I am serious about keeping my promise about being most committed to my blog.
So i am back to writing about another film, one that has left a deep impact on me.
I reached home a tad bit early and didn't want to surround myself with electronic signals about ongoing current affairs. So I picked the film that had the most soothing cover. The Dvd of 'The Soloist' with a half face of Robert Downey Jr starring back serenely did the trick.
And I didn't regret it one bit. The film chronicles a lonely LA Times writer's real story. On the lookout for a story, Mr Lopez (Robert Downey Jr) accidentally meets up with a mumbling violinist under a statue of Beethoven but senses that there is more to this man than meets the eye. Some investigations later, he discovers Jamie Foxx, playing Natheniel Ayers, is a prodigy who suffers from schizophrenia. The journey begins, of building up a fabulous story of what homelessness can do to a person. This coincides with repeat encounters between Mr Lopez and Nathaniel, whereby Lopez is always attempting to make this musician's life more 'sane'. Apart from haunting, soulful cello sounds that ring throughout the film's narrative, it's seamless progression from a government financed home for the destitute, to the melancholy of incurability, and the deepening bond between these two imperfect men is simply blissful.
With a plot point that highlights the futility of fighting fate, and a positive end that highlights how adjustments can make life a better experience, The Soloist comes third only to 'The Hurt Locker' and 'Avatar' in this year's English films.
But I am not writing this to list out the 'must watches'. I am looking, carefully. I am sifting, thoroughly and patiently. I am keeping my eyes open, and my hopes up. I think there is a Soloist every where. A person, who's situation is helpless, and I can do something to make it better. Question is, am i able enough? Will I rise above the comfortable counselling we give friends in the realm of relationships, and then shake my head in regret that I ever tried. Frankly, I think you will agree that trying to solve relationship issues is a golden mean very few achieve.
Another thing that struck me about the film is it's basis in a true story. The worlds of the LA Times columnist, with his sardonic sense of humour, and the unimaginable confusion of a schizophrenic cello player, is tough enough to meet. That their lives collide, and they make an effort, in their own ways, to form a bond, is special.
Maybe looking closely enough will do the trick. Maybe there are such relationships in and around me too. And Around you too. God knows, we are no strangers to the loneliness of a steadily successful life, with too much to do but too little human contact to fill our existence.
For those who want to give this film a try, its available on bigflix for rental.
For those who want to look for their Soloist, or already have a story that coincides, please tell us through this blog.
So i am back to writing about another film, one that has left a deep impact on me.
I reached home a tad bit early and didn't want to surround myself with electronic signals about ongoing current affairs. So I picked the film that had the most soothing cover. The Dvd of 'The Soloist' with a half face of Robert Downey Jr starring back serenely did the trick.
And I didn't regret it one bit. The film chronicles a lonely LA Times writer's real story. On the lookout for a story, Mr Lopez (Robert Downey Jr) accidentally meets up with a mumbling violinist under a statue of Beethoven but senses that there is more to this man than meets the eye. Some investigations later, he discovers Jamie Foxx, playing Natheniel Ayers, is a prodigy who suffers from schizophrenia. The journey begins, of building up a fabulous story of what homelessness can do to a person. This coincides with repeat encounters between Mr Lopez and Nathaniel, whereby Lopez is always attempting to make this musician's life more 'sane'. Apart from haunting, soulful cello sounds that ring throughout the film's narrative, it's seamless progression from a government financed home for the destitute, to the melancholy of incurability, and the deepening bond between these two imperfect men is simply blissful.
With a plot point that highlights the futility of fighting fate, and a positive end that highlights how adjustments can make life a better experience, The Soloist comes third only to 'The Hurt Locker' and 'Avatar' in this year's English films.
But I am not writing this to list out the 'must watches'. I am looking, carefully. I am sifting, thoroughly and patiently. I am keeping my eyes open, and my hopes up. I think there is a Soloist every where. A person, who's situation is helpless, and I can do something to make it better. Question is, am i able enough? Will I rise above the comfortable counselling we give friends in the realm of relationships, and then shake my head in regret that I ever tried. Frankly, I think you will agree that trying to solve relationship issues is a golden mean very few achieve.
Another thing that struck me about the film is it's basis in a true story. The worlds of the LA Times columnist, with his sardonic sense of humour, and the unimaginable confusion of a schizophrenic cello player, is tough enough to meet. That their lives collide, and they make an effort, in their own ways, to form a bond, is special.
Maybe looking closely enough will do the trick. Maybe there are such relationships in and around me too. And Around you too. God knows, we are no strangers to the loneliness of a steadily successful life, with too much to do but too little human contact to fill our existence.
For those who want to give this film a try, its available on bigflix for rental.
For those who want to look for their Soloist, or already have a story that coincides, please tell us through this blog.
guess we're all so caught up in our own lives dt we dnt even luk at d soloist inside us, let alone find it outside us n duin smthing bout it...
ReplyDeleteusain bolt, michael schumacher n lance armstrong noe dey gotta stop at d finish line, bt we're so blinded in our race of life dt we dnt realise dt we're running away 4m life...dnt noe mking sense or nt but yeah atleast u realise it.
I completely agree, making lucid sense for us is history,life's such a whirlwind for us. The finishing line is eventually the horizon, and the chase, so far an illusion.
ReplyDeleteI would really appreciate if you could take us through your mind graph on a day like today, and write in. This blog is for thoughts like this to coagulate and take shape.