Guest writer Achala Srivatsa writes about a classic…
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of course, i first heard about it on twitter. it started with all the talk of the m word. yes, masturbation. unbelievable, unheard of… literally a word never ever heard perhaps in the context of an indian film. what am i saying, a word never heard in the public space of the country… even at home, i mean really? that too, girls? right wing trolls went after swara bhaskar, also sonam kapoor, two of the lead actresses, both outspoken young…
when exactly was it that the word handsome connected to something that actually existed in my world? when did handsome begin to have meaning? when did it leap out of fairy tale, and settle on a real human being? surely it wasn’t when i was only nine? how terrible precocious. but as with children usually, there was no fudging, this was pure instinct. the man indeed was handsome. for almost fifty years now, i’ve not had any reason to change…
Before you start reading this, I would like to alert you that if you haven’t seen the movie yet and you plan to watch it, then please avoid reading this. I just might reveal the plot … or maybe not. ‘This is so grand!” That was what I kept thinking, as I watched the movie ‘Bahubali 2 – The Conclusion’, on the huge celluloid. But before I write on the second part of the Bahubali series, let me say something…
Zindagi badi honi chahiye, lambi nahin! A woman of substance, a symbol of bravery and an icon to look upto, Neerja was all this and much more. Director Ram Madhvani recreates the last day of this 23 year old wonderful soul, who was killed brutally by three hijackers who boarded the flight in Karachi, back in 1986. Neerja Bhanot was the head purser, who kept her cool, followed her duties diligently and saved the lives of over 300 passengers,…
it’s a beautiful film and i almost didn’t see it. of late, hindi films somehow don’t make contact. dangal took me down straight and left me a bit winded and giddily as well as deeply happy. deeply happy because of the girls. really, four little tornadoes or “syckalone” as the song says. giddily happy thanks to the ambush of emotions by some seriously good story telling, oh so missing in movies these days. the true story out of haryana where…
I always argue with myself about movies that are made with a connection to the World Wars, however remote a connection it may be. These automatically have enough ammunition to be both painful and powerful in equal measures. So, it is no wonder the movies leave a mark and are easy choice for Academy awards. Bridge of spies is no different. It does not show the world war, but is based on real events during the Cold War that followed, between America and Russia. Knowing…
i was seventeen when shatranj ke khiladi was released. it was satyajit ray’s first film in any language other than bengali, it had hindi film stars acting in it, even european actors, amitabh bachchan was the narrator. and the man who had played gabbar singh just two years before in the blockbuster superhit film sholay, was the legendary poet king of awadh: singer, dancer, thumri composer, who even dressed up as krishna and frolicked with his kathak dancing gopis. amjad…
A happy sigh.. a beating heart.. a rapid pulse.. glazed eyes.. .. sing out loud.. twirl all around.. watch dreams unfurl.. soar high on the magic dust dosed in love.. A list of my favourite animated dates.. 1.Beauty & The Beast – How not to fall in love when a mean, bad beast starts feeding twittering birds, and a captive girl starts blushing at his touch? To set the mood, is a curious chipped baby tea cup and a serenading steaming mommy tea pot. Hidden…
the woman was beautiful. her bearing was regal, almost aloof, her facial features fine and strong. my eyes fell on the splendid yet jaunty diamond choker on her long stately neck and i almost sighed, but what was that quiet in her eyes and that longing for something afar? i’d gone to see woman in gold without knowing anything about it, without reading reviews or hearing friends discuss. i am glad i did for that way there were no preconceived…