Catch this “Don”or if you can. Movie Review : "Vicky Donor"

Catch this “Don”or if you can.

Rating:  \m/\m/\m/\m/

What do you do when you want to make a blockbuster movie and rake millions out of it? It’s simple. Get the usual weapons: a big production house, a cliché script with a happy ending which helps the stressed Indian viewer go back home happy and of course to pull all this off the most lethal weapon of them all, Stardom. And yes.. a dash of lil skimpy vamp gyrating on 70’s kinda theme. There you go. Perfect recipe.

But what if you don’t have the power to afford the stardom? Then the real game comes into play. The most lethal weapon of them all is then humor and a right balance of emotions. A well written script which carries it better than Forest Gump carrying his mates in battlefield and an experienced actor in the team to  rock everyone off their pants with his awesomeness and inspire the rest of the new crowd to excel in whatever they do. A story so real that the audience visualizes the movie happening in his own humble home rather than a dream which normally the star packed movies tend to do.

Apna Vicky donor…they did just that. A perfectly crafted script, it uses humor, meticulous research and balance of emotions more professionally than a yakuza hitman handling his sniper rifle. The new cast of Yamini and Aysuhman and the rest do their bit with such perfection that it almost looks easy to do as we sit and watch the flick. And while the newbies carry their parts flawlessly, the source of inspiration lies in the magic like craft of the experienced veteran Anu kapoor. Anyone and I mean anyone who was in that team and was watching Mr Kapoor in his usual impeccable form couldn't help bask in his awesomeness and get inspired.

And if that’s not enough, they also pour drops of music which refuses to go out of your mind.[ Just like I refuse to go out this writing business.]  And then there are little details which blow your mind away. Like the relationship between the old Saas and the withering Bahu sharing a drink together every night. And the unquestionable bias of Dadi towards the grandson. {btw that’s more real than you can ever imagine. Come over for a coffee at my home sometime and you’ll know J }. And the way they captured the Bengali lifestyle. Even better, the way they captured Dilli wala Punjaabi life ishtyle. Most of the marriges they show in movies scare me as a bachelor. Petrify, I think is a better word. The wedding they’ve shown in this movie, it actually made me wonder when am I gonna watch My Dadi dance in my Baraat.

Aayushman is brilliant. Period. High time that people started taking people with good humor seriously. Because that is actually the toughest genre of all.And for a change, requires brains. Yamini, I start stammering when I talk about her like SRK from Darrrr……..I am in love. If she just sat pretty on that bank desk smiling and did nothing else then also she would have made people fall in love with her. Her versatile acting almost inches ahead of her oh- so- good looks and makes people not only fall in love with her but stand up, clap and cry at the same time.

Special mention to master performances by the Dadi, the mom, the friend who walks with a stick and the girl next door. They’ve owned the audience.

This is one movie in which Shoojit Sarkar has done what no other Director has done before. While making a light hearted movie which directly deals with a sexual theme right from its title itself, it’s a movie which doesn’t talk about sex. And if the box office figures  are anything to go by , the movie still manages to live by the age old diktat………. “Sex Sells”.

 photo courtesy: santabanta.com

Space..........The Pursuit

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Part One : The Background and Other Crap.........(Read : Attempt to overcome writer's block)

The Struggle

We see struggles going around us all the time.Some are petty, some extremely complicated. Palestine-Israel, Darfur, Kashmir.........its everywhere. Amongst all this chaos and fuk,......one of the most intense struggles we can come across in our lives is the struggle to get little space on that common armrest when in a movie theater or a crowded train.

So one of these days I boarded this flight..as I walked across the aisle ....(walking the aisle,even in this context feels weird!!! ) ...ahem anyways...i saw two extremely hot babes sitting with a vacant seats between them.I prayed that Murphy, My loyal partner spares me this time and  that seat turns out to be mine ..\m/..and it did :D

My seat number was 9B...between 9A and 9C.....the seats between the hot gals.............

Murphy : How nice of you to think about me ??? having a nice day..eh mate?

Me: No chance this time dude...I have a ticket with number printed

Murphy: Owww.......I kinda like yaa u know......

This is the time wen the stewardess comes to me and tells me there has been a mistake and that I am on a wrong seat.......I show the ticket....

 I freaking loved this Indigo Ad btw

Hot- Insane -Tall -extreme -Oh so pretty -Stewardess :Sir ,you have to change your seat

Common -run- of- the- mill- ugly-Me : Amm...here's my ticket ...It says 9 B

I give her a "owww-honey-u- got- looks- no -brains- but" look and she smiles back

Still-Hot- Insane -Tall -extreme-Oh so pretty  -Stewardess: This seat sir, is 9E-B....coz this is near exit door....so in this particular aircraft its numbered like this......urs is 9B..just in front of this........

I get up..I see this old aunt who's actually shouting randomly that I should be thrown off the plane coz I am on her seat..She was like  this ......And i was like this..I'm like don't worry granMa ...I feel like jumping off too

And then I see 9B ...One side there is a lil kid near the window who's taking out noises of take-off a bit louder than actual aircraft's noise.....and on the Aisle seat we got a Harley Davidson Rider kinda guy weighing around 150 kGS and appears to be a bit crazy....and he's giving me a look as if I just cursed his Mother...

I sit down in the middle ...Numb......

Murphy:It's not just you....sometimes even I wonder at times how Absou-fukin-ly awesome I am.

Me: Dude....why??? did u see those babes??? And look at this guy...and this kid...he's already thrown water on me......

Murphy: Man...common...It's not so bad..(humming the dido  "thank you" song)

Inner Conscious: .(with a chuckle)..see ...if u can go through this...u can go through any god-damn journey afterwards

Me: Don't start on that pls....Ive been getting this ..."if u can go through this." speech all my life.....anyways...Im not talking to you guys.............

Murphy and Inner Conscious doing a Hi5

Brain: You fukin sulking whining hore.......

Me : Im not talking to you either ...

Brain: *&*&*((^^$%$^

Me : Wateva....Shut Up I mean

Brain:  %$$^*^&(^^%^%%

Me : HEYY

Brain: *(*^&%&&&.....

And this is when I get a huge thud on my elbow from the rider uncle......and he conquers the armrest......I decide to fight back ...knowing very well that it could turn into THIS  . He gives me a mean stare and and gives a glance on my arm....I just slide it away.....

So I look on the other side and decide to keep my arm on the kids armrest,.....he immediately attacks me with a fork and a loud shriek...ILL KILL BOTH OF YOU........He Declares....Fat guy just glances on to the kid and makes a Peace sign....and then points a finger on me and shrugs.....Kid Shouts Again....THIS MY SPACE

And this is when I start thinking ......Space......wtf Man......It's all abt Space end of the day.....Ain't it???

Think abt the problems I mentioned in the beginning....... Palestine ,Darfur,Kashmir, The armrest...and then our career,our relationships, our ego's...It's all About Space..................

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Part Two: The Space......( Read :Two Coffee - One Drink Down-@3 AM)

Time to go in Flashback .....

20 years earlier .......(Read wen Mom wore huge Sunglasses and Dad drove cars real fast)

Scene:.... I'm going for the Nursery Interview

Characters: Me and Twin sis..and Mommy

Mom :,Ok they're gonna ask you what you wanna be when you grow up .....So tell me....Wat u wanna be???

Lil Twin Sis and Me together:  I wanna be an Orange Peeler (Very Loudly ) 

We both look at each other and clap : YAYYYY

Mom ..scared..no........petrified actually:.... Noooo,.....No No.No...sound like normal children here for god's sakes......Amm...Tell them U wanna be an Astronaut and go into Space. 

Me : Do I get Oranges in Space?

Mom: Yes...Lots of 'em...(sigh)...

Me : Ok, then

So this is where my fascination with space started. I am not fascinated with the Universe and Stars kinda Space per se...That's just one meaning of this word.I'm in awe of this word actually........ Space..............

Space,With its original meaning is an entity which is absolutely devoid of any foreign existence in it.When Matter starts existing in it...it gets polluted. Space ...to me, is the absolute purity.Matter, Gravity, Energy, Light....all are basically thriving "In" the space.

Nothing can exist if there is no space. Nothing. But space on other hand,exists, in it's unquestionable divinity, totally on it's own. 

I'm surprised there is no religion based on this?? There are instances When God's existence can be questioned...but Space.....it's Unquestionable.....and It cannot be destroyed. Because even if everything present in the universe is destroyed...we'll have empty blank space....pure space....pure canvas....but Space will be there. Just like before Big - Bang.

It has the tendency to keep itself shrouded even when it's the most important ingredient of our existence.

I started this entry writing about struggles. Each and every struggle boils down to struggle of existence. Struggle of Existence on the other hand is basically perseverance of Space. We got a fancy name for it.....it's called "evolution"

Struggle to deal with space exists all around us. in Art, in Science, In Archtecture for that matter, it all boils down to how you make use of the given space.

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After I started thinking about Space...I couldn't help but notice how ingeniously space is dealt with in Arts .

Space has been a major concern in art throughout recorded history. This discussion can go back to Times when 

Renaissance art grew out of its ability to use perspectival techniques to create the illusion of three-dimensional space on the walls.

But....Dear Reader.....I'd like to introduce you here to Salvador Dali.One of my favorite Artists. As soon as i started thinking about Art and Spaces......First name which came in my mind was of Dali. Of course I agree that as far as revolutionizing the spatial concepts is concerned, C'ezzanne's name should come first......but I like Dali...so WTF.

A radically different treatment of space is found in the work of Salvador Dali. Although he began painting in the early part of the century, he is a part of a second wave, being of a later generation. Trained in traditional methods of representation, at the Academy in Madrid, Dali had studied and mastered the techniques used to render classical physical space and forms. 

Nonetheless, like many of the early Surrealists, his work offered him a means to question rational notions of reality. As a result, his paintings offer yet another example of how the concept of space was being re-considered and explored.




Ive been obsessed with Dali's "Persistence of memory" for years now.I think it was there in Mom's room.

 The melting watches here symbolize the irrelevance of time. The orange clock at the bottom left of the painting is covered in ants. Dali often used ants in his paintings as a symbol for death, as well as a symbol of female genitalia. 

The central character fades away into space. 

In order to emphasize the Importance of space,Dali came up with another rendition of this masterpiece. Aptly named as "

‘Disintegration of the Persistence of Memory’ 

In the later painting, matter itself is coming apart, revealing its constituent blocks and the void under the surface of the water.

The fact that constituent of matter is shown in form of small cubes is in sync wit the the wave-particle duality of quantum mechanics, which is intimately related to the nature of space itself in its post-Newtonian conceptualization.

Dali through this paintings stresses the ultimate truth.....The disintegration of everything, including time......leads us to space. The indestructible.

Anything which cannot be created or destroyed is Omega Awesome. And That's why I'm in awe of "The Space"

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-Kunal Mathur