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I just saw this, the latest Shahrukh Khan film, and it was AWESOME. There was a lot of shouting and running and field hockey and most importantly Shahrukh Khan doing all of these things often at the same time. I now want to go out and shout Chak De! to people. And if I wouldn't die of a heart attack I would take up playing street hockey once more.


But the most awesome scene was when the Women's hockey team SRK is coaching come together by getting involved in a brawl with some harassing men in a McDonald's. It was great especially when the various members of the coaching staff kept wanting to intervene but SRK's character kept stopping them because this was such an excellent moment for them to bond. It probably doesn't sound excellent but it was, especially when the guys started running for their lives but were hauled back into the fray,

ETA: And now I will destroy my cheery mood by watching the last two episodes of Silence. I keep having to pause this one because the angst is too much. It's almost superangst it is so powerful. The only way I keep myself going is by hoping that the evil dad gets run over by a truck or thrown out of a plane into the desert to suffer. IF THIS DOES NOT HAPPEN IT WILL BE ONE MORE PROOF OF AN UNJUST UNIVERSE.

ETA 2: I thought it wasn't possible for me to hate Evil Dad anymore than I did. Turns out I was wrong. My hatred of him is so pure and burning it gets me through the angst in the other scenes because I am hopeful of a horrific fate for him. I just sit there devising new ones as the episodes go on.

ETA 3: Hey, Evil Dad? You know when you say that maybe god is punishing you? I'd take out the 'maybe' if I were you because I'm pretty sure any just deity would like to do so for your horrible treatment of your wife and son for over 20 years, breaking your son's heart, blackmailing his OTP into leaving him, firing half the workers in your factories, deserting your first wife and never taking care of your daughter by her, and sundry other offences including being a grade A wanker who is horrible to everyone around them.

ETA 4: Well, that was depressing. I think I've read happier Dostoevsky novels.

Date: 2007-08-12 08:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sajia.livejournal.com
That is, like, totally the synopsis of your average Dhaliwood flick. Yield to temptation, oh snarkalicious one! (Snarkalicious - like bootilicious, but involving more, er, brains)

Date: 2007-08-12 09:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lesbiassparrow.livejournal.com
Noooo! Do not tempt me to even more sources of melodrama. I can barely keep up with the ones I already have... :)

though maybe a few titles might not go amiss

Date: 2007-08-13 12:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sajia.livejournal.com
I don't actually remember the titles of the flicks I saw on Bangladesh Television. A legendary one that I haven't seen is Beder Meye Josna (The Snake-Charmer's Daughter Josna). A classic patriotic one is Jibon Theke Neya, which you might also find interesting because of its take on "matriarchal" contradictions in Bangladeshi culture.
I should separate some of the strands of Bengali commercial film and tv here (arthouse fare, such as Satyajit Ray and his contemporaries' oevre, is a different matter). We have the classic Calcuttta commercial fare, with the Uttam-Suchitra movies as their most famous manifestation. Devdas (synonymous with Indian manpain) was originally a novel of the colonial-era Bengal renaissance, and there has been at least one Kolkatta movie made before the Shahrukh version (which my Ma says greatly changes the original story). Then you've got the Dhakaiya C-grade movies, aimed at the working class. Then there's the BTV natok (teledrama), aimed at the middle-class; a frighteningly large percentage of BTV natoks in the 90s and early 00s were written by Humayun Ahmed, who is also a novelist who is liked by readers but not respected by critics. (His brother, on the other hand, Muhammad Zafar Iqbal, is Bangladesh's most famous author of science fiction and children's books. Iqbal has been a strong critic of Islamic fundamentalism in Bangladesh long before 9/11. Their father was murdered by fundamentalists in the 1971 independence war.)

Date: 2007-08-13 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lesbiassparrow.livejournal.com
Thanks for the titles. I've heard of the earlier versions of Devdas but I doubt I could ever watch them because the Sharukh one left me sobbing on my sofa. The voiceover at the end asking 'shall we ever see the days of our childhood again...' with him dying and Aish closed in that house pretty much blew the angstometer to new heights. I understand Devdas the novel has him as much more useless and complicit in the whole mess and separation from his childhood love than the film but I've never read it (because of the fear of the angst overload).

I'll have to seek some of these out one day. Perhaps when I've recovered a bit more from Silence and gotten through a bit more of my terrifying large kdrama backlog.

Date: 2007-08-14 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
Well, that was depressing. I think I've read happier Dostoevsky novels.

Silence remains the most depressing drama I've seen.

any just deity would like to do so for your horrible treatment of your wife and son for over 20 years, breaking your son's heart, blackmailing his OTP into leaving him, firing half the workers in your factories, deserting your first wife and never taking care of your daughter by her, and sundry other offences including being a grade A wanker who is horrible to everyone around them.

And he doesn't ease off even when his kid is dying. Oh, how I wanted a bunch of rabid dogs to eat him, but alas, it was not to be.

I adore Silence, but I never watched all of it because I got too depressed.

Date: 2007-08-14 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lesbiassparrow.livejournal.com
I got through Silence at the end by doing a lot of ffing, not because I didn't care but because the angst was too much. I couldn't deal with.

I felt the dad got off very lightly at the end. I wanted a scene of him wandering the streets broke and drinking soju like the 'hero' in 'Person that I Love.' Now there was a dorama that knew how to hand out the proper karmic punishment.

Date: 2007-08-14 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
So, what happened to the protagonist of PTIL?

Silence was good but that was the problem. I couldn't really mock it so it just made me sad to see the misery.

Date: 2007-08-14 09:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lesbiassparrow.livejournal.com
He gets dumped by his wife (the rich girl who he left his partner and baby for) because she's all 'bored now.' Then he wanders the streets drunken and swigging soju before collapsing. It was very satisfying, though I was sad that nothing really seemed to happen to the equally horrid rich girl.

ps

Date: 2007-08-14 09:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lesbiassparrow.livejournal.com
And he cries out saying that he loves original partner. Excellent stuff.

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