Yourr Racking days are owaar da!

The Rock N Roll city no more. In the recent news Bangalore police have issued new moral rules stating that there will be no LIVE music in pubs and bars and also cannot use flashy and bright lights in pubs. The city cops are undoubtedly got bored of doing nothing and just to make things fun got this rule out.

Where on earth a neon light is not considered to be fancy? Were you thinking the lights will draw the attention of extra terrestrials following which they will come settle in this city? Considering the fact the city is already crowded and you don’t want any more alien settlers with thin rickety legs and two popped eyes. As i believe you want to limit the city’s tag as the ‘International city’ and not ‘Universal city'.

Dear cops, you can’t dance with your huge semi circular (and few circular) pot bellies and so you don’t want people to do the same either. You read somewhere “Dance like nobody is watching you” and so you want all of them to go home lock their door and dance so that nobody is watching them. Here folks work their ass off and after a deadening week, they want to break free and do stuffs that you my friend will never understand. Unlike you who is happy drinking a cheap quarter whisky, come home and order your wife to serve rice and sambar, some people need a bit extra from their life which is hard for you to infer.

Whats wrong with LIVE music anyways? It is very much understood that the only English song you can sing is ‘Happy birthday to you’. Very much convinced but why you hate those kids going to concert and live gigs in pubs? Dont you like their long hairs? Their lazy beard or their attitude which says FUCK YOU every time you look into their eyes? What is your problem? How can you not think of your own benefit? These kids will come back from the pub drunk, needless to say that they will drive too. Woila! That is your chance, nab them and screw them for money. That is all what you want, right?

You cannot impose your Nazi rules of not-enjoying-life on people who want to be merry just for two days a week. They bear your false practice of law enforcement. Hookers are roaming in the city. Peddlers are injecting drugs. Brothers are mining illegally under your rear. Stop them. Dont act MORAL if you don’t understand the meaning for the same.

That Girl In Yellow Boots:Movie Review

There are certain movies watching which makes you think, “Wish i could ever write a story of this class.” Some, “Wish i could ever direct a film of this kind...could ever act like XYZ...could ever do such kind of cinematography, etc.” That girl in yellow boots is something which u let go off. You say “Man this is not my cup of tea. There is a man called Anurag Kashyap who only can execute cinemas of this kind.” With such a trenchanting and vigour script which is right-on-your-face, there is only one man who can justify it to the full length. With everything starting from the screenplay, direction, cinematography, art direction (was too good to be true), background scores falling in right places, the outcome is That girl in yellow boots.

It’s a story of Brit girl Ruth (Kalki), who is in a quest to find her father who left her and her family from UK and came to India. She finds it hard to survive in the suburbs of Mumbai. She earns her living by giving massage to middle aged people and ends with a happy-ending to satisfy the customer in return of some extra cash. She is accompanied by a small time junkie boyfriend Prashant who wants her for physical favours .Her to and fro journey from Mumbai to Osho ashram, Pune in search of her father and convincing people to give an information or two regarding her father’s whereabouts. She witnesses many ups and downs in her life. She shares a fatherly relationship with Naseeruddin Shah who visit her only for massage, unaware of her other offerings. A local goon Chutiyapa (Gulshan) scourges her to give him the ‘handshake’ she gives to her other clients, to compensate the debt her boyfriend needs to repay Chutiyapa. As the story unfolds she comes closer to her father’s identity but with a bold climax. The climax which put you in deep thoughts as it approaches towards the end.

The movie is set on a tight screenplay with continuous flow and doesn’t let you distract. The camera is astonishing as it complements the screenplay very well. Certain scenes were told in such a way that they were bold yet not vulgar. The art direction is out of the world. From Ruth’s place to the massage parlour, done very neatly and was precise. The idea of background score was kept simple yet interesting. The lone song track was used carefully wherever needed. The acting of all the characters were heavy. Anurag Kashyap sets a character sketch for all the character used in the story for a better understanding of the plot. Apart from Kalki who was phenomenal in her Brit makeover, Prashant was very impressive. Not to forget Puja and Gulshan who justified their roles pretty well and added humour in the plot. Naseeruddin was natural as always despite of a brief role given to him.

Watch this movie for a hard hitting, jaw dropping story. The climax leaves you numb and dry. An awfully disturbed ending which takes you aback. Watch it for the avant-grade style of cinema making. Watch it for the change you were seeking in Indian cinema for long.
I go with 4/5.