Thursday, December 3, 2009

WAR, what is it good for?

I guess its the drama the war produces.


Its a video game for some...




and a reality show for others..






but the truth is





The bonus collateral damage.


Saturday, November 21, 2009

The BADDEST ASS LIEUTENANT by Abel Ferrera



Lived by Harvey Kietel



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 INT: LATE NIGHT - THE NUN'S HOSPITAL EXAMINING ROOM

               From just outside the door, LT peep-toms on the NUN while 
               she is being examined. He sees her stark naked, laid out on 
               a table, her legs spread wide apart.

               The DOCTORS, NURSES, COUNSELORS work on the NUN as if they 
               are automatons. They don't grasp either the humanity or the 
               trotitism of the scene. LT does. The image of The Alabaster 
               Nun turns him on no end. Yet there is also a deeper pathos 
               to the scene.

               And the NUN is spectacularly beautiful. She doesn't speak. 
               Looks like a Pieta.

               A DOCTOR in a WHITE-COAT reads the MEDICAL REPORT to a FEMALE 
               COP. The FEMALE COP writes down the details on a hard-backed 
               pad. As if it's a parking ticket.

               The moving contrast between the words and the image seems to 
               be apparent to LT -- and the NUN -- alone.

                                     DOCTOR
                              (to Female Cop)
                         They inserted a crucifix eleven 
                         centimeters into her vaginal aperture, 
                         breaking the hymen membrane. Then 
                         they pursued the same course with 
                         their natural organs of sexual 
                         penetration. They used a sharp object, 
                         probably a hunting knife with a curved 
                         blade, to carve a cross between her 
                         shoulder blades, entering the flesh 
                         an average of nearly one centimeter 
                         throughout the area of the wound. 
                         They --

               Finally, as if she knew he was there all along, the NUN looks 
               up at where LT is hiding and boldly meets his eyes.

                                                                    CUT TO:

               INT: VERY LATE NIGHT - ARIANE'S APARTMENT

               LT has been there for some time. They are alone. They've 
               both been DRINKING and COKING.

               LT is carrying on about the NUN. As he speaks about various 
               subjects, his tone changes radically. From contempt and 
               cynicism to profound reverence. From decadence -- to awe. 
               ARIANE, too, manages to switch from one attitude to the other.

                                     LT
                         Have you ever seen a naked nun? I 
                         tell you, man, I went to school with 
                         the nuns, I've seen hundreds since 
                         then and I've never even seen a nun's 
                         belly button, you understand? But 
                         this nun, let me tell you. What a 
                         beautiful lady...
                              (snaps out of his awe)
                         And where'd the Church get the 50 G 
                         in the first place? The fucking Church 
                         is the biggest scam going. You know 
                         what's the real killer? It costs 
                         $8,000 per kid for them to go to 
                         parochial school. I've got three 
                         kids in there already, with two on 
                         the way! Christ. That fucking reward 
                         is my money, man! But that's Church 
                         policy. The Pope is the world's 
                         biggest bookie. Makes people bet on 
                         their own salvation! Double or nothing 
                         on Heaven. You go to Hell -- then go 
                         to Hell. In the beginning was the 
                         Word, and the Word was bullshit.

               ARIANE can't stop thinking about the rape.

                                     ARIANE
                         I can't get over what those guys did 
                         to her. I just can't.

                                     LT
                         They're alive, aren't they? Come on, 
                         man! Everyone's making such a fucking 
                         fuss, just because she's a nun. Just 
                         because she wears a penguin suit, 
                         the church puts up 50 G for the guys 
                         who dared to rape her. Do you think 
                         they'd put up a dime if you got raped? 
                         Of course not. Or even for your little 
                         sister? The virgin? Like shit they 
                         would.

                                     ARIANE
                         Susie's not a virgin anymore.

                                     LT
                         She's fucking nine years old! Jesus 
                         Christ.

               ARIANE suddenly starts up.

                                     ARIANE
                         And the nun's not a virgin anymore, 
                         either. Will they make her leave the 
                         convent?

               LT thinks for a moment.

                                     LT
                         Who knows? Who knows what their policy 
                         is.
                              (sudden dreamy 
                              reverence)
                         But I'll tell you, man, that nun... 
                         She was beautiful. Just beautiful... 
                         Tall... Real tall... I've never seen 
                         anything like it...

               LT snaps out once again, grabs the TELEPHONE. He dials LITE.

               He's not in. LT leaves ARIANE'S NUMBER on LIMELITE'S BEEPER.

               Hangs up.

                                     LT
                              (to himself)
                         Lite, man... Where the fuck are you?

               ARIANE can't get the image of the rape out of her mind.

                                     ARIANE
                         It's horrible. They burned her breasts 
                         with cigarettes. Christ.

                                     LT
                         Yeah? At least she's alive! I see 
                         people get killed every day! Worse 
                         yet, tortured first and then killed! 
                         The nuns got off easy. Jeez. Cigarette 
                         burns. Everyone's all upset about 
                         fucking cigarette burns. I'll show 
                         you cigarette burns!

               LT stubs out his CIGARETTE on the back of his hand. He does 
               the move with intensity and bravado.

               ARIANE responds by calmly doing the same. But she does it 
               entirely impassively, and rubs the CIGARETTE into her flesh 
               longer than LT did.

               ARIANE comes over to LT and starts kissing and licking his 
               CHEST.

                                     ARIANE
                         Do you believe in God? Do you believe 
                         that Jesus Christ is the Son of God?.

               LT hesitates.

               ARIANE kneels down in front of LT. As if in prayer.

               She starts giving him head.

               Before he can answer The Question, he is saved by the bell. 
               The PHONE RINGS. LT picks up immediately. It's LITE.

               As LT speaks to LITE, ARIANE continues to give him head.

                                     LT
                              (to LITE; over the 
                              phone)
                         Yeah, I know, I know all about it. 
                         Enough already about the fucking 
                         nuns. Yeah. Yeah. So just take the 
                         bet. Don't give me any hassles, man. 
                         Just put in my bet. 30 G's. Yeah. 
                         And I got $900 from the cops on 
                         Oakland. Yeah. Right. Strawberry's 
                         gonna knock em dead. Of course he 
                         is! You know that! Yeah. Yeah. Have 
                         faith, man! OK. Right.

               LT hangs up, thinks ARIANE won't resurface the God Question.

               ARIANE does, even as she gives him head. Every time she 
               speaks, she pulls away and it frustrates him. This dialectic 
               continues throughout the scene.

                                     ARIANE
                         Do you believe in God?

               LT thinks about it, even as ARIANE gets him hotter and hotter.

                                     LT
                         The Church is a fucking racket. I 
                         know how they operate. I've been 
                         part of the racket since the first 
                         time some faggot priest spilt water 
                         on my head. My Aunt Lu says I was 
                         crying all the way through. Yeah, I 
                         know their game inside out. Now I'm 
                         free of it and I'm gonna stay that 
                         way.

                                     ARIANE
                         I'm not talking about the fucking 
                         Church. Fuck the Church. But tell 
                         me. Do you believe in God?

                                     LT
                         What's to believe?

                                     ARIANE
                         That Jesus Christ was the Son of God 
                         and he came to die for your sins.

               LT can't respond. He's distracted by his own pleasure.

               ARIANE does something OC that causes LT sudden pain.

               LT cries out. Snaps to attention. Looks at ARIANE.

                                     ARIANE
                         Your sins, Lieutenant!
                              (beat)
                         And look around you! Where do you 
                         think all this shit came from?

               ARIANE gives him head again. LT is more excited now than 
               before she hurt him.

                                     LT
                         People.

                                     ARIANE
                         You believe that man is the be-all 
                         and end-all?

                                     LT
                         Yeah.

                                     ARIANE
                         OK. OK. Fine. But -- do you believe 
                         in God?

               As if in answer. LT begins to RECITE THE ACT OF CONTRITION

                                     LT
                         I believe in God the Father Almighty, 
                         Creator of Heaven and Earth...

               This turns on ARIANE. She stops talking. Writhes and grapples 
               him.

               LT is reaching climax. When describing Jesus rising again --

               LT has an orgasm.


Anaconda!










The perfect AD(H)D language




Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Romance by Richard Linklater



They talk, talk , talk , and talk. And they talk some more. and some more..and they talk and talk and talk.
They talk as if that day would be the last day in their lives..as if they vaulted those thoughts just for that day.They talk about how they met 9 years back, on a train (Before Sunrise) and fell in love. How they had to leave on the same day and promised that they were gonna call..and how they lost each others messages and how they went on with their lives and how much disappointed they are with their lives...etc. etc.

 My friends, this is my kind of romance. An adult romance. Not for the boys whose heart melts at the sight of a histrionic woman and a girl who  becomes wet at the thought of an alpha male. No, this is not about instant love. Because, these same adults ..found love like that...just in a day and consummated the same night. But, it didnt work out. They meet again now. He comes to paris to sign his book and she goes to meet him. You want them to fall in love again and break in to a song and dance...but they dont..they just talk. He has to go..his flight in the evening..but they just talk..and she cries..and his eyes becomes moist. Ethan Hawke, what a great actor he is! Julie Delphy is phenomenal!





There is something great about adults falling in love.  Kids falling in love is mandatory. Its the harmones. But, adults, after all the shit they have seen, when they fall in love..its is beautiful. It wont have the same feeling as teenage love..because it has depth..the depth of taste that differentiates between a good wine and a kool aid.

I showed this movie to many of friends. The first reaction was always  " WTF..nothings happening dude..they are just talking and talking and talking..nothing is happening..not even sex"...then ..he gotta leave to airport and he has utmost  an hour or something .and he comes to her apartment..and then he asks her to sing..and she sings..and she tells whatever she wants to say in that song..everything..



If you dont like this movie..trust me..you are still a kid.

Whats the emotion you feel "Before Sunset"?
One of the very few times a sequel is better than the original.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Violent Scorsese






Let me tell you something about realistic portrayal of violence. Violence when realistically shown should directly take you and put you in the victims shoes. Such kind of cinematic violence would make you shun the violence or at least make you think twice about committing such kind of things. Some of the so called 'realistic' directors never showed realistic violence. They showed the dance of violence, where the bullets were soft and tears were fake. Scorsese glamorized violence ( btw, I have no problem with that and I like them)..but this scene is the most unglamorous portrayal of it. Even the killers had no fun killing them.Look at their faces.

Let me ask you about the morality of this situation. While watching this scene, just imagine, what if  you and your siblings were in the position of those brothers. It could be some robbers or some religious riots. You wanna save your sibling. Emotions rise...and love comes out along with tears..and then you get the super human strength..and with that strength you fight back...but then...the iron rod strikes on your head. Just imagine your pain... disorienting .....head spinning....and your mother smiling..and then one more strike..which makes u fall. Where is the emotion? where is the strength? where is the will?? You just wanna survive. You would beg them..touch and kiss their feet..and would do whatever they want you to do. Dont blame yourself.
Thats just our genes!






Guess who?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

QUEST FOR FIRE.






This is it. If you wanna see how fore parents to our grandparents lived, this is it. I just couldn't find any flaw in this one. Ridiculously entertaining. Frightening ..and even funny sometimes. It made me feel that every generation had the same dreams ..and same fear..and same aspirations. They went out for the 'quest for fire' and we came here for the 'quest for money'. But at the heart of it..it is all about 'quest for love' and 'quest for happiness'. I am very much sure that, we, the first generation immigrants would never find that happiness. We are just scapegoats for our progeny. History of the world is history of immigration. It never stops. But, I refuse to accept the pressure that comes naturally with that migration. Happiness is within yourself.


Jean-Jacques Annaud is the mad man who made this.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

RUN LOLA RUN --- LOLA RENNT --- RUN LOLA RUN.





The only movie I watched back-to-back 2 times. This movie is an assault on visionary and hearing senses.
The camera, sound and editing coming together to make you sit on the edge. Franka potente runs and runs ..runs..runs..and runs. The whole movie. She runs in three different scenarios. Philosophy is knee jerk..but the experience is adrenaline. Directed by Tom Tykwer.