This is a classic, but a fun classic. The kind of movie that you don’t want to pick at too much because then you will end up ruining it. Which means, yaaaay! Probably a short review.
This is fun, doing these little over view posts! The lists help me from getting all tangled up in my own thoughts, and let you join the discussion, because everyone has an opinion on what wasn’t included and should have been, and what was included and shouldn’t have been.
I got lots of cool suggestions yesterday as to what I should cover next, but while I let those percolate (and please, keep suggesting! Here is the post where I ask for ideas), I am going to do something simple and look at the top grossing film year by year since 1940. Should be an interesting way to see the industry evolving, both financially and creatively. You’ll see what I mean when I am complaining about the out of control box office inflation lately. Plus, gives us all space to talk about something totally different from Jab Harry Met Sejal.
Happy Tuesday! Back to the Samarth-Mukherjee family. This one is going to be a long one, but not necessarily a super exciting one. I’ll try to make it as exciting as possible, but both families are too old and too savvy to really get involved in scandals. Although that first post did have Shobhna Samarth’s affair with Motilal, so at least that’s something.
I am super sick, so my brain head typing fingers aren’t really working. I can’t handle anything complicated, like my usual “reasons I love you style birthday posts”. But I think I am up to writing a little narrative of Ashok Kumar’s life. Even if I can’t handle all the many many news stories that are coming out and I should really be talking about (nothing huge, like Shahrukh getting a divorce or something, but I’d really like to talk about the Censor Board certificate for Ae Dil at some point in the distant future when I no longer feel like death).