Yet another blog on a Bollywood flick. This time I am excited.
Eye on Bollywood: Amidst all the hypes that are surrounding Om Shanti Om and Saawaria, if you haven’t watched this cool movie called Jab We Met, you have missed something very good. When I watched this movie directed by Imtiaz Ali I felt really glad that I watched it. I hadn’t enjoyed a movie like that in months. Initially, I had dismissed this film as a “just another small offering from Bollywood with relatively small stars like Kareena Kapoor and Shahid Kapoor.” I didn’t know the director of the film and the name, the cocktail of Hindi and English, was unattractive. But, as they say, seeing is believing! I now believe in the talent of Imtiaz Ali, the man who directed and wrote Jab We Met. I have decided to watch his next film if me makes one. [The performance of Kareena and Shahid is laudable. I have never liked Kareena or her acting but after watching her as Geet in this film, I must say she can do the job.] Continue reading
Eye on Bollywood: My first choice for the day was Saawaria by Sanjay Leela Bhansali but ended up with Om Shanti Om (second in the list, by Farah Khan). I definitely do not regret watching it but there is no question that I will remember it for long: it’s just another masaladar Hindi film.
This is not a review of the Om Shanti Om but my personal impression. I am disappointed for I spent Rs. 100 (and other expenses like coffee and bus fare to the theater) for the movie, spent almost three hours of my time on the day of Laxmi Pooja (for the film) when people sing and dance beautiful bhailos. I had thought the film would be dealing with something very new, fresh drama. Only thing I loved about the movie was: the smile of Deepika Padukone, the lady who plays opposite to Shah Rukh Khan. She is too beautiful (or presented as such) and at times that becomes the problem. Even when she is supposed to show anger and be angry, she can’t. She just looks like a sweet little doll. Continue reading
Warning: This blog post deals with a peeing experience in a movie theater lavatory. If you happen to come here via search engines, web links, RSS feeds or directly entering the domain address of the site on the address bar of the web browser, I want to remind you that this might not be a very interesting topic to you. So you can avoid reading it.
It’s not unusual when you have to stand in a queue. A queue could be anywhere: in petrol pump (gas station) or temple or, as it happened with me this evening, a lavatory. It was the interval watching a disappointing Indian (Bollywood) movie called Om Shanti Om in Jay Nepal theater. I had drunk two cups of coffee before the going in front of the screen. That was really at the front. I couldn’t get tickets for more convenient place at the rear and I didn’t feel like returning from theater without watching the much hyped movie I ended up in a seat on second row from the front. I was worried about my neck but, as of now (after about five hours from the end of the show), just like any other necks: fit and fine. Continue reading
With the slogan DARE TO DOCUMENTary, the South Asian extravaganza of non fiction films kicked off in Kathmandu today. Four dozen South Asian documentaries “for the people of South Asia, by the people of South Asia, to the people of South Asia” will be screened in four days.
A still from Living Goddess, a film about the Kumari girl of Bhaktapur and the culture that is slowly dying in a society that is increasingly demanding a republic Nepal.
Every alternate year, around this time, non fiction films from all over South Asia come to Kathmandu, many of them accompanied by their producers and directors, to be screened in front of an enthusiast and interactive crowd. The event is called South Asian Film Festival, celebration of best documentaries from the region, where filmmakers not only interact with themselves but also take part in direct Q and A with the audiences. Almost all of the documentaries in the festival also take part in a competition that sees the best, judged by a panel of eminent film makers and critics, crowned the Ram Bahadur Trophy at the end of the event.
The sixth edition of the festival that began in 1997 kicked off yesterday in Kathmandu’s posh Kumari Cinema Hall saw a well attended crowd even as the traffic was disrupted in some parts of the city because of the Maoist-organized rallies. Over the past ten years, the festival has not only created a forum for the filmmakers of the region to showcase their talents and express themselves but also created a documentary craze, so to speak, among the people of Kathmandu. Such was the love towards documentaries in Kathmanduits that the first show of the festival, after the inaugural one, experienced some audiences sitting on the floor an aisles of the theater to see a documentary film about two rebellious Bangladeshi sisters born and raised in London but are forced to go back to their parents’ motherland for arranged marriage. I was among those who felt lucky to find space to sit on the aisle and was thrilled to see audience (including myself) erupting in laughter as the film progressed.
Much more such laughter is expected in the next three days because the four-day long festival will screen 48 films. According to the chair of the festival committee Kanak Mani Dixit, a prominent Nepali journalist and activist, this year’s collection of films is the best the festival has showcased so far because, he said, the quality of the filmmaking has increased incredibly over the past decade thanks largely to the improvement in technology involved in making films. Continue reading