Tuesday, February 1, 2011
OF RELIGION AND HEADACHES
People who know me well enough, will agree that I have never had any inclination towards either of those three, in that order. I wasn't always like this. I did pray... mostly just before results time, which was the latter part of my life, (when I mostly flunked in most subjects) but when I was a kid I had to do it every evening. Somewhere along the way between my childhood and my teenage life, the constant pestering had subsided gradually, which seemed fine to me, but sometimes it surfaced to haunt me for a few days. You see I come from a religious family. Nothing hardcore, but just enough to drive you crazy, occasionally. I've had numerous, lecture sessions right from childhood about it, not to mention the hugely engrossing stories of Gods and Godesses, infused with morals, told by my grandmother. But yet somehow, inspite of all that initiation, religion appealed to me no more than the excitement of staring at a horses rear end. Did someone say atheist?
Festival time was the worst. Well, you could say that as kids, I did enjoy festivals especially bursting crackers, but as you grow up, those sort of things loose shine.Since I've come to live in Pune, I've been astounded by the number of festivals that are celebrated by the Hindu Brahmin community. Ganesh Chaturthi and Diwali are of course more popular, but apart from that you have Mahalakshmi, Navratri, Ram Naomi, Gudi Padva . . . I can hardly remember all of them. The first two are the major cause of traffic jams to the already clogged up roads. The sale of crackers during the 17 - 18 days of these two can put the budget of Defence to shame. The collective noise levels of the two wars would have been much less, atleast the good part of the war was that you could stick a bullet in some bad guys arse, in this all you do is make noise and pollute the air. Result, partial deafness, sleepless nights, clogged up lungs, and an awesome headache. Sounds interesting.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
THE SCHOOL YEARS AND GOA
So that was my school, co-ed. The only problem with studying in a co-ed was that almost every guy was trying to impress one or more girls at the same time. There were even cold wars going on between certain guys over the same girl. The girls too liked the attention because they caused it. (The power of boobs should not be underestimated)
The guys were scared to sit next to a girl, yet would still have a secret crush on her. At that age it was really scary to be associated with a girl. Peer pressure. Now there were a lot more typical characters in school, including the teachers, but it would go on and on. It wasn't a very big school when I used to study there, but during my recent visit I noticed it had grown considerably large. I also met one of my teachers and she still remembered me, although not for anything good unfortunately (after all I was quite a trouble maker). We revisited the old memories of school days, we didn't speak for long, she had to leave, she invited me to her place but I couldn't go, because I was leaving Goa the same day. But she was happy to see me and so was I, all past, forgiven and forgotten.
I was and still am a very quite person. (Yeah Right!!) I wouldn't go far as to call my self a loner but I did keep to my self most of the time. But I did have a friends. But out of them there was one friend that I used to always hangout with, we would share our lunch boxes together. She would get sandwich's and cakes and stuff like that on the other hand, I would get chapatis or biscuits, cookies. I was tired of eating the same shit, so was she. So our best option, exchange. That's how we became friends. Actually that's how I made my all friends.. with food. We all used to have a lot of fun I remember, playing football or cricket or hockey but mostly football and sometimes hockey. Sometimes when the teacher hadn't come to school we were made to go to the sports hall to watch a badminton game between 2 school champs.
They weren't the brightest bulbs in the chandelier because all they did was play, so obviously they were the center of attraction quite a few times of the year (to little girls and teachers alike) because of competitions and sports meets and what not. When they were not playing badminton they became part time bullies, bullying the crap out of other kids. But I did somehow manage to endure the school years with all the studying etc and also pass all my exams, well, just about.
That's what I like about that place, still quite few people are very warm and friendly. Everyone knows everyone or most of them at least. Goa is growing slowly and steadily. That warmth and friendliness is slowly being lost in the crowd. Its sad to see, but it is happening. But then I guess, that's the price you pay for globalisation. But there are a few thing are going to be very difficult to take away from a true thorough bred Goan,1. Afternoon Siesta which is very important by the way, that's why its No. 1, 2. Fish Curry Rice, 3. Beer / Whisky, 4. Music / Sports. I have lived in Goa for almost all of my life, 22 years to be precise. Although today when I go there I do see a lot of changes in that place, but bottom line of the true Goan lifestyle has not lost. Its hard to explain it to a person who doesn't understand it. To an outsider a Goan come across as very lazy and laid back, I say they maybe laid back, but they aren't lazy. "Susegaad" (Su-se-ga-d) is the true word for them, because it means take it easy. It isn't their fault, you can partly (say about 8.5%) blame the climate, and rest (91.5%) blame their genes. Goan people cant live without their Fish Curry Rice.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
DOUBLE INNUENDOS AND JAMES BOND: A REVIEW
Clearly, there's enough room for interpretation in there to assume he was also deeply fond of boner jokes, because that's exactly what filmmakers did with the character once he was being portrayed on the silver screen. Now don't get me wrong, I love the Bond movies as much as everyone under the sun does, maybe more, but as you'll see, some of the Bond double entendres were almost physically painful. Read on...
15. Christmas Comes Once A Year
Film: The World is Not Enough
Bond is in bed on top of Dr. Christmas Jones, a brilliant nuclear scientist convincingly portrayed by Denise Richards, who, like all brilliant female nuclear scientists, looks like a supermodel and dresses like Lara Croft.
James says, "I thought Christmas only comes once a year."
The saddest part is knowing the entire reason they named her "Christmas" was so they could set up that orgasm joke at the end of the movie. So in the Bond world, girls can grow up to be nuclear physicists, but they still get stripper names.
Bond girls (as you'll see) tend to get worse names than this, and Christmas was probably something like "Vixen McLegs" or "Chesty Evildoer" in earlier drafts. Then, they thought up the joke and went back in with Microsoft Word and reverse engineered all the "Aslyn Boobsaplenty" entries into "Christmas Jones." Yes, screenwriters get paid good money to do things like that.
14. The Inflatable Villain.
Film: Live and Let Die
In this amazing scene, Bond is wrestling with bad guy Kananga in a shark-infested pool when he forces an air capsule in Kananga's mouth. Instead of just spitting it out (since it's clearly just in his mouth and not lodged down his esophagus) Kananga gets a panicked look on his face, inflates like a balloon, flies up to the ceiling and explodes. This is witnessed by Bond's love interest, Solitare, who nonetheless asks Bond, "Where's Kananga?"
Bond replies, "Oh, he always did have an inflated opinion of himself."
I know what you're thinking. I made this whole bit up, or confused it with something that happened in a Road Runner cartoon. But, no, what might be the silliest death scene in just about any movie in history, did in fact take place in Live and Let Die.
What makes the double entendre especially ridiculous is that Solitare witnesses the events before she asks Bond where Kananga is. There are all sorts of better questions she could ask, such as, "How the fuck did Kananga just turn into a human balloon and explode on the ceiling?"
What's even more maddening is the fact that Bond's reply doesn't answer the question.
'Where's Kananga' you ask? I killed him by inflating him, and he's over there in the shark tank, and on the walls and ceiling." That's the right answer. Replying that Kananga had an inflated opinion of himself is like a friend asking you if you've seen where he left his gloves and replying,
"Your gloves are fuzzy."
13. The Python Crush
Film: Moonraker
On his way to rescue love interest Dr. Holly Goodhead (that's her character's real name), James Bond tangles with the bad guy's boa constrictor and kills it with a ballpoint pen that's really a hypodermic needle.
Hugo Drax asks, "Why did you break up the encounter with my pet python?"
Bond says, "I discovered it had a crush on me."
What makes this especially cringe-worthy is that Hugo's line is so transparently a set up that exists for no other reason than to facilitate the groan-inducing pun. Does Drax really not know why Bond killed the snake rather than allow it to kill him? Would a normal person reply, "because it was trying to kill me?"
And what of Bond, who by making this retarded attempt at humor is inadvertently implying that the snake had romantic feelings for him? They probably didn't want to explore the subject of bestiality in their big-budget spy movie, but they wrote themselves into it and now they have to live with the result. And, so do we.
12. Oddjobs Blows His Fuse
Film: Goldfinger
Bond and Henchman Oddjob, who kills people by throwing his sharpened hat at them, are engaged in a battle at Fort Knox. Bond throws Oddjobb's hat at him but it gets lodged in security bars. Oddjob reaches for it just as Bond grabs a conveniently located live power wire large enough to single-handedly light up a whole city. He electrifies the bars, grilling Oddjob to death like a steak on a hot barbecue.
In response to this turn of events a General asks, "Where's your butler friend?"
Bond replies, "Oh, he blew a fuse."
If you don't know, "He blew a fuse" was slang for losing one's temper. You never hear it being used by anyone anymore. Audiences these days probably think Bond was implying that Oddjob was a robot, which is the only circumstance where that pun has even the most tenuous connection to logic.
We should note that this was Bond's second failed attempt to make a good electrocution joke.
Earlier in the film, Bond knocks a bad guy into a tub of water and tosses an electric heater in with him, electrocuting the poor guy instantly. As he walks away, Bond mutters to himself, "Shocking ... positively shocking," a line so lazy it makes the blown fuse thing look ingenious by comparison.
11. Boner Reference No.1
Film: Die Another Day
Bond is getting a fencing lesson from Madonna, who looks like an S&M grandma with a poodle haircut.
She says, "I see you handle your weapon well."
James Bond counters, "I have been known to keep my tip up."
The whole Madonna cameo is a little weird in the first place, having come off her film-destroying roles in Swept Away and The Next Best Thing.
But anyway, there's Bond, making one of his signature weiner jokes, not to a Bond girl like Denise Richards, but to a woman who no one has thought of as a sex symbol in 15 years. I get the feeling we could stick Bond in the Titanic with the old, wrinkly character of Kate Winslet and within five minutes he'd be saying,
"So, would you like to hear about my boner?"
10. Boner Reference No. 2
Film: Goldeneye
Bond has just been playing cards with Xenia Onatopp, who is assumable the final draft of a character that was originally named "Xanadu Missionary Position", when they decide to talk about Bond's favorite subject: his boners.
Bond says, "It appears we share the same passions. Three anyway."
Onatopp replies, "I count two. Motoring and Baccarat."
Card Dealer interjects, "(Something in French). Seven; Madame wins."
Onatopp says, "I hope the third is where your real talent lies."
Bond says, "One rises to meet a challenge."
It's such a labored set up, that it seems hardly worth the trouble. If you have to include a corny double entendre in your movie (and you don't) you should never interrupt it with other dialogue.
The audience tends to forget what every one's talking about, so that when this line comes around your friends will have to lean over to you and ask, "wait, are they still talking about boners?"
Yes. Yes, they are.
9. The Boot
Film: The Living Daylights
Bond is suspended on a large cargo net hanging out the back of an extremely large plane flying over the Afghanistan desert. Bad guy Necros is there, too, punching Bond as their net flops around.
Necros makes the fatal error of grabbing onto Bond's boot with both hands, and Bond cuts the laces, sending Necros to his rather silly death, as he continues to hold onto the boot as he plummets. Did it slow his descent? We hope so.
Then ...
Kara Milovy (who is piloting the plane) says, "What happened?"
James Bond answers, "He got the boot."
This is another one of Bond's strained uses of a phrase. In this instance, getting the boot is similar to being voted off one's favorite reality show--if on the reality show losers were discarded from the cast via being dropped out of a plane with nothing but feminine looking British military footwear.
But, mostly this is painful because up to this point in the movie Timothy Dalton was really an excellent Bond--serious, focused--a fresh back-to-basics for the character. Probably some studio exec saw a rough cut of the film and said, "add boner jokes!" This line was the compromise.
8. Head For Heights
Film: For Your Eyes Only
Bad guy Locque, who looks like a cross between Peter Fonda and The Incredible Hulk, is stuck in his car teetering on the top of a cliff.
Bond kicks the car's tire and it falls off the cliff with Locque still inside, after which Bond remarks pretty much to no one, "He had no head for heights."
Wait, is that even a saying? "He had no head for heights?", because we've never heard it outside of For Your Eyes Only. It's a bit abstract, kind of like saying, "he had no genitals for water skiing" after castrating a bad guy while motorboating.
This would also make more sense if Bond had somehow decapitated the bad guy at a great height, but he didn't. Given the body count of anonymous henchmen in Bond films, it seems like a waste to use up that line in a situation that didn't really apply. He should have waited until he was fighting with someone on top of a helicopter.
7. Attempting Re-entry
Film: Moonraker
Bond has just defeated the bad guy and thwarted his evil plan to start a new race of super humans on a space station. The American and British authorities make visual contact with Bond in an attempt to congratulate him on his success, but instead find Bond and Dr. Holly Goodhead (sigh) going at it like rabbits in heat under a space blanket. The Minister of Defense and Q have this exchange:
The Minister of Defence says, "My God, what's Bond doing?"
Q responds, "I think he's attempting re-entry, sir."
This one isn't spoken by Bond, which is nice for a change, and actually it's kind of funny in a way. Obviously re-entry refers to entering Earth's atmosphere from space, but we can all see what clever thing Q did with that there. When taken literally this is actually one of the more graphic Bond double entendres. And because it's spoken by wrinkly Q, one should probably just try not to think about it at all.
6. Shark Disagreement
Film: License to Kill
Bond's friend Felix Leiter just got married, but on Leiter's wedding night, he and his wife get kidnapped by bad guy Sanchez. Leiter gets fed to a shark, who eats part of his legs. Bond discovers Leiter's maimed body in a room. Attached to the body is a note that reads:
"He disagreed with something that ate him."
The idea was to let the audience know that in Sanchez, Bond has finally met his match, double entendre-wise. But changing it from "something he ate" to "something that ate him," ruins the meaning because how would you agree with something that ate you?
To make this work, you'd almost need Leiter to have run into, say, a genetically modified baboon trained in the art of debate. Leiter challenges him on several points, and the baboon flies into a rage and eats him. Thus, "He disagreed with something that ate him." See, there's a pun the whole audience can enjoy.
Now that I think of it, "disagreed with something he ate" would have been perfect for the one earlier where Bond killed the guy by shoving the air capsule in his mouth. That guy did disagree with something he ate. Really, how hard is this?
5. Getting The Point
Film: Thunderball
Bond is having his final showdown with bad guy Vargas on board Vargas' luxury yacht, which is named the "Disco Volante." And, why not? Anyway, Vargas gains the upper hand and is about to shoot Bond when love interest Domino arrives and shoots Vargas in the back with a spear gun.
Bond says, "I think he got the point."
Vargas probably did get the point; the point you were trying to make is that he should die via spear to the spinal column. He totally understands that, now. But, spears are pointy too ... wait, that statement has a double meaning! Bond, you manslaughtering fool, you! What will you think of next?
4. Boner Reference No. 3
Film: A View to a Kill
Bond is investigating bad guy Max Zorin's horse racing racket when he meets Jenny Flex, horse trainer-type.
James Bond says, "Well my dear, I take it you spend quite a lot of time in the saddle."
Jenny Flex replies, "Yes, I love an early morning ride."
James Bond then responds, "Well, I'm an early riser myself."
As you see we have sexual innuendo delivered as if they're talking about the geological features of Antartica.
We've come a long way as a society from Bogarts sultrily exchanging innuendo over cigarettes to Roger Moore and Jenny Flex discussing sex as if it was as exciting as a variable interest-bearing mutual fund. Bond is so bored by the idea of sex at this point that the obligatory pun is a chore for him. "Yeah," he'll say, yawning and glancing at his watch, "I get boners a lot."
3. Boner Reference No. 4
Film: Diamonds are Forever
Bond and Plenty O'Toole ("Named after your father, perhaps?" remarks Bond) are making out when Plenty almost completely undresses and walks into the bedroom. Bond picks up her dress and turns around to find some henchmen are pointing guns at him.
James Bond says, "Well, I'm afraid you've caught me with more than my hands up."
Too much information, especially coming from a Sean Connery who, no matter what women thought of him in the '60s, he probably looked like a cross between a leprechaun and an ape when naked.
2. The Horrible Pun Marathon
Film: The Spy Who Loved Me
Maybe, we should call this one The Spy Who Made Constant Double Entendres For the Entire Movie, So Much So That No One Can Remember The Plot and Just Thinks It Was a Movie About Double Entendres. There are so many double entendres in The Spy Who Loved Me it's impossible to just single one out.
Bond (in a romantic mood) says, "When one is in Egypt, one should delve deeply into its treasures."
In another scene, M asks where Bond is. Moneypenny replies, "He's on a mission sir. In Austria."
M responds, "Well, tell him to pull out. Immediately!" (Cut to Bond having sex with a woman).
Elsewhere, Maj. Anya Amasova asks, "What happened to Kalba? (He was killed by being severely bitten by metal teeth--don't ask.)"
Bond answers, "He was cut off--permanently."
Also when referring to Jaws (the henchman with metal teeth), Bond says, "He just dropped in for a quick bite." Then later, when Bond has Jaws restrained with a large magnet, says, "How does that grab you?"
And finally, when Bond is discovered having sex with rogue agent Anya and Sir Frederick Gray asks, "Bond! What do you think you're doing?"
Bond replies, "Keeping the British end up, sir."
Wow. It's like the last four hours of The Matrix Revolutions, where the squid robots come pouring through the tunnel into Zion and a guy just stands there screaming and shooting them for about 73 solid minutes of screen time: the double entendres just keep coming.
1. Cunning Linguist
Film: Tomorrow Never Dies
Bond is bragging to Moneypenny about bagging his Scandinavian language tutor.
Bond says, "I always enjoyed learning a new tongue."
Moneypenny replies, "You always were a cunning linguist, James."
Wait ... is she suggesting James Bond went down on her at some point in the past? That's a perfectly natural act between two consenting adults, we suppose. And, maybe it's our problem that this particular line would probably sound good if it came from a man, but cringe-worthy when coming from the mouth of a woman who looks like a matron.
Thanks for the mental image, Mr. Bond.
Friday, July 3, 2009
NEWS OF NO USE
"Now our top story... City of Bangalore is moving to the Dark ages. The (No) Electricity board of Karnataka declared a state of emergency today due to the lack of power in the state. Our correspondent tried to contact the Chief of (Powerless)Engineers of the (No) Electricity Board to get his comments on the situation, but unfortunately due to the lack of power at the telephone exchange, we couldn't get his call connected. Not the one to give up hope, he decided to go the Chief of (Powerless)Engineers home. When he reached there he realises that the doorbell outside the gate to the Chiefs mansion also didn't work. He tried to scale the walls to reach the door, when he was almost emasculated by a bunch of dogs belonging to the Chief. Torn between getting the interview and/or loosing his family jewels our reporter decides to use his right side of the brain for change and aborts the mission. So close, yet so far.
Our reporter then returned to the (No) Electricity Board office. After hours of persuasion and bribing the peons, the office boys and the chai wallas our reporter got a chance to interview the Asst C.O.(P).E, only to see the he almost out of breath as if he had just run a marathon. Upon inquiry we got to know that the Asst. C.O.(P).E had walked 100 meters to reach office. Further digging into that story it emerged that the Asst C.O.(P).E was not able to recharge the battery of his electric car. After a long time of looking blankly and smiling uneasily at each other Asst C.O.(P).E decides to give the interview to get rid of reporter once and for all.
He gave an exclusive interview to Useless News. Although most of the interview is useless, it was learnt that the city has declared a state of emergency since it has indeed run short of power and are waiting to press the panic button. After investigating the reason for the wait, it emerged that the panic button itself did not have the power."
In our next story, a man from Pottypalya near Bangalore had a harrowing time of the day during the rush hour when he stepped into a ankle deep pot hole. We were not able to get hold the victim at the place of the incident, but after talking to some eye witnesses it emerged that he was on his way to he nearest Government Liquor Shop when this incident happened. In an extensive search conducted by our team in all the liquor shops in the area, we managed to trace the victim, this was what he had to say, "My mother caught me undressing my cousin's Barbie doll when I was eight. I explained that I was just drying her off coz she'd just been for a swim. I always got into trouble like that. Like the time Mrs Shetty punished me for staring at her chest. No one believed me when I said I was only admiring the intricate embroidery on her blouse." After much empathising and trying to make the victim give a proper answer to the question, our reporter decided to call it quits. Since we pay our reporter lots of peanuts to cover stories extensively and nothing came out of this one, he decided to use the free time to conduct a survey, "Which is more worse pot holes in roads or road in pot holes?" The results of this survey will be available next week.
In our last story of the day, the notorious Bucket Snatchers are back and this time they manage to get away with three and a half buckets of water. Police have been baffled by this twist in the case about the half bucket. Our correspondent tried to get a comment from the victim who's buckets were stolen but it was said that she is in a state of shock and unable to talk. The police also declined to comment on the situation. No further information was available at this time but we shall be giving you details as the story breaks.
And finally in weather, the meteorological dept has said that there are 99.274% chances of thunder storms being expected today, but otherwise its going to be a pleasant day.
So that's the end of the top stories, join us next time for more.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
TYPES OF SPECIES
Note: This is an "Intensive Study" that was done over a period of many a years. All the species mentioned here were studied in their natural habitat (didn't have permission for lab testing.). I assure you no species were harmed during the making of this article. In case, it did, it was purely coincidental and all in good faith. Cheers....
To some, Floyd are a bunch of fuddies in their 60's, who started making music before most of us were even born. For others, seeing them in person (even if it means from hundreds of feet away where everyone on stage look like ants) and blowing up 4-5 very big ones is an act of faith. Over the years my "Intensive Study" of this phenomenon reveals that humanity falls into 4 distinct categories.
Species 1
Latin Name: Worshipus Floydica
Just like adding fuel to the fire this species can go on and on about Floyd with the slightest encouragement. Sometimes they do get on other peoples nerves but don't worry they are harmless. A typical specimen is someone who is quite and happy in his own world. Don't ask him anything even remotely related to the band or their music and he wont bug you.
Species 2
Latin Name: Kindalika Floydica
We all heard Another Brick In The Wall and Comfortably Numb and we don't mind it, do we? Yeah, the music sounds good and the lyrics so cool, and we'll even sing along to the song at rock concerts. (If we get free passes) And no, I'm really not that keen on hearing the rest of Floyd's songs. Besides, I can't shell out that kind of cash for a double album.
Species 3
Latin Name: Hatem Withpassionus
Species 3 will complain that " Floyd music is boring, makes no sense, oh fuck so depressing and that's why they almost never play it on MTV or [V]. This species includes unfortunate best Friends or roommates who have to listen to Ummagumma nonstop (or even The Wall ) or the girl who is going steady with a species 1 guy.
Species 4
Latin Name: Ignoramus Floydica
Floyd Who??? Like everyone else he/she has heard "We Don't Need No Education" danced the butts off at a disco and even sang it with heart and feeling..... just before the exams. But apart from that remains blissfully remote from all the Floyd related drama.
If in doubt about which species your dealing with, here's a litmus test, ask the subject if he/she has heard "Another Brick In The Wall 2". If the answer is "Yes", then ask if its better than "Another Brick In The Wall 4". If he/she smiles and nods, you have a pretender. But if they turn into a shade of red, Run Like Hell.
Monday, June 29, 2009
THE JOURNEY
I just realised it a few weeks back when I was in a bus back in Goa. I met this gentleman, who was a keen observer of human behaviour. You could make out from his talk. This is what he told me "What ever may be the colour of your skin, however bad your breath smells, however foul your language may be, there is at least one person who swoons every time in your proximity. Not necessarily out of emotional feeling, it may just be that, that person likes you more than you would want to believe. There is at least 1 secret admirer in every persons life."
Talk about lifting my mood, he surely did, and also set me thinking (about this "one person" point he made.) A lot many hours of thinking I had to admit....... he was right. There were no two ways about the one thing he claimed. Take my case for instance, I admire this girl, (so far only this much I can do) to me, her walk will frustrate all the cat walking models on TV, her face to me is the most beautiful face in the world. I like that person.
I often ask myself, why do I look this way? The answer is missing. What am I trying to figure out in that face? I really don't know. What I do know is, I like talking to her, I love being with her. Except for her, I'm not even exactly sure how many siblings they are. Anyway, family history has never been my forte. For that matter History was my worst nightmare after Math in school. Till today i haven't quite figured out out how I passed my 10th with it. Well, anyways, lets not talk about that anymore. So, why do I like this person? I tried to find in my travelling companions philosophy.
I got more philosophy, "Whoever said you admire a perfect person? Have you seen those couples trampling the sands on the beach? How odd they appear? Makes you wonder how could she fall for that one? What is there in him? After all Heaven has never been described as the land of castles and birds and gardens and good food. Its a place of personal experience. It lies right there in the heart. Don't try to find answers were there are no questions. You like the person that's a fact and the fact can hardly be questioned."
He reached his destination wished me a good life, a pleasant stay and left with a goodbye note, and I sat there thinking what all he meant. But one thing his talk made a deep dent in my mind.