Martin McDonagh’s ‘In Bruges’ breaks through the ordinary class of cinematic assassins who wear leather boots, dark-colored leather jackets and hardly ever take off their dark sunglasses unless it is to look at their victims dead in the eyes. The two protagonists of the film, Ray (Colin Farrell) and Ken (Brendan Gleeson) are as real… Read More In Bruges (Movie Review)
Of late I’ve come across a lot of shows that deal with comic book characters and a constant fascination with larger than life super-humans clad in skin-tight spandex which made me a little curious and I felt like perhaps I should give some of these comic books a read. That said I’ll be very honest… Read More Tapped Into My Alice
28.10.1988 Friday 11 pm Dear Diary, He’s done it again. Except this time, it’s only worse. It’s been a rule. To never let my professional life interfere with my personal one. However, when it comes to Donnie, I’m compelled to make an exception. Donald Darko’s condition was what I’d described to his parents as Paranoid… Read More Donnie Darko
Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be. -F. Scott Fitzgerald In the summer of 1920, Kabul, a tender 7 year old was hopping her way to school holding the hem of her sister’s dress, singing… Read More A Yes To ‘No Seclusion’!
After a slow sleepless night when I look into the mirror to myself The panes changing shades, Particles changing direction, above all, watching my egos divide, in that moment of truth Realising how my day transforms Into a night so dark and deep My realities come facing each other Asking unanswerable questions Looking for proofs… Read More Night And Day
So he touched me right and he touched me well Let me tremble in his arms for a spell And now I owe him a poem I think Shouldn’t my apologies be on the brink of my lips which love him so tenderly for I’m leaving soon though i watch delightfully how he sleeps like… Read More Poem
I remember the first time I’d seen Chaplin. We used to have a little figurine of his at my home in his signature black hat and black suit sitting on an uneven piece of rock with an innocent look on his face. Little did I know that this befuddled man was perhaps one of the most remembered and… Read More The Silent Picture