Monday, 9 January 2012

Settling into a new year...

Guys,

It's been  a while since I've published a new post. The reason, actually, is really simple...Inertia, lovely Inertia. It's been 9 days into a new year and well yeah, a very happy new year to you all. I do hope this one's better than the last (especially for me and mine). From all accounts it probably will be.

Well...bloody writer's block! Been stuck on my follow up line for 15 minutes. So I guess I'll just ramble on and magic will happen..hehe.

Recently saw 2 sequels. One good, one bad. The former Sherlock Holmes and a Game of Shadows was something that would have Sir Arthur Conan Doyle disowning the copyright outright. Having said that, it was terrific entertainment. Pithy, smart, well written and a real romp with more than casual allusions to orientation between the main protagonists. Very risque and more Guy Ritchie than Holmes. Robert Downey Jr. may very well be the most talented actor of his generation. No one has made the ludicrous more believable in recent times.

Which brings me to the lamentable latter sequel. Don 2. No one has made the believable seem more ludicrous than SRK in his current state of mind. One of the hammiest performances I've had the misfortune to witness, coupled with a dreary overwritten script, bogged down by ham fisted overproduction, this movie truly caters to the same audience its makers used to snigger at when they were younger and not quite as bollywoodized as they are today. The sequel lacks all the subtlety, nuances, red herrings and excitement of the previous version.

I actually liked Farhan Akhtar's interpretation of the cult classic better than the original and felt hugely let down by this piece of trash I was subjected to. Perhaps, he might have tried a prequel? How did Don become the way he did? What created the monster? But then who would play him? Ahh...the movie sucked.

It's a shame because I'm a disgruntled fan of SRK and Farhan Akhtar. I've defended them vigorously over Don in the past and this one just pushed me away. Shame Shame. If any of you guys know these gentlemen, please pass this on to them.

Which brings me to sports...the NBA is up and running (feminine yay, accompanying my announcement as I type). India is hell bent on proving that Duncan Fletcher is a bad coach, our cricketers are above reproach of course, and Dhoni is a great ODI captain, so of course he will be a great test captain. Dump the lot, start from scratch I say. We're losing 4 -0 anyway, what difference does it make. Make Sachin player coach and we;re golden. He can play as long as he likes, because even today, our glorious generation Y can;t hold a candle to him. All they can do is raise birds at audiences when they're irked. Mature boys.

Been listening to Kid Rock lately. Two lovely albums, Born Free and Rock n Roll Jesus. A throwback to the days of Bob Seger. Good times, great music for the open road. It's amazing when you realize this guy was a heavy metal rapper at the start of his career. Also, the Marshall Tucker Band. Great guitar work, fine vocals.

More soon. Hopefully more frequent. Cheers

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