Saw Dasavatharam recently. UGH!!!!!! And I went all the way to Noida to watch it too- thanks to B and R who were ensconced in that place and so I had to make perilous trip across the Yamuna, across state borders to see Kamal buried under loads of prosthetic makeup. It was so much makeup that he could hardly move his facial muscles (= couldn’t act). I don’t know why I go with such high expectations – Kamal has degenerated into making these self aggrandizing movies. Should just stick to good old Rajni –at least you know what you are getting. No pretensions of high brow-ness. Silly masalas with great Rajni one-liners.
The perilous trip to Noida was more fun than the movie itself. I took a bus to 12/22…yes that’s what its called. And imagine the bus guy yelling it in hindi…in that inimitable Indian hawker way. Apparently it refers to sectors 12 and 22 which are on either side of this main road hence the innovative name.
It’s almost as bad as being told to take the Valad bus and get off at 36 and walk down to Boyfpown – this happened in Wayanad.
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A snake-charmer and his noseless wife,
snake in hand, walk carefully
trying to read omens for a son's wedding
but they meet head-on a noseless woman
and her snake-charming husband,
and cry "The omens are bad!"
His own wife has no nose;
there's a snake in his hand.
What shall I call such fools
who do not know themselves
and see only the others,
O lord of the meeting rivers!
(vacana by Basavanna. from Speaking of Siva translated by A.K Ramanujan)
snake in hand, walk carefully
trying to read omens for a son's wedding
but they meet head-on a noseless woman
and her snake-charming husband,
and cry "The omens are bad!"
His own wife has no nose;
there's a snake in his hand.
What shall I call such fools
who do not know themselves
and see only the others,
O lord of the meeting rivers!
(vacana by Basavanna. from Speaking of Siva translated by A.K Ramanujan)
I’d rather be a forest than a street,
I’d rather feel the earth beneath my feet.
Would I lay down my life to save my brother? No, but I would to save two brothers or eight cousins.
(J.B.S Haldane)
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Il brilgue: les tôves lubricilleux
Se gyrent en vrillant dans le guave,
Enmîmés sont les gouge bosqueux,
Et le mômerade hosgrave.
(French translation of Jabberwocky from the Annotated Alice)
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