster and his flunkies they run into, the madcap husband of another lady, and many many characters with a screen times of just a min or two, each one delivering precision and perfection in their comic timing.

The music matches the mood of the movie perfectly, and is quite apt with all its play on the cuss words. Its certainly a black comedy, as black as they come, with some pretty grossed out and gory scenes, but so well put together and directed, that you just can't stop laughing. All the more commendable, since the movie keeps that one single thread going for its entirety, there are no breaks for any tender moments, no relief at all from its pace, tone and tenor - which is fast, dark and slapstick. I guess it has plot, and script going for it, ( something say a Shaitan, was sorely lacking)

A final word of caution - I guess this genre will certainly not appeal to most aunty ji's and uncle ji's, not to mention its no movie for children. Ensure that you like the tarantinoesque genre before opting in!