People are known to howl at the moon, and I experienced that very same frustration when I realised that bookings for Saturday open at 8:00 am and discover that there’s no net! It’s 2018, I scream at the void.
And the best I can curse at Deepakji of the Internet Customer Service is, ‘Kya bhaiyya!. A kindly friend who is travelling in a cab towards PVR Icon manages to book for me in spite of what he says ‘patchy service’. I kick myself for not realising that I could book on the phone!
Am going to be at Regal cinema again, first watching Paul Dano’s Wildlife, which has been made from the book by Richard Ford the same name. The film is set in the great state of Montana, which I loved simply because they don’t have speed limits there, so driving becomes a fantastic experience, and the state is so beautiful, anyone can take pictures that National Geographic would accept.
Plus there’s Jake Gyllenhaal who makes for a perfect protagonist who is a little like me, I suppose. Full of pride. Carey Mulligan plays his wife and their dysfunctional relationship is the stuff you start the day at MAMI.
Yesterday, I came across some really interesting people who had decided that they would watch two films and then spend all their time taking in the sights. I sent them off across the ocean to climb the Elephanta caves. It was so hot outside, I hoped they would go back to wherever they came from. They were happy they had badges which said they had booked for a film festival… And no, I’m not sorry.
The man at the tea counter was so horrified, he had to be told, fill the thermos up with tea, because I wasn’t going to leave the theatre in the middle of a screening. Today he will just shake his head and as they say in the government, ‘do the needful’.
Coen Brothers flashed upon the radar with Blood Simple. I was barely out of school and watched it on a friend’s computer (foreign returned brother with a computer loaded with pirated foreign films!). Of course, you have watched The Hudsucker Proxy, Barton Fink, Raising Arizona and even O Brother, Where Art Thou. But most people will exclaim joy when you remind them, that the Coen Brothers made Fargo and The Big Lebowski as well. Every time I say, ‘Oh yeah?’ I think I’m channelling my inner Frances McDormand.
I know that my yearning for a walking stick (preferably like the one Chandan carries from the Bollywood song ‘Raaz ki baat keh doon toh’ ) will find new push when I watch the Western made by the Coen Brothers. Enjoy the trailer here:
Spike Lee has never been political. Whether it is Malcolm X, Three Little Girls or now the tale of The BlacKkKlansman. The very idea of an African American joining the Klan is so ridiculous that it will draw all the young people to the film. While I watch Spike Lee at Regal, at Liberty Cinema, a hop skip and a jump away they will be playing Michael Moore’s Fahrenheit 9/11.
Enjoy a peek at the world from behind the pointy headed mask:
Lars Von Trier is facing the MeToo demons today but his House That Jack Built is the last film of the day. I have loved his Melancholia, Europa, Breaking the Waves, and The Orchid Gardner, so I’m looking forward to the film.
Coming back home in a practically empty train, after watching Shoplifters, I mulled over a thought that recurs through the film festival. These stories that we watch, we devour in seven days, are so close to us. Some resonate with us more than others and in the end our failings and our dreams make us who we are. I bump into another person while getting off the train and instinctively say, ‘Sumimasen’, He’s too busy trying to get back home to care for my broken Japanese….
Manisha Lakhe is a poet, film critic, traveller, founder of Caferati — an online writer’s forum, hosts Mumbai’s oldest open mic, and teaches advertising, films and communication.
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