Happy 3 days after Jaya’s birthday! This is another review of a movie I have seen often enough that I can write the review without prep. But also a movie I think is legitimately worth talking about. It is just so delightful! And at the same time, breaks so many taboos! Oh, and Jaya is so amazing, it’s a great film to watch if you are wondering if/why she was a really big star. Or at least, skip to the end of this post and watch the video.
Happy 2 days after Jaya’s birthday! I want to do something in her honor, but it’s been a bit of A Week, so I have to fall back on one of her more recent films that I have seen enough times to be able to write about it with no re-watching needed. And I also honestly think this is a fascinating character and performance to consider from Jaya.
Well, everyone wants to release first looks on Valentine’s Day. So there are soooooooooooo many. And also, bonus, a reminder that once upon a time Jaya and Amitabh were so in love you could die.
Kind of related to Secret Superstar, right? Another movie about a female protegee of a successful musician. But completely different in every other way. Anyway, an interesting film to talk about!
Should I have been counting down, 88 to 1? Oh well, too late now, and anyway that would have been confusing. I’ll stick with straight 1 through 88. Or, for this post, 31-60 (first post here)
I know this is the film that invented the Angry Young Man. I know it is a Big Story about power and the state and so on and so forth. And that’s why I enjoy it and respect it the same way I enjoy any of the other Amitabh classics, Sholay or Deewar or Trishul or Agneepath. But the reason I love it just for me, is because Jaya and Amitabh are SO IN LOVE. Like, so in love that it is blinding. It’s not a surprise they got married as soon as they finished filming, it would have been a surprise if the DIDN’T get married.
My parent’s 40th wedding anniversary is today and my sister and I are doing NOTHING. Well, not nothing. There is a some small stuff in the works. But it’s not exactly the big rent-a-ballroom-create-a-dance-routine-write-a-poem kind of celebration that other, better children do. To try to make up for that, I am going to at least do a theme blog post.