Strange.. even as I write, I am beginning to wonder if I could ever complete this task! I've never written a review on a movie because, I have the humbling feeling that people always are of some stature before they could be viewed by those around them. SO, to give an opinion would be to view their growth from one angle only...
Saw IV.. basically is a horror movie. I mean, you can not go to a swimming pool and expect all the swimmers to be fully clad; nor can you expect swim wear in a DJ party. Coming to the context of the inspiration that has so cluttered the web with my cumbersome thoughts... I wanted to see this movie as i happened to learn it from the discussions that my friend happened to pass on to me. Well, ... I just concluded that the movie has to be ear marked for viewing.
For those who are not very conversant with the grapevine in movie circles (in this free ware community), one has but to air his desire to view something... the deed would be accomplished in a matter of about 2 nights... no ! you did not read wrong; the BSNL has given a small avenue to enable us to download stuff during the late / early hours of the day ("depending on which part of the country you come from"). So, our community (comps that download are holier than comps that suggest) converts the avenue to a broadway in night time and gets the stuff for all to enjoy.
So, one of the holier comps had done me the favour and i had a chance to see this horror movie SAW IV. Yes! it was what it promised to be.. and more so, as it was gory too! Great! as I mentioned earlier, i did not expect anything different. What touched me was the fact that even though it was not expected to be in the gener that could give out values, it did!
The person who was on his deathbed, being determined to avenge the death of his son who was killed even before he came out of the womb, has been a run of the mill story in the vernacular films that we came across! The "Villain" began to annihilate all those who did wrong in all sectors of the society! (a smell of Tagore?!) He not only strained his brains, he even trained people in that direction! Could he be a pervert or a maniac? No! Unlike Tagore (No, though it was not as gory!and all reviews expressed that the end justified the means!), his means too were taken care of while traversing the path to the end!
In this movie, what made me appreciate is the fact that the person gave choices to the people whom he intended to punish (Kill)! (The means also was glorious in the likening of Aparichitudu,) he had decided on the appropriate means of punishment... (kumbhi paakam etc..) yet, in contrast to what we have all appreciated in that gener of movies, the "Villain" decides to give an option so that each could walk out of the "Death trap" by punishing themselves as THEY deemed fit, voluntarily! This is a novel method. Those who could really evaluate themselves could escape the "punishment" and live! Those who could not, "deserved" their death.
One final theme that has really moved me was... "Every one has to meet their fate... yet, with patience, one can surely come out unscathed.... as, fate does not decree anything bad for anyone." The Fate has only lessons for us to learn.. the sooner we learn, the faster we progress.. and happier would be our lives!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
Look out! many lessons abound!!
Recently I happened to learn an invaluable lesson from the handicapped tea vendor in my street and that set me to pen down the following thoughts. Every night when i came out of my house for the customary night walk with my friends, I saw a tea vendor -a handicapped person trying to earn his livelihood by trying to sell tea to the late night workers and watchmen on duty. I realised the observance was mutual when on one night he approached me and asked if i knew of any of my friends who had taken a flask from him along with tea about a week earlier. Since he had still not received the flask, he was eager to trace it and receive it back. After that, every day, he kept looking at me with the fond hope that i would have traced that friend of mine and was able to give the flask to him at least that day.
I walked past him for couple of days and then realised that the person was losing about a third of his income each night as he was not able to supply his buck-u-uppo reagent to the needy warriors of the night.
Many times have i wondered as to what constituted charity!...going with friends to a hotel, having a good time, and then vying with each other to pay the bill for the group or, to drop a tenner to the occasional beggar that came our way. Though, the intention is benevolent- to avoid the hassle of money matters after a night well spent with the dear ones, we may tend to forget that all of us are actually capable of bearing the total expenditure by ourselves!
Before eco friendly reader wonders why i am beating around the bush and destroying the foliage, let me get back to the theme. One day i saw the tea vendor grinning at us and talking very happily to us. So, i picked up the courage (that comes out of the vanquishing the guilt born of subjecting someone to the avoidable stress ) and asked him to serve us a few cups. After we drank and were coming back, i wondered as to how the issue got resolved. It was then that one of my friends told me that he had provided one new flask to the vendor of the nightly elixir.
That set me to think... After all, the amount was paltry compared to the amounts that we spent each day when we went out for dinner or for that matter, procure dinner for all the friends for a group meal. But, the joy it gave to the vendor and the gratifying looks with which he greeted us each day..., i am sure, i can not procure that out of the ten or twenty rupees that i get to save by haggling and convincing the vendors that i am a better connoisseur of the trade nor out of the hundreds spent on my peers!
If we were to bump into a street vendor offering us a small flimsy article for an apparently highly price, we may not appreciate it. After this incident, i began to appreciate the value of ten rupees foregone by refusing to bargain with the needy vendors to the hundreds spent on the flimsy social gesture of paying up for the friends who could as well take care of their needs!
All need not learn through their own experience.May be, some can gain out of others' experiences! I am thankful to my physically handicapped nightly elixir vendor friend for setting right my handicapped thought processes floundering in the black lazy waters of uncaring attitudes.
I walked past him for couple of days and then realised that the person was losing about a third of his income each night as he was not able to supply his buck-u-uppo reagent to the needy warriors of the night.
Many times have i wondered as to what constituted charity!...going with friends to a hotel, having a good time, and then vying with each other to pay the bill for the group or, to drop a tenner to the occasional beggar that came our way. Though, the intention is benevolent- to avoid the hassle of money matters after a night well spent with the dear ones, we may tend to forget that all of us are actually capable of bearing the total expenditure by ourselves!
Before eco friendly reader wonders why i am beating around the bush and destroying the foliage, let me get back to the theme. One day i saw the tea vendor grinning at us and talking very happily to us. So, i picked up the courage (that comes out of the vanquishing the guilt born of subjecting someone to the avoidable stress ) and asked him to serve us a few cups. After we drank and were coming back, i wondered as to how the issue got resolved. It was then that one of my friends told me that he had provided one new flask to the vendor of the nightly elixir.
That set me to think... After all, the amount was paltry compared to the amounts that we spent each day when we went out for dinner or for that matter, procure dinner for all the friends for a group meal. But, the joy it gave to the vendor and the gratifying looks with which he greeted us each day..., i am sure, i can not procure that out of the ten or twenty rupees that i get to save by haggling and convincing the vendors that i am a better connoisseur of the trade nor out of the hundreds spent on my peers!
If we were to bump into a street vendor offering us a small flimsy article for an apparently highly price, we may not appreciate it. After this incident, i began to appreciate the value of ten rupees foregone by refusing to bargain with the needy vendors to the hundreds spent on the flimsy social gesture of paying up for the friends who could as well take care of their needs!
All need not learn through their own experience.May be, some can gain out of others' experiences! I am thankful to my physically handicapped nightly elixir vendor friend for setting right my handicapped thought processes floundering in the black lazy waters of uncaring attitudes.
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