A curated cellar of musings.
Good and bad are pretty subjective notions, just as right and wrong. By being truthful and bound to one's set of ethical values, that are pragmatically flexible, we refrain from hurting a fellow human being physically, mentally, emotionally, and/ or psychologically; this allows one to function within the ambit of society . This might seem as…
The following is a conversation, from the movie “Persona”, by the Swedish director Ingmar Bergman. It is between a doctor and her patient, a stage actress, who has recently turned mute and apathetic. Doctor: Don't you think I understand? The hopeless dream of being. Not seeming, but being. In every waking moment aware, alert. The…
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This is a still from Pather Panchali, a film by Sathyajit Ray, the character's name is Apu. Sathyajit ray, created a realm of cinema that could portray the beauty and vitality in a family that is stricken by poverty, desolation, his visuals bring out the innate human beauty in relationships, and the quirky emotions that…
The melancholic hue of sepia and the eerie charm of gray complement the snowy winter's taut solemnity. Faded glory, the subtle beauty of these stark yet tender times.
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. Humidity is not something he enjoys, reminds him of their Bangalore days. The needless quarrels that plagued his marital life, then, have largely been subsumed by a bitter resignation. As he ponders pensively at a puddle of water through his window, the daydream is interrupted by a mundane observation. “The water…
The King's speech is a movie, which has an ambiance that is remotely personal, and yet it manages to paint a story, which is intimate, true, and unpretentious. Firth, possesses the knack, skill, temperament and sensitivity to portray a person in a detached fashion. His performance is imbued with subtle histrionic overtures, which elicit emotions that…
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Yonder lies path to nowhere. Bliss or sorrow, health or insanity, prosperity or peasanthood, admiration or hatred: it ain't visible. In ignorance lies happiness, in thy naiveté lies beauty. Unexplored infinite, I treasure thee dearly .
This post of mine is just a rambling observation, in reaction to the criticism of Mani Ratnam's movie Raavan, and not a movie review. While the movie was one of New York Time’s critic's picks, it suffered at the hands of reviewers in India and elsewhere. Mani Ratnam is an auteur in the truest sense and…
