Theatre: The Delivery Man (2013)

I am, and I have been for as far as I can remember, a movie buff. In fact, my mother used to take me to theatre as a toddler ( she tells me the stories of movies she saw holding me in her lap ) – couldn’t have missed out on the fun just because she had a baby afterall Winking smile So, yes… I have been thoroughly trained, and bred, to love movies. A lot of us see movies as commodities to be consumed for entertainment. We watch the movie, and move on to do other things in life, which are all seemingly much more important, and serious.

Not me.

I watch a movie, and a week later, you will find me hungover ( of course, the movie has to be a little tolerable. I still dread The Requiem for a dream ). To me, it is art waiting to be experienced and assimilated. Probably the next best thing to books ( which are not constrained by the vision of director and scriptwriter ). But in spite of all its limitations, movies are what keeps me ticking in the best, and the worst, of times. Almost everywhere I have been to, every city, I have made sure to watch a movie there. At least. It is almost like visiting a church or temple, if you please.

On second thoughts, it is exactly like visiting a church or temple.

Moving on, I have come to think that because of the things I have gotten myself into ( and this is going to stay ), it gets difficult to talk about my personal and professional life. So, why not pen down what I feel about the movies I come to see- what I liked or didn’t like. Seems like a good idea, at least at the moment.

So here we go.

I watched this movie quite some time back, and considered as one of the few movies in Hollywood inspired from a Bollywood flick- it is not bad. In fact, it adds so many layers to the original Hindi movie.

An affable underachiever finds out he’s fathered 533 children through anonymous donations to a fertility clinic 20 years ago. Now he must decide whether or not to come forward when 142 of them file a lawsuit to reveal his identity.

I quite like the lead actor ( have seen him in a lot of comedy movies ). He is energetic, loud and speaks dialogues in one single push. I like that because, maybe, I speak like that as well Winking smile But that apart, the way he evolves in the movie from a reckless and beaten down person to someone who owns upto the reality that has come to be… it is incredible. He might not show a lot of emotions, but he does make the point very well.

I do not intend to write a professional movie review here: for that, I need to be paid Smile with tongue out ( have done that back in college days ). But if you can, do check the movie out.

PS: there was this song as part of OST, which I absolutely love

Classics

is the adjective we use for something we don’t mind going back to over and over. Like Atlas Shrugged, Gulaab Jamun, The lord of the rings movie series or even that street where you spent so much time as a kid. Classic, and others know how fond of it you already are.

Of course, for some classic might be Shakespeare, while mine would be Dostoyevsky or Lenin. A lot depends on the kind of person you grew up to be ( or, are still coming to be Winking smile ) and the kind of stuff you surrounded yourself with. Or, it surrounded you- for no fault of yours Open-mouthed smile. Either way, it ends up shaping you in a particular way, which is how the nature-vs-nurture debate starts off. But that apart, are there some universal  classics, which most, if not all, would agree to?

I wonder.

Anyway… so, here I am.

PS- sometimes, it is better to leave some questions unanswered… like why should I get married or Who is John Gault Smile with tongue out

Such times

There are times we feel down. We face hardships, endure bad times and we move on. This happens on its own and there is nothing much one can do about it -other than waiting for the next olive branch maybe.

But there are phases, as I have come to know, which are nothing short of … long nights. There is nothing…absolutely nothing… going the way I expect it to, these days. It all started only a couple of months back, but with every passing day, it only seems to get worse. It  is understandable to have some bad event which does not resolve itself for quite sometime, but to find problems in the most trusted frontiers: that has to be the first. If that was not enough, all three of my family members ( parents and my brother ) are having a similar time as well.

It is unprecedented, especially when the astrologer said ” you are going to have a good time from the second half of this year”- not that I trusted him, but this is just off the charts.

Finding motivation is not easy for me. Reason being, it is mostly me who is motivating people around me and can not possibly “look” vulnerable. Tough luck being tough😉

But like all things, am sure this is pass. Till then, I can only hope to endure this… with grace.

Please, don’t “share”

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This picture triggered a barrage of thoughts, not for the first time though. The emergence of social networking sites and internet boom has given voice to… lets say, almost everyone who wants to speak. They speak and speak like there is no tomorrow – which is a good thing. But when you contradict them, or worse, speak your contrary point of view in your space all hell breaks lose.

Trolls.

That a apart, there is something else which has been worrying me for quite some time. Most of us play this avoidable role of awareness angels. I mean they will share and tweet and what not, the information which they think others should be aware of. A noble gesture indeed. What troubles me is the fact that it is all they do.  Share. They don’t either read the article or hold an informed point of view on the subject they want to play messengers for. And since we are a society aping each other ( going viral, so to speak ),  almost everyone just shares and doesn’t read. A book released by longtime critic of our Prime Minister was released on Amazon and within minutes, 21 people had given negative reviews ( unverified, of course )!

Yes, I shared stuff in public interest ( the proverbial ‘janhit mein jaari’ in Hindi ) sometime back and can’t claim to be any better. But I rather accept being idiot and change that rather than deny and let somebody call that tomorrow.😉