The Oscars this year was unexpected. There was real emotion in the air, not the fake chatter that often mimics the profession the show celebrates. There was Patricia Arquette asking for equal pay, and Meryl Streep shouting Yes! from the front row. There was Inarritu pleading for decent behavior towards immigrants from a country OF […]
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Author: Sheba Thayil
Birdman Rising
Every so often, a movie will come along that works like a magic sequence for its once-forgotten star, and for the unique message it carries. It happened last with Mickey Rourke in ‘The Wrestler’. The same Mickey who made films that went into the archives they were so damn good; ‘A Prayer for the Dying’, […]
Japan On A Plate..
What is the meaning of life? Why are we here? Is there a God? I wouldn’t know. I live for the here and now, by which I don’t mean I plan for the weekend, but that I can only rely on this moment right here. So when I found myself at Edo, (meaning estuary, also […]
Feeling Grave, Anyway
Sometimes I think I need to book myself a “Crazy, Table for One”. Everyone has been waxing eloquent about Sandra Bullock and George Clooney’s new movie Gravity. The only stunning planetary body you will find there is Sandra’s; she’s worked hard and each golden, toned muscle thanks her for it. I love space movies, from […]
Ulysses Goes Home
He was like an avenging angel. He answered all our prayers by punishing the guilty and uncaging the deserving. And when he left the world he was happy to go. He had shed his sins, paid his dues and was free. This was Walter White, no longer Breaking Bad. ** The series finale was, in […]
Doctor Without Borders
No matter how self-obsessed you are, you would have heard of Doctors Without Borders. Officially known as Medecins Sans Frontieres, or MSF, they are, like Marvel’s Avengers, superheroes who tread where devils have no fear of going either. They might even make you think of the Steinbeck story immortalised by Henry Fonda in Grapes of […]
He Broke Bad So Good
I’ve been a fan of television since the 70s, when bits and pieces of shows first started trickling out as though they were tail-ends of meteors and the grand spectacle was yet to come in a kind of reversal of magic. It came alright, and I was snared forever. So when I say Breaking Bad […]
A Wild Ride
When I was 11-years-old, I was whining to my mummy about how bored I was and then whining some more at her dozen suggestions to solve the problem. At the same age, Tarun George Thomas decided to write a book – which he finished when he was 12. (He’s now all of 14.) Now that’s […]
My Captive Heart
Captive Prince: Volume Two S.U. Pacat ** I would like to believe that the life-changing books I discover are God’s way of leading me onto the path of forgiveness. Mine towards Him. For screwing me over. But alas, there is, of course, no God. And I have to sublimate my pain over this non-life […]
Book Bites
One chapter from a book sometimes tells you everything you need to know; hell, the first page can usually do that. Into my hot little hands have come three books by Indian writers, and I gave them all the same treatment, opening chapters only, just to get a feel of where they might go. Isn’t […]
Nothing Casual About It
I loved The Casual Vacancy. What a decimation of British smalltown culture, with their petty concerns, their sad sex lives and their young and aimless. Rowling says it all ‘authentically’, never mind whose point of view she is working from. I don’t know many writers who can delve into the workings of an obese old […]
50 Years Later: Marilyn Lives
She comes to us on a first-name basis. She has to because we are as intimate as lovers. We’ve never met, we’ve not even spoken over the phone. But every shadow that crossed her face was something we recognised and made our own. Her beauty? Unsurpassed. Her vulnerability? Depthless. Her first name? Marilyn. Except, of […]