Oh, predictable me...
To be sung in the irritating tune of 'Oh,wonderful love'. Emphasis on the OHHH, and predictable me, as an afterthought.
And why predictable me?
A. I am writing for the sake of writing.
B. I was going to write about the Cricket world cup a.k.a crimefile.
C. I was thinking of calling it 'crimefile'.
D. All my blogs seem to be lists of some sort these days.
So one more-
Recently thought of and abandoned blog topics.
1. Post exam. Doesn't even interest me, let alone anyone else.
2. Cricket. In denial.
3. Weather in Pittsburgh.Oh Yeah Right, you would have read that one through.
4. Holi and how I've never had a colour fight. The word processor is irritating me by correcting my spelling of colour and I want to spell it with a 'u', or not at all. So, not at all.
5. First time I actually heard an owl hoot. Drives me nuts. But thats all it does.
What I am actually gonna write about is Mungaru Male. So, more predictable me. Its a recently released Kannada movie which is supposedly great. I havent seen it. My mom, dad, sis and aunt did, though. Against their better judgement, although I am still foggy as to why, they went to a conveniently located but awful theater. Visuals of the movie are supposed to be amazing. So say sis and dad. But mom doesn't know. Because she didn't see any. Because she caught some kind of a bug in the theater and was itching all over. But still didn't flee the place. Strange I say.
The wonders of a mediocre movie theater are indescribable ( then why describe? but ah! I will). I have had the misfortune (or good fortune) of visiting many of them. The horrors range from rodents under the seat to Rangeela-style heroes with unpleasant parts of their anatomy stationed in the wrong places. All contributing to the movie watching experience,making up for the disaster on the screen .
Even when the theater and movie are good, humour can arise from unexpected quarters. Like when I was watching Ice Age 2. Next to me were these angelic looking twin boys, about five years old, on a day out with dad. There was some mention of hind parts in the movie and one of the twins , in his crystal clear voice chimed out "Daddy, butt andre?"(Daddy, what does butt mean?). The movie was funny enough, but this was just too much. Everyone around was splitting their seams, and the spluttering dad did not help.
I miss crowded movie theaters. Cheering, whistling, catcalling and treating the movie like its being staged for you exclusively. All unknown to the American population. I have heard rumors of New Yorkers begging for a song in Dhoom 2 to be played again, so they could watch their 'Ash-wurrya' dance, but thats the wildest one I've heard. Can the taporis from Bangalore please go on a US tour?
posted by Vibha at 3:47 AM
10 Comments:
hey i watched that movie. the hero looks hideous. Madikeri looks out of the world! Breathtaking! The songs are pretty good.
i watched it in the setting you are talking about. even i went there for the convenient close location. no, actually adlabs is TOOO expensive. there is this party kind of a song, quite popular, catchy. when that was going on, 2 guys took off their shirts and started dancing near the screen. one rabbit dies in the movie and this lady next to me started crying. there was a 'laser show' also.
the writing flows. Nice how you can make everyday things sound so good.
9:09 PM
itz not just d hero who is hideous, d actress seems 2 bulging in all d wrong places n her knowledge of kannada is way too sparse...n i did watch d movie in a crowded theatre...kinda fun! n d rabbit thingy was too melodramatic
10:48 PM
@ Gauri
seems like a mutual admiration society...u people keep praising each other!
10:49 PM
@ anon..Are you the same anon both times? Good to know you read both our blogs AND the comments! flattering!
4:54 AM
HI da,
I watched the movie when i was in bangalore recently,
HERE I WILL SEND U THE MOVIE CLIPS WITH LYRICS. U CAN LISTEN TO SONGS AT WWW.KANNADAAUDIO.COM ONE OF MY OWNED COMMUNITY(KANNADA BHAVAGEETHE FAN CLUB).SONGS R GREAT
But as far I have been trained as psychologist, U R FEELING ALONE, HOME SICK.RIGHT. But dont worry to achieve one u have to sacrifice something which u r doing. so just go ahead with ur dreams, nothing should stop u, nor the movies,theaters,etc........just like that.
11:11 PM
whatever! load of crap...
11:15 PM
First things first...
I beg of you dont ever write about cricket, and definitely not Indian cricketers.
And Crimefile would be an understatement or less of a word to describe a henious act of what the Indian cricketers have done on field.
Mungaru male is supposed to be a very good film, atleast freinds back in India are gung-ho about that.
My question is how can yet another love film in kannada be exciting (creativity in Kannada film industry died years ago)
Every other kannada film is a copy of some yet other film in yet yet another language.
I miss the crowded theatres too with all sorts of encouragement( read Cheering, whistling, catcalling, coin throwing, slogan shouting,howling)
And to add fuel, many of the oldies(theatres) are being brought down to give way to Malls.
--Vik
1:44 AM
Yea, first day first show movies in bangalore theaters used to be fun. But gone are those days, when sitting in these theatres and listening to the comments passed by college hippies were total free entertainment.
Also I think its a good idea to have your thought-of and abandoned topics listed somewhere. This always helps u to build on subjects.. if u fall short of them. :)
8:37 PM
Mungaru Male stads for MM which also stands for Mysooru MalligE which is a superhit porn flick in kannada. incidentally both the MM s were shot in coorg!
just some trivia
7:11 PM
After a good long gap of 2 1/2 years I watched a Kannada movie coz of my friends who were hell-bent to take me to the theatre. After much speculation, I came out of the dolodrums and went to please my mates.
After watching, what I felt was that everything which has been said and written about the film was out of propotion and actually it happend to be an another tame love story.
No doubt the music is good and a few shots are good. Apart from which, there is nothing much to ballyhoo about the film.
I enjoied watching the movie in a Gandhi class (all tickets of balcony and first class were sold out much earlier and the the black ticket rates were astronomical). Dailogues bearly audible amidst screaming and whistling of the crowd.savouring the sweet odur emanating from the dead rodent under the seat!!
9:57 PM
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