I was blog hopping the whole day, well, most of the day, hoping that I would stumble upon a genuine bad blog. But, hey, congrats to all you guys, couldn’t even find one. If you ask me of the parameters at which I had etched my judging criteria, I can just say-something which bores me and I say,”EUREKA, here comes the most boring blog of all”.I have finally concluded that BAD BLOGS are an extremely rare and endangered species in the blogosphere. Some are Outstanding, some are excellent, yet some are good, but never there is a Blog which is BAD.I have decided to include myself in that BAD world of blogging. Someone to save the species from extinction. You might think what this guy is upto; call this a Keyboard diarrhea, keyboard loose motion or constipation of ideas, it’s entirely upto you.
Lately, I have become so compulsive obsessive with blogging, I have been promoting my blog in the most cheapest of ways possible.I have put the blog URL as my status message on Gtalk.As if that’s not enough, and what if someone misses it, I have also added it to Facebook status message. I have been personally telling every single of my friends about this ZIllionbig guy, whose blog is supposed to be the best in the blogosphere.
I was watching ‘Life in a Metro’ today. I know I am pretty late at writing a review, considering the movie was released 2 years back and CD shops have stopped selling even the pirated DVDs. But I am late at several things in life, so this doesn’t really come as a surprise, if you know what I am talking about.
I am a real macho guy, you know those muscle and strength type ( no really, I have 2 of the 6 pack abs, though my wife calls it a paunch), but I can also get real mushy and touchy. I had tears in my eyes on several occasion watching the film, though it was unintentional on the part of the Director.
Since I am writing a review, you guys might get judgmental from my previous paragraph.No, the movie wasn’t a tear jerker, not even as much as ‘Tare Zamin par’ was, but I could relate to so many of its scenes that I couldn’t stop my eyes getting all welled up.
It was nothing short of a crap, if I judge it by the hat I wear when I watch a good Hollywood movie, but incidentally I wore a different hat, the one I wear while watching a Hindi movies( I hate the term Bollywood). And it turned out to be a real good watch.
The age old story of love, extramarital relations, passionate and passionless marital relations etc, pretty mundane all of them. But the effort was genuinely sincere. I felt I had gone through so many of such relationships in life.No, I am not talking about extra marital. I haven’t had any as of date, and cant say about the future.( hope my wife never reads this, but whom am I to say anything of the future. And what if my wife has an affair? Aah?).
For a change I found Shilpa shetty pretty, otherwise she has a very plastic look(too good to be true look) and a mile long synthetic smile.Oh, yes, I just realized she didn’t smile often in this film, no wonder she looked prettier. My two bit advice to Ms.Shetty, its good to smile and smile is key to happiness and all is true, but never over do something which is only half as much necessary.
Coming back to the film, interwoven relationships created a magic. I believe, that was what created the magic in the film. All the characters’ were in one way or the other related to each other in a peculiar unfaithful way. Starting from KK to shilpa, Konkana to Irfan all were unloyal characters-So true in todays times. Hindi movies have jaded us by telling us the same old tale, where every love is supposed to be ultra loyal to each other.Women are supreme species and can do anything for the maang ki sindoor. For a change a story which says straying is natural and doesn’t necessarily mean there is no love lost in the marital relationship.
The climax chase scenes were not meant for the brainy, logical types, since it goes ahead and tickles you logical brain in several negative ways. How can every character be chasing one another at one particular definitive moment? But this is a movie and things are supposed to be taken in a more allegorical and metaphorical way.
The sincerity and truthfulness in depicting characters’ as close to reality is sadly compromised in the end with the above mentioned chase scene, but then, the director had to end the story in some way and also remind the viewers that this is an entertainment cinema and its more than your money’s worth, if you find this movie above your bottom hit expectations about Bollywood (sadly I have accepted the terminology, whom am I if even oxford dictionary has accepted the word)
One thing I really appreciated about the movie was its music, with more than a couple of real groovy tracks and expressive background scores, which really lifted each scene and the movie in its entirety. Preetam ROCKED!!
The movie is really a light hearted one which is surely an exciting watch, but then I must mention that it shouldn’t be watched with a cynical Hollywood sense of logic and stay rooted to where we all belong to.
I may not be too good at being a critic, since several apparently crap movie had me all welled up. That’s one reason I refrain from watching emotional movies in the theatre, but I have had fun watching movies with my wife. I have had tears flowing like flooded Brahmaputra, when my wife would laugh at me for being so mushy. But its fine, I cease to be a macho man in front of her ( I can even fart in front of her without feeling embarrassed). I may not be the best critic, but hey, at least I tried.