Franchises

Movies, Cinema, Muck (And a Couple of Non Sequiturs)

Exhibit A: Chintuji. Had heard so many poltroons going gaga about how nice, how sweet, how cutesy it was. Well, the darned thing IS sweet. The only problem is that it is so bloody sweet it almost reaches saccharin overdose levels. Methinks the director was probably aiming for a good old fashioned Hrishikesh Mukherjee-Basu Chatterjee feel. And given the times we live in, he was probably obligated to throw in a song-and-dance routine as well. But the poor chap overshot it. By a helluva long way. Muck

Exhibit B: Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. How does someone, who made such a bloody decent movie the first time round, so totally screw up the sequel?? Transformers has got to be the worst sequel I have seen. Ever. I know Bay ain’t exactly the cat’s pajamas when it comes to cinematic derring-do, but this has to be pretty special, even by his not-so-exacting standards. Or maybe, it was just Megan Fox which distracted the poor man. Utter muck.

Non Sequitur 1: Caught snatches from a trailer of a Chetan Bhagat interview on CNBC a few days back. The man was mouthing lines like “Chetan Bhagat knows what he wants”, “Bollywood shall work for Chetan Bhagat, not the other way around”. Not only does he churn out you-know-what, but he also speaks in third-person. Cult

Non Sequitur 2: MNS activists have declared war on Wake up Sid. Apparently, the movie refers to Mumbai as Bombay. Cult-er.

Non Sequitur 3: Roman Polanski raped a 13 year old. But that’s alright. ‘Coz he directed The Pianist and Chinatown, you know. (%$@#@, some more dosh here)

Non Sequitur 4: Phul Singh v. State of Haryana, AIR 1980 SC 248. Per, Krishna Iyer, J.

“A philanderer of 22, appellant Phul Singh, overpowered by sex stress in excess, hoisted himself into his cousin’s house next door, and in broad day-light, overpowered the temptingly lonely prosecutrix of twenty four, Pushpa, raped her in hurried heat and made an urgent exit having fulfilled his erotic sortie.”

(Some more extracts from the same order here.) Cult-est.

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X-Men, New Empire and CCD

This post comes at point where I am almost on the verge of taking a complete sabbatical from this blogging business. For somebody who is laziness personified, u’ve no idea how tedious the idea of a regular routine is. Neways, I tend to work best under compulsion or when there ain’t ne option left and I do feel adequately compelled to compose a post now, so I’ll zip up and get on with whatever I have to say.

Saw X-Men 3 today. By far, the most glorious special effects newhere in the trilogy. Watch it, if for nothing else, for the sheer number of mutants and the kind of powers they have. Might sound like an adoloscent comic nut, but can’t help it, the darned flick is visually so overpowering and the graphics have been so stunningly rendered I can’t help gushing. However, its way too short for my liking, and sometimes it does seem that Mr. Director was in somewhat of a hurry to wrap up the scenes

Secondly, wherever you go, dont venture newhere near New Empire. I went to a movie-hall (as compared to a multiplex) after sumthing like 5 yrs or so, and it was like entering a time-warp. The damn place hasn’t changed a bit. Same rickety chairs, same shoddy air-conditioning, same poor picture quality……..what the hell, you get the point. Go to Inox or Fame where atleast u’ll be able to enjoy the movie for whatever its worth with a far better audience for company (Man, at dis place whenever Wolverine and gang were bashing up Magneto & Co. it was just like being at a friggin India-Pak match)

P.S. Whenever you go to CCD and place an order for sumthin to drink and the nice waiter asks you whether you want cream, ice cream and all, REMEMBER, the bugger isn’t being nice, he’s gonna charge u for it