Okay, as I am entirely vetti at home this summer, I've taken up a habit of adding useless and vetti-scene things to my blog. These things have no significance at all, and are jusht for diversion and distraction, to take your mind away from my awful posts.
There is this clock that shows you Indian Standard Time (applicable to all major indian cities) that shows you exactly the amount of time you are wasting, or have wasted here.
There is also this counter that joblessly counts the number of times my blog is hit by unassuming fellow creatures.
There is a brand new Shoutbox, whose very creators don't have the slightest idea what its uses are. But it looks quite cool, and in a consumerist spree, I had to have it.
There is also a Blogroll. Now THIS is frequently used, by people, to escape out of my blog to other half-baked ones.
Anyways, I'm creatively challenged enough to write a post about all this.
Okay, for all the people who want to yecha-thuppify at this post, use the Shoutbox, alright? [:D]
Free... Peace.
Posted on 3:02 AM by CkisgoD and filed under | 2 Comments »
Its cool, how some people ADORE Rock and some DESPISE Rock with the same intensity, you know?
Rock turns people crazy. It breeds monsters out of nerds, it breeds psychos out of saints. Like it or not, people always have something to say when it comes to Rock. Its something you use as a bridge of conversation, when you are talking to a newly introduced fellow and you run out of interesting topics to discuss without sounding boring. After you finish up well beaten tracks like Sports and Food... you slip in something like:
"You dig Rock, man?"
If the guy goes "Rock?? Shit. You know the 40th Symphony of Mozart?? Now thats music.", chuck him out of your house. Now.
If the guy goes all radiant and "Du-ude... Metallica owns, man.", you have a pal for a lifetime.
Some guys(a.k.a Dipak) never understand what the fuss is about Rock. Ear splitting guitars with drums that thrash at unearthly tempos with a gang of guys roaring into their mikes fail to make any impact on their ears. They give you lame reasons like "Blindly aping the west", "No melody", "Just a fad" and "Un-Indian."
While others(a.k.a Rest Of The World) feel the rush of adrenaline that creeps up your veins when Joey Jordison rolls out his Double-Bass drums into near immortality. These are the guys who whistle when Kirk Hammett gets going, know that Panic! At The Disco is the name of a band and are generally aware of who Kurt Cobain is and what Grunge is.
Rock as a whole is divided into a truckload of genres and sub-genres, that nobody keeps track of it anymore. The latest variants... Emo and Nu-rock almost sound like Pop, with some guitars thrown in. They sound like BackStreet Boys on Amps, and are the favorite target of ridicule from purists, who still swear by good old AC-DC, Metallica and Iron Maiden.
You gotta pick your kind of thing. It's almost the music of the working class, who sweat and toil to earn their bread, and who use it as a tool to rant and rage and point their middle-fingers at their employers living in their suites. It is also the music of the Freak, a rebel in his own universe, who finds solace in its self-demeaning lyrics and decays to nothingness. It is the music of the young, and the old. It presents hitherto unknown lives in a song. It means so much to so many. It is also, primarily, a tool to ease out and party when you are hitting your hols.
Rock is also a reason for you to screw up your face in disgust and say.. "N Sync?? Yuck..."
P.S: Metalheads listen to Pop too.. but they'll never admit it.
Posted on 5:11 AM by CkisgoD and filed under | 9 Comments »
Okay.... this news may be as fresh as cold pie to some of you fellas... and also as hot as... u kno,,free... to some others, but a movie starring Robert De Niro and Al Pacino is releasing this September, I think its a worldwide release.
Its funny, how a guy waits all year for summer vacation to arrive and when it finally does, spends it literally thinking of what to do all the time.
Alright, its not funny. Its crazy. And I for one, clearly have no idea of how to spend my time, so I guess I'm jobless enough to write a post about it. Anyways, I got some options.
I could shift my ass up and down town a bit and actually do a pretty useless jig of In Plant Training, as they call it. Its the shorter version of a longer sentence that goes "parking your bum in some Tech company for a week and collecting a pointless certificate at the end of it all to have a shot at a job you know in your wildest dreams you won't ever get."
Or maybe I could actually roam around with pals to good old hangout spots in Chennai, spending time either eating or kalaaichifying some poor bastard just cuz he's too bored to retort. Or I could try my hand at Football... (pretty late in life, yeah, but hell I'm not playing for a League?!!).
Or I could just ramble on in this damn blog cuz I know GS is reading this... Jeezuz Christ, he must be suicidal.
Or maybe I could try making a movie. Sounds cool when you say it, doesn't it? Makes you sound like Christopher Nolan, with a 2 megapixel camera maybe. But hey, its a start!
Jagan and I came up with this idea mainly, after months of tirelessly watching the best movies in the whole wide world. You see a movie like Requiem For A Dream, you see a movie like Trainspotting, and then you end up seeing a movie like Kuruvi. And then you realize that if Dharani can direct such a lame-ass movie(understatement, its much worse), so can you.
So Jagan came up with this idea, he said "Macha, lets direct a short movie. You know, just for timepass."
I was, like, "You think? Yeah... maybe we can. But we need a better story than Kuruvi and a good camera."
Maybe I sound like a desperate nerd trying to impress readers, but I write stories. Used to, but still can, I guess. So all we needed was a camera..! And a few guys to add up for fun. Turned out our dear friend Ram owned a handycam, something thats still considered high-class in my circle. (Yelai-India)
So then, we decided to give it a shot and direct a pretty serious movie, the story for which is currently under construction. As far as the crew goes, we are open for recruitment...!!!! Its an offer you can't refuse, we give you a job AND a spoof name of a famous Filmmaker. Sounds gr8?? Then join the team...!
He he... maybe we will premiere it at Mouli's house. Only, don't tell him... he'll lock up his gates then.
CREW:
Direction, Story- Sani Ratnam (Mani Ratnam)(Urs truly)(that means ME)
Screenplay- Quentin Cappuccino (Tarantino)(Jagan)
Assistant Director- David Puncture (Fincher)(Dipak)
Cinematography- James Cameraman (Cameron)(Ram)
Music, Soundtrack- Shyam Anderson (Sam Anderson)
Singers- Harish Ration-illaya (Reshammiya)
Producer- Mouli Srinivasan, though we haven't told him the good news yet.
Cheers then... until my next post. Adios.
Posted on 11:03 PM by CkisgoD and filed under | 7 Comments »
"People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden."
"3 minutes. This is it. Ground zero. Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?"
*Muffled sound*
With a gun barrel between your teeth you speak only in vowels.
"I'm sorry?"
"I can't think of anything."
And so started one of the biggest cinematic journeys of my life, as far as it goes. For the ones among you who think Nihilism is a joke, here's my boot.
I've always been a great fan of David Fincher's movies, but this one takes the honours of being his best. Yup, Fight Club. Alien3 was this largely unknown also-ran movie which put Fincher on the map, while Seven sent the audiences reeling with its unrelenting display of levels of Psychosis our dear old Kevin Spacey can achieve. Fincher added Morgan Freeman and a slowly rising Brad Pitt to the cast, and lo! An entertainer that shocked audiences was born.
Then came The Game, with yet another intriguing story, this time starring the quintessentially impudent Michael Douglas. The Game was a typical Fincher-esque movie... with Sean Penn and Deborah Kara Unger adding to the mix. And then came the masterpiece.
With a story right out of a novel that was a shock hit among the literary circles, as pundits were busy criticizing or applauding the guts of Chuck Palauhnik, the author, Fincher set to work. Fight CLub starred Brad Pitt as the new age Guru Tyler Durden, Edward Norton as the nameless narrator of the story, and Helena Bonham Carter in one of the roles only she can pull off with conviction.
Pitt plays the role of Tyler, the icon for millions around this world struggling to keep up with the toll that modern life takes on them. A world where success is measured by the amount of money you make, where there are no roads for further development, where men are emasculated versions of their once dominant peers. Tyler is a nihilist who believes that nature's cause is being tampered with... as people try and grow more and more perfect, they are letting their imperfections trivial. This leads to a stunt in evolutionary growth, as we are no longer what nature wants us to be. Tyler's theory is to preach people to be imperfect, cuz as he says cockily....
"Self improvement is masturbation. Self destruction is the answer."
Edward Norton plays the narrator, one of the millions of office employees working jobs they hate so that they can earn money to buy things they don't even need. His tryst with insomnia drives him into Tyler's hands, and the way they influence each other's lives forms the crux of the story.
Only David Fincher can do justice to a story as dark as Fight Club, and he has. Brad Pitt rocks in his role... his looks, his swagger and attitude bring Tyler to life. Norton, while under-rated, steals the show. His portrayal of the suffering common man surpasses every other role he has done so far. Overall... a modern day classic... Kudos to David!!!
May Tyler rest in peace.
Amen.
Posted on 1:14 AM by CkisgoD and filed under | 2 Comments »
In my pursuit to write something worth reading, never have I faced such a huge void as the one I've been experiencing for the last one year. 2007 wasn't such a kind year to me, I guess. Well, I definitely hope to break the jinx into 08 as I post this piece of crap!
A lot of stuff has been going on ever since I put the hold on my blogging rap.. Country's been going to the dogs as usual.. I've discovered new fields of interests... primarily in Photography and Music.. seems like writing ain't the only thing right now.
A bunch of new philosophies in hand... i come once again to feed the lesser mortals with the fodder their brain needs to keep 'em happily insane.
Cuz hey, you wont believe the predictability of stupidity...!!!!!!!!!!
Posted on 1:08 AM by CkisgoD and filed under | 1 Comments »
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