I have once again almost forgotten my log in details to my blog. So I am guessing by now you know it's been a while.
I am struck by sudden inspiration today to write again after having watched two fabulous, out of these world films last night. How did I source them? Well, let's just say I have my means of doing so.
The overbearing, killer Mumbai heat had given me enough excuses to put off any creative persuits. Be it writing a blog, or taking up a swimming class, or meeting up with friends, I put Everything on the back burner.
But the films are always a staple. After all, lying back on my wooden bed, lights out, and two remotes in my hand, Dont' really qualify as effort.
I started last night's movie night with 'The Breakfast Club'. A cast of unknowns, this 1985 teenage comedy by John Hughes is an absolute MUST WATCH. Simply to observe how a straight forward story telling tool, of one singular location and seven characters can make an evergreen movie that puts a smile on your face and makes you relate in so many ways to your own teenage angst. Besides, the undercurrent of bristling chemistry between the five teenagers in the cast laces the film with raw, unspoken sexual intensity. This low budget film looks slick because of Dede Allen's quirky editing, the late editor who passed away recently. Allen's the snip job behind evergreen classics like 'Dog Day Afternoon', ' Serpico', 'Bonnie and Clyde' & 'The Hustler'.
And the second film is a home production of Micheal Douglas. The veteran actor who has often been labelled a 'sexy face' and given the miss by many meritorious directors, sticks his neck out in 'The China Syndrome'. A smart, sharp plot that focuses on the disastrous consequences that a nuclear accident can cause, this one brings out Jane Fonda and Jack Lemmon at their best. Tight as bubble wrap, direct as an arrow and compassionate throughout the narration, I personally would rate this film's message about how short term profit can bring upon long term disaster that can't Ever be repaired. And how, often, a good man or woman needs to sacrifice simply because the people around him were too stupid to realize what damage can be sparked off. (Personally, I have a very short fuse against slow mindedness or half baked knowledge, and am trying, truly trying, to be zen about it)
While this blog might read like a film lecture, and while you might be snorting that I would be better off at wekeend film watching clubs in coffee shops, I humbly request you to think about Why I share these thoughts today.
For me, a good film often kick starts a cycle of good energies. I go t bed wallowing in satisfaction, wake up with a spring in my step, decide to Definitely NOT bunk exercise & eat within limits. I feel like spreading the love at the work place too. I feel like being smiling to my co passengers in the train.
Most Importantly, I feel like breaking out of my excuse filled, comfort zone. So I solemnly swear to you, dear reader ,that before 2011 dawns, I would have taken up either swimming or dancing, and started my long-in-deep freeze plans to write. Now whether I flow into flourish that would be published as a story, a book or whether the trash tortures sub editors across the sub continent, well, That, only time will tell.
But i WILL write. And you will hold me accountable.
And I hope, you too, will think of breaking away from the comfort zone.
I am struck by sudden inspiration today to write again after having watched two fabulous, out of these world films last night. How did I source them? Well, let's just say I have my means of doing so.
The overbearing, killer Mumbai heat had given me enough excuses to put off any creative persuits. Be it writing a blog, or taking up a swimming class, or meeting up with friends, I put Everything on the back burner.
But the films are always a staple. After all, lying back on my wooden bed, lights out, and two remotes in my hand, Dont' really qualify as effort.
I started last night's movie night with 'The Breakfast Club'. A cast of unknowns, this 1985 teenage comedy by John Hughes is an absolute MUST WATCH. Simply to observe how a straight forward story telling tool, of one singular location and seven characters can make an evergreen movie that puts a smile on your face and makes you relate in so many ways to your own teenage angst. Besides, the undercurrent of bristling chemistry between the five teenagers in the cast laces the film with raw, unspoken sexual intensity. This low budget film looks slick because of Dede Allen's quirky editing, the late editor who passed away recently. Allen's the snip job behind evergreen classics like 'Dog Day Afternoon', ' Serpico', 'Bonnie and Clyde' & 'The Hustler'.
And the second film is a home production of Micheal Douglas. The veteran actor who has often been labelled a 'sexy face' and given the miss by many meritorious directors, sticks his neck out in 'The China Syndrome'. A smart, sharp plot that focuses on the disastrous consequences that a nuclear accident can cause, this one brings out Jane Fonda and Jack Lemmon at their best. Tight as bubble wrap, direct as an arrow and compassionate throughout the narration, I personally would rate this film's message about how short term profit can bring upon long term disaster that can't Ever be repaired. And how, often, a good man or woman needs to sacrifice simply because the people around him were too stupid to realize what damage can be sparked off. (Personally, I have a very short fuse against slow mindedness or half baked knowledge, and am trying, truly trying, to be zen about it)
While this blog might read like a film lecture, and while you might be snorting that I would be better off at wekeend film watching clubs in coffee shops, I humbly request you to think about Why I share these thoughts today.
For me, a good film often kick starts a cycle of good energies. I go t bed wallowing in satisfaction, wake up with a spring in my step, decide to Definitely NOT bunk exercise & eat within limits. I feel like spreading the love at the work place too. I feel like being smiling to my co passengers in the train.
Most Importantly, I feel like breaking out of my excuse filled, comfort zone. So I solemnly swear to you, dear reader ,that before 2011 dawns, I would have taken up either swimming or dancing, and started my long-in-deep freeze plans to write. Now whether I flow into flourish that would be published as a story, a book or whether the trash tortures sub editors across the sub continent, well, That, only time will tell.
But i WILL write. And you will hold me accountable.
And I hope, you too, will think of breaking away from the comfort zone.
An honest read Linu. Keep at it and you'll go from budding writer to a writer (BTW, I think you already are one) in no time.
ReplyDeleteHey nice nice..keep the film reccos coming...I love following them...I did watch The Soloist after reading your blog and really enjoy the performances..Btw, these days Gerald Butler is my favourite testerosterone fix...Loved him in Bounty Hunter..Nothing to write home about in the intellectual department but its a nice popcorn weekend watch..:)
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