Not much else to write about today, and I felt like I couldn’t just let it go with the Shahrukh birthday post and Happy Diwali, so let’s throw in a last minute post on the Secret Superstar theme!
I know I know, normally this is where I talk about a classic film. But it’s been a busy week, and I didn’t manage to watch anything fancy, and I don’t have the energy to talk about anything fancy, and Gupt was a the library. And it is SO AMUSING!!!! In an “amusingly bad” kind of delightful way.
Not the easiest thing to see as “heroic” a figure who fought along side Imperial Japan and Nazi Germany! Yes, I understand the “the enemy of my enemy is my friend” ideology, and that in many ways the evils of colonialism could be considered equal to the sins of Japan and the Nazis, or at least related. But supporting Imperial Japan and Nazi Germany still doesn’t seem like something to necessarily be proud of?
Not sentimental for my life as a gangster in 90s Bombay, I wasn’t actually a gangster in 90s Bombay, but for where the film industry was in the early 2000s when I first found it.