"To die, would be an awfully big adventure"
- Peter Pan
"A man without hope is a man without fear"
- Kingpin, Daredevil
"Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering."
- Yoda , Star Wars
Doesn't it worry you that the bravest of all people you have come across, are fictional?
Real people are cowards. Real people love their lives. Real people are always afraid to die. Real people are only human. Does that make the concept of absolute courage a mere figment of our imagination?
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
I'm thinking...
Labels: Thoughts
Monday, December 11, 2006
Reviews
Quick ones on the las three movies I have seen:
The Departed - 9/10
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It's been a while since I have seen such a brilliant movie with direction that deserves a standing ovation. Matt Damon and DiCaprio rise to the occasion to steal the limelight from an out-of-form Jack Nicholson. A fast paced narrative packed with surprises and a great musical score to keep the pulse racing will ensure that this is one movie which you won't forget that easily.
Leonardo deserves a special mention for his efforts which, having been on the rise with 'The Aviator' and 'Catch me if you Can', made me respect him even more. The plot revolves around two young men, a cop and a gangster loyal, who infiltrate the other camp and their inevitable clash. Must Watch.
Update: Discovered this brilliant song after watching this movie:
I'm Shipping Up To Boston - Dropkick Murphys
Casino Royale 7/10
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Not bad at all. I really didn't expect Daniel Craig to fit in the Bond Image, but he did sufficient justice to the role and added a new touch of realism to it. The story itself isn't the usual stunt caper but more of a background on James Bond and his origins as a double O.
I really liked the way the movie started. No clichéd extraordinary action sequence, but a rather terse dialogue in a black and white background made me actually sit up and take notice. Eva Green looks gorgeous without make-up and isn't all that bad but somehow leaves much to be desired. No gadgets and more suspense make this an interesting watch.
Dhoom 2: 3/10
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One point for Hrithik. One point for cool gadgets which are way above regular Hindi action flicks. One point for Uday Chopra's dreams, particularly the Baywatch one.
Music: sucks
Plot: What?
Bipasha: Still trying to figure out what her role in the movie was.
Uday Chopra's character(Ali) and his 'Why Munmmy?' rant: *$&^&%*%^*^& *&%E^#$^##
Aishwarya: Pretty hot till she open's her mouth.. as most of my friends would agree.
Overall: Not even worth paying for the pirated CD. Watch Dhoom again.
Labels: Movies
Friday, December 01, 2006
Lit Junta
As most of my friends know, I love profiling people (Example: This, this and this). Character profiling if you would call it, but it is this hobby that gives me reason to believe that higher questions like 'What is life?' don't need to be answered.
This brings me to the most interesting set of people that I have known : Lit Junta. The absolute crap that this title brings with it can be measured by how silly 'Literary Junta' sounds (try saying it ten times 'I belong to the Literary Junta'). This is a breed of self proclaimed uber-intellectuals who lay claim to the right to being worshiped for their prowess to give five synonyms to every English word on our humble planet. Yes, they have read more books on alternative literature than you, listened to Pink Floyd more than you, Kafka is part of their staple diet and with all probability, you will find them postulating as to how Hindi Music died with R. D. Burman (with all due respects).
They expect women to burst into orgasms at the very mention of Goethe.
Lit Junta Alpha male: " To be or not to be.."
Dream girl of Lit Junta: "Oooh.. true! Size doesn't matter! Give me Hamlet!!!"
Lit Junta have a penchant to do things differently. Sharing the opinion of the masses is an insult, so they will go the extent of saying that the economic imbalance of the South East Asian region is due paradoxical existentialism. Just like that. 'Cos it's different. They refuse to read bestsellers to such an extent: you can bet your soul that any critic of 'The Da Vinci Code' is Lit Junta. This is part of their affirmative action where they need to prove their point, not by writing books that sell, but by complaining about the lack of a modern day Homer.
I Plan to write more on this, but first let me go read some more Freud.
Labels: Rants