Good morning, cot; good morning TV; good morning, full moon; said me waking up at 4.30 when Rama asked 'what's happening'. She knew; we watched Room in the night and could not get Joy and Jack out of our minds. Good friend, Kartik Iyer, alerted me to the film and me do not set aside his advice; son Ganesh came up with a download and a feverish appreciation; yet we sat on the download; having nothing to do, played Room in our Room and wow....A mother and her son locked in a Room; for Jack everything is unreal, a TV camera; flight out of the Room and clicks of Jack eyeing live, a dropping, browned leaf on a green lawn are lines from some Haiku poetry. Wonder whether Room is a fable of modern times with everyone having a Room and none the Earth. Mostly done in silences by director Lenny Abrahamson, Joy and Jack impress; showing up surprised and glad faces from living unreal to living real could not have been easy. Will it win Oscars? Do not know not being a technical film expert; there are many things to watch and note; Rama and me may have missed out on some; on my morning walk, a dry leaf from a jamun touched down on the road to be flattened by a speeding auto; yet living outside the Room is worth it; and in a manner applies to my country locked up in a Room with the key in safe custody of jailors and no rescue. The film flows easy, snatches you and you stream along. Between Room and One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest, me prefers to live in a Room. Jack Nicholson and Louise Fletcher fly over you, come back, peck you and Jack harms the viewer; to avoid a long prison term for rape, Jack gets relocated in a mental hospital and takes you along ..Wikipedia says it is one of the greatest films ever ...me is not sure except for Jack Nicholson, the lobotomy done on him and his death. There is no joy in A cuckoo....And then came the viewing of Malayalam film Shutter. Granted it is not on par with Room but does hold its place in a regular mix of mentally retarding dishhoom-dishoom outputs from Kerala. We liked it with Srinivasan doing it his way; there is no effort in his movements in front of the camera; its about a night in a locked, shuttered garage for some quick sex. Critics liked Lal as the hero; for me it Sajitha Madathil as the woman on sale. The film has little excess, a must for most Malayalam films; it is not a tight film but worth a watch. Room: a banana leaf saddhi; One flew: rice gruel; Shutter: a crisp masala dosa.
Monday, February 22, 2016
3 films
Good morning, cot; good morning TV; good morning, full moon; said me waking up at 4.30 when Rama asked 'what's happening'. She knew; we watched Room in the night and could not get Joy and Jack out of our minds. Good friend, Kartik Iyer, alerted me to the film and me do not set aside his advice; son Ganesh came up with a download and a feverish appreciation; yet we sat on the download; having nothing to do, played Room in our Room and wow....A mother and her son locked in a Room; for Jack everything is unreal, a TV camera; flight out of the Room and clicks of Jack eyeing live, a dropping, browned leaf on a green lawn are lines from some Haiku poetry. Wonder whether Room is a fable of modern times with everyone having a Room and none the Earth. Mostly done in silences by director Lenny Abrahamson, Joy and Jack impress; showing up surprised and glad faces from living unreal to living real could not have been easy. Will it win Oscars? Do not know not being a technical film expert; there are many things to watch and note; Rama and me may have missed out on some; on my morning walk, a dry leaf from a jamun touched down on the road to be flattened by a speeding auto; yet living outside the Room is worth it; and in a manner applies to my country locked up in a Room with the key in safe custody of jailors and no rescue. The film flows easy, snatches you and you stream along. Between Room and One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest, me prefers to live in a Room. Jack Nicholson and Louise Fletcher fly over you, come back, peck you and Jack harms the viewer; to avoid a long prison term for rape, Jack gets relocated in a mental hospital and takes you along ..Wikipedia says it is one of the greatest films ever ...me is not sure except for Jack Nicholson, the lobotomy done on him and his death. There is no joy in A cuckoo....And then came the viewing of Malayalam film Shutter. Granted it is not on par with Room but does hold its place in a regular mix of mentally retarding dishhoom-dishoom outputs from Kerala. We liked it with Srinivasan doing it his way; there is no effort in his movements in front of the camera; its about a night in a locked, shuttered garage for some quick sex. Critics liked Lal as the hero; for me it Sajitha Madathil as the woman on sale. The film has little excess, a must for most Malayalam films; it is not a tight film but worth a watch. Room: a banana leaf saddhi; One flew: rice gruel; Shutter: a crisp masala dosa.
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