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Oct 312014
 



Think of our newscast as a screaming woman running down the street with her throat cut.
– TV station News director Nina (Rene Russo) to Louis Bloom (Jake Gyllenhaal) in Nightcrawler

Don’t you dare count me among the surprised when Jake Gyllenhaal has his hands full with trophies during the coming awards season for a superb performance in Nightcrawler.

I’ve seen a whole bunch of Gyllenhaal films including the Oscar winning Brokeback Mountain (where our man played a gay cowboy and for which he got the Best Supporting Actor nomination) but I think Nightcrawler is his best performance in a lead role.

A remarkable portrayal of a chilling character!

Night Thriller

Made on a modest budget of $8 million, Nightcrawler is anything but a crawler.

Call it a dark, night-thriller and you’d be right on the money!

The film is a fast-paced, crisply written account of ‘nightcrawler’ Louis Bloom (Jake Gyllenhaal) racing wildly, dangerously on the nocturnal streets of Los Angeles to capture graphic video footage of murders, home invasions, fires, car-jackings, horrific accidents and other bloody scenes to be sold to local TV stations.

And if the victim is a White middle-class or upper class person living in the suburbs, all the better from the TV station point of view (White Americans live in mortal dread of crime creeping into and sullying their cosy, pristine suburban White neighborhoods). Continue reading »

Oct 242014
 

It’s not what you did, son. It’s who you did it to.
– Russian mob chief Viggo Tarasov to son Joseph in John Wick.

What’s common to Bollywood and Hollywood garbage?

Ha ha ha, elementary my dear kiddo.

Both have a strong Indian connection.

While the details of Indian connections to Bollywood garbage are no secret, few know of the Indian links to Hollywood junk.

Hollywood’s latest piece of garbage John Wick is co-produced by Raj Singh, a Silicon Valley millionaire of Indian origin who’s lately been pouring money into several English films.

I don’t know about you but it warms the cockles of my heart to learn that be it Hollywood, Bollywood or Kollywood the desi connection to junk is ever close at hand. ;)

John Wick is directed by Chad Stahelski and David Leitch, and ‘written’ by Derek Kolstad.

Delightful Garbage

Unalloyed garbage though it is largely on account of its simplistic plot, John Wick has a certain endearing appeal to it.

The charm of this piece of shit owes to an amalgam of four things – Lead star Keanu Reeves cast as our eponymous hero John Wick, Swedish actor Mikael Nyquist who plays the Russian mobster Viggo, pleasing photography and a hard-hitting revenge drama that has the blood and action going non-stop.

For me, the adrenalin rush started when the Russian mobster’s son Joseph (Alfie Allen) lusts for John Wick’s sleek and powerful 1969 Mustang at the gas station.

A stupid fuck who lacks the focus, commitment and will of his father Viggo or John, the young punk Joseph refuses to take no for an answer. Continue reading »

Oct 172014
 

Of the countless movie opening scenes I’ve watched (nay endured), nothing comes remotely near the thrill of Dom Hemingway.

The audacity of the lines, the expressions on Jude Law’s face and the volcanic eruption at the end, oh, believe me, it’s a timeless, peerless moment.

Yeah, the ‘unluckiest son of a bitch in the world’ grabs you by the cojones and just won’t let go. ;)

Opening’ Treat

Is my cock exquisite?
Oh, cos I think it’s
fucking exquisite.
I think it’s a fucking work of art.
Like a Renoir.
Or a Picasso.
The painting of my cock
should hang at the Louvre.
They should study my
cock in art classes,
spend whole courses
studying the splendid contours of
its exquisiteness, don’t you think?
They should also study
my cock in science class
cos it defies nature.
My cock is hard.
It’s metal, it’s steel,
it’s titanium.
It does not break.
It does not weaken.
My cock can stand all day
like a good soldier trying
to impress his superiors.
If my cock could win
a medal, it would.
If they could name a school
after it, it should.
If it could save small Somali
children from starving,
it would and should, and it’ll have
a Nobel fucking Peace Prize for it,
the first such prize
ever given to a cock.
My Nobel Prize-winning
cock’s like a cheetah,
all sleek and dangerous and deadly.
Sonnets should be written about
how dangerous my cheetah cock is.
Poems, plays.
Wars should be won over it,
kingdoms fallen because of it.
My cock is lightning. It is fire.
It is a volcano brewing with
the sacred semen, lava,
Sugar and spice and all things nice.
Sorry for the lack of warning, dearie.
Things happen.
Sometimes you expect ‘em,
sometimes you don’t.

I stumbled upon Dom Hemingway (written and directed by Richard Shepard) while stalking Netflix’ new film aisles on a sleepless night recently.

Lucky me!

Dark Treat

Dom Hemingway falls under what those in the business refer to as the dark comedy genre. Continue reading »

Sep 262014
 

Hollywood A-lister Denzel Washington has often whined that Indian cabbies don’t stop for him in New York City.

After sitting through Denzel’s new movie Equalizer in quiet fury this evening, I decided the whiner was not going to win any sympathy from me.

Folks, Equalizer works very hard to match the Bollywood junk that Indian directors shovel our way ad nauseam.

Based on a three-decade-old TV series, Equalizer is the dreadful handiwork of director Antoine Fuqua (of Training Day fame, the movie that got Denzel his Best Actor Oscar).

Not Worth It

Equalizer is a one-man show – Denzel, Denzel and more Denzel.

Denzel as a middle-aged employee of a large home improvement store (think Home Depot), Denzel reading Hemingway’s Old Man and the Sea late night at a 24-hour diner, Denzel motivating his co-worker to get a job as security guard, Denzel making small talk with a young Russian hooker Yelena (Chloë Grace Moretz) at the diner, Denzel making mincement of the Russian Mafia in Boston and Denzel bringing down a dreaded criminal oligarch in Moscow.

All of it tiresome! Totally. Continue reading »

Sep 212014
 

Impeccably written, beautifully enacted, frequently funny and charmingly photographed, Le Week-End (2013) is an absolute treat.

British director Roger Michell directed this delightful film based on the story by Hanif Kureshi (of My Beautiful Laundrette and the Buddha of Suburbia fame).

How I stumbled upon this gem I can’t recollect now but I’m glad I did.

It’s one of the many unfair tragedies of life that Le Week-End never got a wide release and grossed little at the box office!

Life – No Fun

Life is anything but fun for the vast, nameless majority for whom a new dawn yields no joy but brings forth only fresh pain (job issues, money problems, children trouble, marital infidelity, health crises etc). Continue reading »

Aug 272014
 

All your friends try to kill you? – Alice Fournier (Olga Kurylenko)

Eventually.The November Man (Pierce Brosnan)
Source – The November Man

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief during the closing credits of the new Hollywood spy thriller November Man.

Names like Sriram Das, Raj Brinder Singh, Vishal Rungta, Ankur Rungta whizzed by.

WTF was that!

Where did this desi swarm spring from?

Hey, didn’t I just watch a Hollywood film (directed by Roger Donaldson with screenplay by Michael Finch and Karl Gajdusek).

I rushed home, to Google.

Eureka!

Of the countless action films these fading eyes have swooned over the last few decades (James Bond, Jason Bourne, Batman, Superman, Supergirl, Iron Man, Lucy, Kickass etc), I now declare unequivocally that my favorite is the new Hollywood film The November Man (Pierce ‘James Bond‘ Brosnan, Olga ‘Bond girl‘ Kurylenko).

Why? Why November Man?

Because it’s a Hollywood action film produced by Indians (along with Beau St. Clair and Pierce Brosnan). :)

Oh, No. Not by that C-grade businessman Anil Ambani or that brain dead mass of steroid pulp a.k.a. Uday Chopra.

OK, I can sense your impatient angst boiling over.

Let me explain the “Indian” part of November Man before you Chutiyas start wetting your langots and panties in impotent rage.

Sriram Das of Das Films (Santa Monica, California) is co-producer of The November Man.

Sriram Das - November ManSriram Das – Co-Producer

A Harvard and Yale alumnus, 36-year-old Das (born in NYC) has produced seven films and has another seven in the pipeline.

Above Average

Honey, who gives a rat’s ass about Sriram Das or Gobar Gas.

Tell me ’bout the movie.

And what do you have to say about the ‘other’ critics who have savaged the film (35% on Rotten Tomatoes).

Well, it should come as no surprise to you schmucks that the only critic I’ve ever found competent or taken seriously is I, Me and Myself.

In my movie lexicon, action films are seldom great.

With rare exceptions like The Dark Knight Returns, they usually fall on the spectrum between bad to above average.

November Man falls in the class of Above-Average Hollywood films.

Based on Bill Granger’s novel There Are No Spies, the film is a spy thriller set in Belgrade with guns blazing, cars zipping on narrow European streets, a dashing ‘decent’ hero (Pierce Brosnan), a sexy babe (Olga Kurylenko), double-crossing CIA agents and, of course, the rotten Russian bastards. Continue reading »