Sunday, May 09, 2010

Basic Instinct


It has been a disillusioning week on the street. Everyone is using the word 'deja-vu'. WSJ had this article about the week that erased 2010 gains in stocks.

And this was the photo of a wild unleashed bear...

Again, I was reminded of a scene from the same movie, WSJ reminded me of sometime back. Watch the video here.





Found it a strange coincidence.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

The writing on the wall read...

"....See for yourself how natural beauty, history, strategic location and plenty of forward thinking people offer a balanced lifestyle and sense of place...."

(from a sign at the Poughkeepsie Waterfront, just by the side of the Poughkeepsie bridge)

Friday, April 02, 2010

Truth #42



".....If Tom had learnt anything, it was that you cant ascribe cosmic significance to an earthly event. It is a coincidence. Thats all anything ever is. Coincidence. Nothing more. Tom had finally learned that there is no such thing as miracles. There is no such thing as fate. Nothing is meant to be. He knew. He was sure of it now..."

Saturday, March 13, 2010

"Nell aadiya nilam engey ? "

I came across this depressing photo on Wall St Journal a couple of days back...


This shows the principal of one of the schools slated to close in Kansas looking over his school's corridor. Find the full article here.

This immediately reminded of this :

You can find the video here.

Photos like this are pretty depressing ...

Sunday, March 07, 2010

New York City Subway Stations to the rescue...

I am no metaphysics expert but I do believe that problems that trouble us the most seem unbeatable because we fail to give ourselves lesser importance than we deserve. I do not want to generalize. So let me speak about myself.

It is only when I give myself, my feelings, my ego and my problems more importance than they actually merit that things seem to go out of control. What is required for me in those intense moments of desperation to feel better is an external force that makes me wriggle out of myself. Something that makes me feel a little smaller, An external point of observation of my true self and my problems. It is at those inexplicably frustrating moments that a New York City subway station* comes to an unexpected rescue.

What I am going to narrate has happened may be 5 times or lesser in my 500+ commutes in Subway. So you need to be lucky to experience this. In some stations we have more than one train proceeding in the same direction sharing a common platform. Some of these stations also have a low ceiling. 

Suppose we do get out of the train in one of these stations and it so happens that there is a train that has come to a stop in the other track that shares the same platform. Assume now that both these trains start moving at the same time and also assume you are near the front end of the platform. That implies you ll be between the two trains for a considerable period of time as they accelerate on either side.

If this phenomenon happens when you are sick with misery - unnecessary and uncalled for misery, it is like God is looking right at you to make you feel better. As the trains speed by, and you see yourself caught between two massive steel bodies speeding besides you, there is a very good chance that you feel a little better. At least I feel better. I realized that it is because the trains make me feel I am a little too insignificant to brood so much over something that is happening to me. I feel small. ! Yes, that is the external force I needed. 

The problems melt away in front of my eyes for those 15 seconds. Once the trains leave the platform I start thinking about how I did feel a little better in the previous 15 seconds. That sets my mood for the rest of the day.

Anyone reading this should experience being caught in a low ceiling subway station, where a single platform is shared by two trains proceeding in the same direction. It is a wonderful feeling, even if your mind does not put you at the center of the universe when you analyze or try to battle your problems. 

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*(One such subway station that fits the description is the 47-50th Street Rockerfeller Center Station. Take the B,D,F,V and get off here. If you are lucky you may see it happen.)

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Aayirathil Oruvan - (only) an attempt to be 1 in a 1000 movie...

Before you read: I believe that the best movie till date from Selvaraghavan is Pudhupettai and I m a biased fan of that movie and the movie-maker

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The first thought that came to my mind after watching AO : How legitimate an excuse is it to blame perseverance in overcoming the hardships of movie making for tarnishing consistency in story-telling ? I could think of nothing else to explain why a film-maker with a gift for narration came out with as confused an attempt as the second half of AO. Also, I would only reservedly appreciate the first half because that kind of a B and C-audience oriented effort is something that seems to have come naturally to Selvaraghvan in his previous movies. It was interesting. I enjoyed it(yeah, even the B&C-audience attracting part) but the first half was not worth appreciating. The explicit sexual tones in any of Selvaraghavan's movies seems to be the prime mover of the first half of AO as well.


The story of AO unlike what many say is definitely a simple one - A team of archaelogists trying to uncover the truths about a lost civilization cross intentional obstacles left behind by the same civilization. After succeeding in their efforts they end up actually meeting inhabitiants of the same group living an impoverised & famished lifestyle. What happens from there is the rest of the film. The story however cannot definitely be understood on a minute-by-minute basis (definitely not in the second half) and that is more because of the numerous inconistencies it is riddled with than because of the complexity of the plot itself(as the director has claimed). The one aspect that the film-maker seems to have forgotten is that logic has to be present even in a fantasy or supernatural thriller. It is okay if laws of physics are not obeyed but it is not okay if there are no clear boundaries for when the same laws will or will-not work. That is where Selvaraghavan needs to learn from movies such as Avatar. Cameron, for instance, creates a world of fantasy with its own fallacies which are internally consistent.(The lushness and the electrical grid prevent radar screening of unobtanium mines. However, Na'vis can be killed by humans and their bullets.) In simpler terms - any particular law is either bent or not bent. It cannot be like in AO where ancestors can be summoned to question Muthu's integrity but would not be sought for help when it comes to questioning Anitha Pandian's true identity. It is at such points that the movie gets a little frustrating. You pretty much end up feeling the same struggle the director overcame to make a movie of this size rather than appreciating the struggle.


The subtle comedy track blended very well with the natural pace of the screenplay and makes sure the first half never gets boring. Even in the second half certain curious phrases such as "Linga Darisanam" had the entire theatre in splits. The graphic imagery in the movie lives up to usual Selvaraghavan standards. Scenes such as - Squeezing blood out of the breast to explain the poverty struck society and the ruthless tribals that behead Muthu's friends leaving their torsos pump blood out like a fountain had a huge impact on me.


Karthi has done a wonderful job in bringing out his character. His spontaneity and confidence is a clear plus for the entire length of the film. Andrea looks cute and charming but has nothing much to do for anyone to critic her acting skills. Reema Sen looks more sexy than she usually does, but I feel she is one of the worst choices for such a powerful character. The director says he chose her for her curiosly unreadable face. I agree. Her facial expressions were blunt and most of the times plain annoying. Shouldnt Selva not have chosen someone with the ability to speak tamil (let alone 12th century tamil) ? This is one among the many such questions that trouble you even as you walk back from the theatre amazed at the stunning battle sequence. Parthiban's acting seems to have a superficial touch to it. He is not good at pulling off a character which demands charisma and majesty despite poverty - his act comes out as crass. You can see his talent however in scenes where his role demands the potrayal of semi-barbaric aspects of a primitive king.


Camera has been handled splendidly by Rajiv and the director owes him big for the chase scenes in the forest and lighting in the battle scenes. GV Prakash's background score is scintillating - particularly the theme music and it blends well with the period-film aspect of the movie. ('Un mela aasadhan' is still open as a tab in my explorer window as I type this.). Art director has come up with sets that closely resemble what one can dream of when he thinks about 12th century south indian architecture - a very commendable effort. Vairamuthu's lyrics are 12th century antic precious verses I would say. "Eerukatta ethirmarai perecham, ariveeero ?" - had me extremely impressed.


It is one thing to be bold and daring to take up a dream project of this magnitude. It is another to make it a relishable and coherent film. For the biased fan of Selva that I am, I would still blame all the imperfections in the movie to have stemmed from the consistent troubles and delays the team faced - such an extenuating shoot would naturally shake up the mental make of the film-maker. Despite its flaws AO is definitely a treat to watch and I strongly recommend watching it.


BottomLine: An extremely ambitious director's confused yet daring attempt.


Rating 4.3/5 (Pudhupettai ranks 4.9/5 btw...)