Monday, November 27, 2006

Ay Hairathe

This song really took me by storm.
Guess, Hariharan and Alka Yagnik are lucky to have got this song.
Wish, Shreya had got this song though.

The starting of this song, reminded me of mouth-organ tone featured in 'Iruvar'.
Beyond that, 'dum dara duma...' was pretty much okay, though again not mind-blowing.

And alas, suddenly Hariharan sings 'Ai Hairathe.. ', what a start to the song, more like a dialogue. I cant understand much of what is sung but the starting phase of the song(pallavi) really is the highlight of this song.

And my fancy towards lyrics that I cant understand grew more when Alka sings 'Kyon Urdu Farsi bolthe.. '. I cant make out what 'farsi' means, but it really sounds romantic. Guess, it means 'why are you speaking Urdu so bad. .. maybe.. '

Of course Irish filler between pallavi and anupallavi is not really great.

And the 'tabla' accompanied all through the song is also pretty regular one but again nice. Remember my mother used to be a fan of 'tabla'-usage, will try to check with her, if she liked this 'tabla' piece.

'Hey Beauty, Dont go my love'
'Dont keep your foot on the ground'

'why do you speak Urdu like a foreigner'
'when i ask you to speak, you run away'
'the king of lies, why dont you speak'
'wherever i go, my eyes , hearing a poetry'
'which opens the mouth'

'Hey Beauty, Dont go my love'
'Dont keep your foot on the ground'

'2 4 months time have passed by'
'life has gone for a toss..'
'i see whom, who has till now'
'who has forgotten my face'

'Hey Beauty, Dont go my love'
'Dont keep your foot on the ground'

Here, goes my yet another translation attempt. I think I am pretty brave to try this, in spite of not knowing the language in which this song is sung. Guess, it's a Gujarati song?

The violin piece in unison in the final phase of the song i.e in sync with Alka's and
Hariharan's 'Ai hairathe... ' is a fine piece really. Only Rahman can pull off something like this..

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Movies by weekend

Being John Malkovich:
While watching this movie, I could not help notice a similarity between this movie's style with 'Adaptation', later came to know that 'Charlie Kaufman' is the writer for both these stories.
The story and the sequence of events were original which must be the USP for this movie.

North By Norwest:
The starting credits for this movie was awesome.
The backdrop of UN for this movie, reminded me of Sydney Pollack's "The Interpreter".
The background music was also quintessential Alfred Hitchcock i.e the fast violin which raises the tempo of the movie.
The long shot when the bus comes from distance through a deserted highway in mid-west also made a fascinating shot, reminded me one of trade-mark David Lean shots.
The movie was an entertainer for most-parts. AH simply rocks!

Water:
The movie was good, the cinematography was also rich.
Fine display by all actors including the little girl, Seema Biswas, Lisa Ray and John Abraham were a delight to watch.

The first few sequences with the little girl walking around the streets merrily and the pleasant sitar chords in the background will remind the viewer of Satyajit Ray's "pather panchali" which had similar visuals with Pandit Ravishankar's
sitar in the background.
The final slide which mentions India still having too many married widows being treated shabbily sounded mythical.
That slide seemed like Director's attempt at selling India's poverty or shady past to West in-parts, which I guess even Satyajit Ray was blamed-upon. This statistic reminded me of Sidhu's famously lifted-quote:
"Statistics are like bikinis. What they reveal is suggestive, but what they conceal is vital"

Gandhi's effect on ordinary Indians can never be disputed. If not for Gandhi or Raja Rammohan Roy or Dayanand Saraswati, maybe India's social evils would have never waded away. But still reliance on macho-men like these, is never going to help, in the end it is individual's resolve/courage to stand in his/her own legs and think on his/her own which is more important. Thus, the ending of this movie was greyish i.e expecting Gandhi to rescue the little girl. After all Gandhi himself was accused of sleeping with girls to test himself (of course the veracity of this information is disputed), but still the point to note is that, one just cannot rely on someone else to fight one's battle. One can take advise or support, but in the end of the day, it is he/she who has to fight for himself/herself.

And the background music in some parts seemed to be a lift-off of 'Titanic' theme music.
Otherwise, Rahman's music, Sukhwinder's songs and the flute-solo were awesome.

Don:
Farhan Akhtar is yet to catch up to his "dil chahta hai" standards.
Except for the end and some parts of the 2nd half of the movie which were decent, the movie was a bad-watch :-(

Breakfast at Tiffany's:
This movie was ordinary.
Thought the story was pretty weak and bland, so Audrey Hepburn's role would never really impress the viewer.

V for Vendatta:
Ordinary movie.
Movie has got loads of style, but not much content.
Some dialogues are out-of-place, reminded me of the conversation between "oracle and neo" or "architect and neo" in 'the matrix' trilogy. Wonder why someone would write those "smartypants" kind of dialogues and thus, lose the respect of the viewer.

The Magnificient Seven:
This movie certainly has to be the source for "Sholay"'s story.
The movie seemed like a typical wild-west-story and enjoyable for the same reason.

Arsenic and Old Lace:
Cary Grant movie, so unlike the Cary Grant one saw in 'North by Northwest'.
Almost everyone overacts in this movie, must have been an entertainer during the time this movie was released.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

High Hopes


Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begin

Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The night of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
Theres a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many time

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever


Great lyrics and a super video encapsulates the abstractness, which is so typical of Pink Floyd.