An interesting thriller that you do not want to miss
You could be tight on budget, low on resources, but content will always remain king.
About 25 minutes to warm up, this engaging thriller keeps you guessing till the end.
NO violence, no gore, no blood shed, no action sequence, and the criminal and the detective are one and the same!!!.
Wish they had a budget and they could afford an actor like Karthi!!!
Essential Conversations needed in a democracy
Anubhav Sinha seems to be born again, as a film maker, after his important 'Mulk'.
I went about 20-30 minutes late. Anubhav's craft seems to have improved by leaps and bounds. As I took my seat, the camera seems to be moving in a suspension of mist towards two young girls, hanging from under a tree, against the vast expansiveness of the fields, with silent villagers and a stunned audience, cliched as it may sound, in a pall of gloom. The framing was so beautiful, that the sadness seemed to be drowned by the beauty of that shot. In a few shots later, as the father's collects the body, they return back to cremate on the banks of a river, against the backdrop of a melancholic elegy or dirge or an "Oppari"(In Tamil) or whatever you may call. The lament doused in its rusticity caresses your soul and seeks to squeeze it.
So much for Anubhav's craft. Most of the movie is about Anubhav's heart.
Not sure if there is anything new about it. But these are essential conversations that are needed in a democracy.
The Caste divide in big Indian cities, seems to be certainly on the wane. However the caste divide in villages still exists. Should we bothered about it in the cities, Yes, I guess. Does it affect us? Most certainly, yes.
I guess it is important for the city bred youngsters to recognize the impact of the caste-divide in the villages. There are states which not only not create wealth, contribute to migrant labourer's, but also stake for equality in the name of democracy, by virtue of the seats that contribute to the election of our government.
If people can be killed, for claiming an increase of Rs. 3/- per day in wages, we can easily understand why people like to migrate. Migrant labourer's are most welcome, but there is a thin line between 'moving' and being 'displaced'.
There were a few painters, from the eastern part of UP, a few years ago, who did such a fantastic job of painting our house, discuss how it was so peaceful to live in Chennai, without fear.
Article 15 is from the heart and and a clarion call for, EQUALITY, an aspiration that all human's clamor for.
PS:
We are thankful to UP for all the Prime Ministers that they have given to this country, it is time for UP, to search its conscience and seriously see how they contribute to the overall well being of this country.
The Quizzical eyes of 'Forky'
'Forky' to me represents the most adorable toy conjured by Pixar. Take a fork and fit it with two eyes devoid of symmetry and allow those eyeballs to toggle within the boundaries of the eyes in innumerable directions. A lovable lip that seems to take any shape aligned with the movement of the eyeballs. An ice cream wooden spoon broken into two that enables a Chaplinesque walk and the coarse woolen thread that serves as those hands dangling in the middle of nowhere.
Forky sees itself as trash, devoid of self worth.
A slice of Forky's self worth as he flies out in search of becoming a part of the trash.
"I am not a toy. I was made for soup, salad, maybe chili, and then the trash"
Here is Woody's perspective as Forky questions as to why he is alive
"You’re Bonnie’s toy. You are going to help create happy memories that will last for the rest of her life."
Toy Story 4, can as well, pass of as a Kids story for all adults. A fascinating story of rejection, acceptance self worth, identity, loyalty, sacrifice, friendship, team effort and above all the miracle of our very existence.
If you stay long enough after the end credits start rolling in( not sure if remember the exact words), you could catch up with these pearls
We are trash
We are toys.
How are we alive?
No temptation...I could not resist replacing Toys with Humans... and think about the miracle of our existence.
A mandatory watch. Allow yourself to indulge into the sheer joy of creativity and savour the wisdom of the toys.
Sir,
To my mind there have been greater celebrities, when they passed away, I felt sad, but when a friend called up to inform me about your demise, I snapped and tears welled up in my eyes as spontaneously as your wit. I did not really understand why it happened, but it feels like you were a part of something that all of us cherish so much.
For a man who made us smile, laugh and bring extraordinary happiness, the grief that abounds us, is surreal. We soak in it to relish the happiness that you served us all these years.
Men may come and Men may go, But dear Sir, you and your brand of wit forever will be enshrined in our hearts.
Love.
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