Having publicized a little about this on my personal blog and elsewhere, I am expecting a few visitors. This link love is a primer for all first-time visitors.
Thank you for stopping by. Feel free to navigate around using the links on the sidebar. You can start with a little further from fact, one of my recent posts where I tried a little House-ish humor by spicing up my personal experiences; or my unique movie watching experience with an indie movie, which I hope can happen again; or my review of McG’s Terminator Salvation, which is among the most amusing reviews that I wrote thus far. If you have a little extra time that you won’t mind wasting here, you can follow the trip down memory lane that I take you through and find a few more posts.
This blog was first created on blogspot, opening with a review of K Raghavendhra Rao’s Sri Ramadasu, a movie I very much disliked. I soon ventured way above my scope by ambitiously trying to write about the Telugu Cinema in 70s. I discovered that I am not knowledgeable enough to attempt such a thing and abandoned it.
I shot down my friends’ tastes when I wrote about comedy in today’s Telugu movies in general by using Puri Jagannath’s Pokiri as the example. I also expressed by concern that the current CBFC ratings of U, U/A, and A are inadequate.
I wailed that Telugu is slowly dying. I no longer feel concerned in this extreme way, and accept all dialects and the everyday changes in the vernacular that happen due to various influences. This is not bowing to the current Telangana pressure, but a transformation that crept in after becoming a regular reader of the Language Log.
Knowing nought about editing, I wonder whether I had made some sense about it from one particular angle.
I got nostalgic about the bad boys in A Kondandarami Reddy’s Abhilasha and in turn cursed the current crop of villains.
My first review of a Hindi movie, Dus Kahaniyaan was a thorough summarization of all the ten stories.
I then started writing for Desicritics. I couldn’t sustain it very long, partly because it felt like too much of a pressure to perform, and partly because I was not able to reply to any of the comments on my posts for mysterious reasons. I haven’t done anything great during that period, though I have raised the thorny question of whether every child really is special.
I criticized acclaimed director Shekar Kammular because my college days were not Happy Days, because that particular movie was not what I had hoped, and because his modern heroine came across as a partial prude. I also criticized the Indian media again and again. Especially until this point, anger and condescension seem to have been my primary motives. I think that has gradually changed.
When I reread about my woes in Pune I was reminded of the current troubles that Hyderabadis face, and when I reread an explanation of impersonal hatred I went awww!
After reading Tana French’s In the Woods, which is one of the best books I’ve read in over a year and which is one of the books that involved me like few others, I realized that I didn’t want to leave writing about books. I later discovered yet another highly successful writer whom I dislike for his crappy writing, and recently fell for the anti-social bisexual geeky genius Lisbeth Salander.
When I reviewed Danny Boyle’s Slumdog Millionaire, I barely mentioned AR Rehman’s Oscar-winning score and even after that trophy I stick by my verdict. I introduced myself to Guru Dutt, and more importantly Meena Kumari during one weekend. But the majority of movies that I watched and reviewed in the last year were from PIFF 2009. From those who have already watched the movie I am interested in reading your thoughts about my interpretation of Three Monkeys.
I indulged myself by making an inevitable comment on the specially-abled, by disregarding the dead twice, and documenting some language peeves.
Nice. So, all the gems are linked up here. I enjoyed your witty posts. A House + Cartmanish kind of wit. Hope I would get to read more of your writing in this year!