I finally got the box office post up! Much later than usual, but at least I did it.
I was feeling bad for writing such light weight posts lately, and then I remembered, oh right, I watched 3 movies this weekend and wrote 6 full length reviews (2 each) for them. Just, not everybody was interested in those reviews, so for some of you this is a pretty light week. To make up for it, I pulled out some of the more general discussion sections of my reviews of Karwaan and cobbled together a Hindi Film 101 out of it.
I already put up my No Spoilers review which was just a wee bit cynical and unsympathetic. Versus this review which is a lot bit cynical and unsympathetic. If you want to watch the film, you should probably read that review. Not because this review has spoilers, the joy of it is in the songs and the beautiful cinematography and the line delivery by Irrfan, not in any details of the plot. But because I am just the entsy-ist bit mean and sort of tie this movie into the entire problem of class/gender oppression in the world.
I am a bit over the “greatest tragedy in the world is a wealthy upper class man who just wants to be an artist” film trope. Which was probably clear from the title if this post. Indian, American, French, Norwegian, it’s all the same thing, and I am SICK OF IT. Good lord, just count your blessings and get over yourself.
Happy Saturday! I am sleeping in, or at least trying to (I always have a hard time sleeping in). So I am writing this from The Past so you have a place to talk amongst yourselves while I sleep (hopefully).