I freaked …

I freaked. That was during my +2 exams in 2002.

I freaked. This morning, thanks to my aunt. It was 8.50 in the morning and I was rushing with my breakfast when my aunt came up with a topic. Balaji’s bro-in-law is getting married. Its high time we started searching an alliance for you. I almost spilled the barley I was trying to drink. I couldn’t react. I turned to my aunt, tried my best to hide all the thoughts running together in my head and said, better do a proper research. My voice cracked. I freaked out. Totally.

For fun, I’ve had these conversations with my friends and family about getting married by this year, I even made my cousin bro believe that I’m in a serious relationship and want him to come sign the witness for marriage in case we elope. But today, my aunt kicked the guts out of me. I’m only 23 and I don’t want to get married for the next 4 years.

Marriage definitely is a very beautiful bonding but I’m just not ready for it yet.


In case you have booked tickets for Kuruvi, try selling it off for atleast half the price. You’ll also save three hours of your time, twenty bucks on parking and a good hundred bucks on popcorn and coke.

Vijay’s big budget summer cooler Kuruvi is an outright disappointment for Dharani fans. Vijay fans did enjoy the movie. I still remember the previous Vijay-Dharani combo Gilli, it kept the audience at the edge of their seat. As always expectation has once again killed. This movie cannot get worser.

Nobody comes to watch Kuruvi expecting to see a feel good family entertainer, everybody wants a racy, no logic and all magic movie from Vijay and Dharani. As the plot opens, there are cars lined up in a race track all set to burn rubber. There is Vivek and there is Malavika and then comes Vijay right out of a man hole. God. We were all set to throw bits of papers as Vijay comes on screen but when he came out all wet from the man hole, he only dampened our spirits. Come on, when people in the race tracks are waiting for Vijay, he should have come out of nowhere and land on his fully loaded race machine, instead he comes flying out of the man hole with all smiles and takes an auto to the race track only to drive a completely disfigured Skoda Octavia.

Once again Suman makes a bad villain. No not a bad bad villainy guy, he was a bad choice as a villain. Any day he can give Vivek a run for his money. And Trisha, she might easily be banned from films for comparing Vijay to Antonio Banderas in one of the scenes. Not to mention the songs, I was infact waiting for the movie after listening to the songs. Sadly none of them were trademarked with Vijay or Dharani’s stamp.

The story takes place at Cuddapah, Chennai and Kuala Lumpur but not even at one of these places does the story actually start. All through the movie it is a group of people chasing Vijay. He runs, they chase. He runs, they chase. He runs, they chase. Suddenly the title cards start running, giving a hint that the movie is over. Even then I waited patiently for the movie to start but only as people started walking out did it hit my brain that the movie was over.

No doubt Vijay is a good actor, a very good dancer, but no director is making proper use of his talent and popularity. And Dharani is in fact one of the best screenplay writers. Even when there is no story, he can weave a screenplay around the characters and make the movie a blockbuster. Dhool and Gilli are rock solid examples of his ability to keep the audience bitting the nails. But Kuruvi flies out of the hands of Vijay and Dharani.

… goes hand-in-hand.

A quick phone call to Mia in the afternoon and she gets me tickets for the IPL matches in Chennai. I was hoping for normal stands but the it turned out to be a pavilion. In the row beside us was Vijay. In the AC cabin behind us was our CM.

The flavour of Twenty20 is still fresh and is keeping the crowd in high spirits all through the four hours of the game. The essence of cricket has been retained but a lot of cinema has been added to make the IPL taste splendid.

What could be a better way than to start the evening at Chepauk with Hariharan and Sivamani rocking the stands with their music. Soon the Chennai Super Kings brand ambassador Vijay joins in and makes a walk around the ground. The crowd erupted in joy. Vijay came up to the pavilion and the crowd ran to him for autographs. Mia and me rushed up to him like we’ve never met him in our lives, to get a closer look of the actor. No matter how much ever we meet them in person, the joy of rushing up to a star, fighting the way through the crowd has to be experienced.

And after a very quick two hours of music, cinema gave way to cricket. The Mexican wave by the crowd was a perfect sync. No one new anyone in the 40,000+ crowd but everyone joined together for a Mexican wave all around the stadium. The match rocked till the very last ball.

Everytime a Chennai team scored, there was a Rajini / Vijay / Ajith / Vikram number played and for Mumbai there was Hrithik’s numbers. Very bad DJ btw, no fade in, no fade out. It was like listenting to ear drum tearing music in Amman temple.

Keeping spirits high even after 4 whole hours of cheering. Wondering why Mia alone isn’t sweating? She has a ‘do-it-yourself in 1 minute’ make up kit. Even before I switched on the cam and gave it to the chick sitting in front of us to click a pic, Mia was ready 🙂

In India …

… there is Commercial Cinema. Two and a half hours of story telling sans logic but with a prolonging string of gripping incidents.

And there is Intelligent Cinema. Two and a half hours of story telling. The viewer will be amazed by the enormous amount of thinking and reasoning their brain does while watching the movie and still does for hours after watching the movie.

Intelligent cinema is not the art cinema. Infact art cinema / art film does not exist. There is only Commercial Cinema (CC) and Intelligent Cinema (IC). Not all CCs make money nor all ICs flop. In this 100+ years of Indian cinema, there has been a steady mix of CC and IC which keeps the industry running. While a movie like Lage Raho Munna Bhai made the heads all over the World turn by getting an Oscar nomination, commercial films like Sivaji made it to the UK Top 10 making heads turn.

While watching a movie on TV today, I was struck with the contrast of the CC and IC and how they co-exist in the cinema eco-system.

While my working schedules have deprived me of my blogging time, I am going to start with a series on ‘Intelligent Cinemas from India’ to keep the so called writer in me from sleeping. It is your participation which is going to add value to the series by means of discussions. My views, your views and our take on cinema would now be a regular in this blog.

By the way, I’ve got a domain name and now it is up and running on my blog. My old URL will automatically redirect you here but if you have a problem with it do update your blogroll / feeds to http://www.tudinesh.com.

The shootings are going in full pace for this movie which was to be released this month. But better best late than never.

Kuruvi’s audio is already making waves. Being a non-Vijay fan, I am hooked to it. Especially the opening number, the happy new year, palaanadhu and the theme music. I just cant wait to see Vijay in director Dharani’s eyes. Their previous combo Ghilli rocked the box office and Kuruvi is definitely going to keep the box office ringing err singing. Dharani is definitely the prince of screenplays (the King being Bhagyaraj) in Tamil. There is absolutely zero logic in his movie but he keeps the audience hooked with his tight gripped screenplay and shot division. Otherwise a crap like Ghilli wouldn’t have even found a distributor. Of course Vijay also has a huge hand in the movie’s success. He underplayed his role after learning his lessons from Bhagavathy and Pudhiya Geethai kind of movies. I am waiting for the FDFS.

Here is a million dollar question: Kuruvi is produced by Stalin’s son Udayanidhi. Do you think the movie’s thirutu DVD will flood the market within a week of it’s release?

Déjà vu

A couple of days back I was watching Panchathanthiram on KTV. In fact this was the first movie I started watching as a college fresher. All of a sudden when the four guys in the movie decide to go to B’lore, each one comes up with a reason to get a permission from the mistress of the house. There was a severe sense of déjà vu at that moment. Many a times have I done the same thing to run out of the city for a break.
It was just a couple of days before watching this movie I came up with an excuse to go to Pondy.
Damn, I’ll have to reduce the number of trips.

This pic below is one of my favourite pics from this trip. The exposuse compensation might not be great (its mobile phone’s camera) but the framing definitely is. The sea shore is on my back and I am on a staircase leading to nowhere in the middle of the sea.

The other one was from a church near the beach. Architecture never ceases to amaze me. Even in my Vis Comm days I was so much into construction and architecture, I used to draw my own designs even on the examination question papers after finishing the exams. The invigilators always hated the Vis Commites and would pounce on any opportunity to get on our nerves. But anyway, this church was a well maintained one but not an ancient one. But still, its a piece of art.


There are three characters, A, B and C.

A is the hero
B is the heroine
C is the best friend

A loves B. B says she is already committed. A’s dad comes and campaigns for A in B’s office. B slaps A’s dad. Dad dies.

C is A’s best friend. C is unable to see A in a dual distress (love failure + dad’s death) and decides to take him to his hometown where his wedding with his cousin is being planned.

A discovers that B is C’s girlfriend cum cousin. A gives up his love because he respects friendship. Suddenly after B’s engagement to C, B falls in love with A. So A, B and C dont marry. A goes back to city with B & C’s grandma and lives happily forever.

If you find this script pathetic, please replace A with Danush, B with the super gorgeous Nayanthara and C with KK and drop your puke at Yaaradi Ne Mohini.

Its an understatement to say that the movie is bad. Danush plays one of those poriki sons and Raghuvaran is his hard working single dad. Danush meets Nayanthara in the typical Minnale style and falls in love instantly. He manages to get close to Nayanthara in ways which are absolutely not possible for the way he had been all these years. The rest is pretty much said in the script above.

The highlight of the movie is when Danush is sent out of KK and Nayanthara’s ancestral house. Danush walks out with the grandma of the house and lives happily ever after.