Movie - Requiem for a dream

This movie is about 4 drug addicts living in Brooklyn, & how they live trying to get drugs. That's the only thing on their mind & they will do anything to get their drugs.
Sara Goldfarb is a lonely old lady who eats chocolates & watches TV the whole day. Her son Harry is a junkie & deals drugs along with his friend Tyrone who also does drugs. So does his girlfriend Marion who has dreams of opening her own clothes store.
Sara gets the news that she's going to be on her fav TV game show so she wants to become thin so that she can fit into her precious red dress. She goes to a quack who prescribes her dieting pills that're actually speed & soon she gets hooked. She starts hallucinating & ends up in a mental hospital. Her story's the saddest.
Harry ends up with an amputated arm & Tyrone lands in jail. Marion has to have sex with the drug supplier 2 get drugs. And so the cycle continues.......
They're all basically good people but once they got addicted, they dint have a chance to do anything with their lives. It just goes to show that anyone can get addicted. Ellen Burstyn who plays Sara is really good, especially in the scene where she's explaining to her son that she doesn't really have anything much to live for.
This movie's damn scary. It's for those who've never done drugs & maybe just crossed their minds and it's for those who have tried it, but are not yet hooked but on the brink. Once you get hooked, u can't control it.

Movie review - Love Wrecked

I saw this movie Love Wrecked yesterday. It's one of those funny in a lame way movies, starring the very irritating Amanda Byrnes as Jenny; n also 2 chakas/eunuchs whose names i don't know (one is her best friend & the other's a rockstar). So Jenny & her best friend who secretly has feelings for her go to the Caribbean ( ya right) to work at a hi-fi resort out there, which happens to be 'rocksta' Jason Masters' fav resort (ha ha). Predictably, he drops in with his weird entourage & stuff happens & Jenny finds herself in a deserted island, marooned with her idol. But then she discovers that they're actually not, but then doesn't tell Jason so that she can spend time alone with him coz she's too tempted.
In the end, once she gets to know him, she's a lil disappointed coz he doesn't live up to the image she had in mind. Anyways, she ends up, again, predictably, with her best friend. So this movie turns out to have quite a dumb twist. I guess it's one of the 'leave ur brain behind & enjoy' kinda movies. like Dude whre's my car. dat one was ridiculously funny. dis one's like timepass. I always end up watching such corny crappy shit it's just so addictive..

Bye bye Jason Castro

Jason Castro the guy who stands out got voted out of the show today. He was the best.......coz he just dint care & he was just so cool. His performance the day b4 was AWESUM. It was like he's least bothered & he knows how 2 hav fun. n his reply " I was thinkin bout marley!" n man, he purposely 4got the lyrics.. so cool.Randy & Simon were so pissed off, they must've bin like y did we keep him in the top 12! I guess they just don't get him. He's ssoo laidback n relaxed, a far cry from the others like the hi strung banshee Sayeesha or whatever the frig her name is. Gawd n dat David Archuleta is so constipated. If Jason had been the idol, it wud've bin like america's got sense & not gone 4 the same old predictable n boring...wateva. Obviously, i'm not gonna watch the show now coz he's gone, i guess he wanted 2 go out anyways cuz dat environment dont suit him. Nyways, Jason u freak, u keep d dreads n i want ur attitude n u shuffle on ya.
PS> Go..go..Jason Castro!!

Reduce Global Warming

Replace the regular incandescent light bulbs with compact fluorescent light bulbs (cfl).

Clean or replace air filters on your air conditioners.

Use less hot water (in the shower or for washing clothes).

Use a clothesline instead of a dryer whenever possible like in summer & winter.

Turn off electronic devices like TV, computer, DVD player when you're not using them.

Unplug electronics from the wall when you're not using them cauz things like hairdryers, TV & cellphone chargers use energy even when turned off.

If you got a watch or a cellphone, don't buy display clocks for your house.

Buy recycled paper products.

Plant lots of trees.

Buy fresh foods instead of frozen.

Avoid heavily packaged products to cut down on your garbage.

Reduce the no. of miles you drive by walking, biking, carpooling or using public transport.

If u have a car, maintain it properly to improve fuel efficiency & reduce emissions.

Check your tires weekly to make sure they're properly inflated.

Fly less.

Source: www.climatecrisis.net

PS: Don't question this just do it. Watch David Attenborough's State of the Planet & also watch Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth.

Adventures of Pintoo

Aaah! Save me! Save me! That burns! Oooh! No...............No................



"Poof" Pant,pant............Just a dream! Thank Dog! Oh hello there. You must be wondering who is this doggone dog? Well to answer your question: me call meself Pintoo. Yeah yeah, 'Aaaww' me all you want, but the fact is that I lead a rough tough life that most of you have least imagined.



Well. Why, you ask? See, I'm a white dog with a smattering of brown, with cute floppy ears & unconventional good looks. I call Mumbai my home. To be specific, Haji Ali. Yes, I'm a townie not a burbie! (these terms amuse me). My home territory extends from Haji Ali Juice Center to Lotus. Occasionally, I may wander about near Mahalaxmi temple (at my own risk, of course) but most of the time, I'm pretty happy with my stretch of the sidewalk, what with the loverly view of the sea & all.



Now, about my heritage. Hmm. I don't know who my dad was but I'm pretty sure my mom was an uncaring, heartless bitch who was least bothered by her litter of 7 pups (me included). Yeah, she was sexy & all, & almost every dog on her block was after her but I must say, she was not very motherly. Atleast, not to the batch I was born in. Sadly, old Darwin's claim of 'survival of the fittest' meant that only the strongest of us survived with whatever little nourishment we got. She hardly ever stayed more than ten minutes at a time while we jostled for her teats. I know, she was quite anorexic after giving birth to us (Coincidentally, it used to be fashionable at one time. But personally i like a girl witha lil sumthin sumthin. 'Fat but fit' is my motto).



Anyhoo, five of us managed to survive, thanks mainly to 2 humans (surprisingly pleasant-looking individuals. Surprising, because to my blood shot eyes , humans are butt-ugly).

They fed us milk (cow's), softened biscuits, moistened bread; forced deworming tablets down our throats & fed us fortified, vitamin-rich liquid (?) with a tiny dropper. Also, not to forget, a mashed up mish-mash of banana, egg white, & papaya. All in all, not bad.





Anyhoo, whatever i say about my parents, i can't argue bout their genes. They passed down them tight genes, i'm glad to say.




Hmm..about my social life.Well, i'm not a social butterfly or anything. More like a social moth. I s'pose i'm amiable enough. My closest friend is a wise old dog called Banjul who lives (well, mostly just sluggishly sits around) inside a lane near Mahalaxmi temple. But there's a pack of aggressive dogs outside & around this lane who fiercely guard their territory. Once i almost got nipped while coming out after a lil chat with old Banjul. Sometimes he gets a bit lonely, or his perpetual ear infection acts up & he needs some cheering up (that's where i come in). Anyhoo, the leader of the pack of aggro dogs is a malicious, middle-aged prick called Cackle. Mind you, any sane one would keep his distance from old Cackle. Me, i just rush past them into Banjul's lane. It's almost like a friggin game. Thankfully, they don't follow me in coz Banjul's caretaker is a frightful old fella who sells trinkets for a living. He personally hates Cackle & his gang coz they keep up their barking all thru the night & he doesn't get his beauty sleep (the bags under his eyes make him look all the more frightful). Anyways, whenever he spots one of them, he chases them away with a baton. (Hmm...wonder where he got that??). But he doesn't mind me, coz he don't even know where i live, but i like to think he thinks i have a calming effect on Banjul. Or is it the other way round?







Banjul & I swap stories of the war (just kiddin) & our childhood; we bitch about other dogs we know; & talk about past loves. Banjul claims he's fathered countless pups in his heyday. For all we know, he might be a grandpappy & a great-grandpappy & a great-great-grandpappy & well, you get the point.





Me, in all my 3 years of existence, I've "fallen in love" only once. It was a little more than a year ago. There i was, one sunny morning, lazing about on my footpath & suddenly, I hear a dainty pitter-patter & look up to see a scented poodle. I'd never seen one in my life & i was intoxicated, watching her waddle by. She was walking beside her owner, a 20-something average Joe who was busy gazing over our heads at the sea. She was brushed to perfection, her blue diamond-studded collar gleaming & her nose turned up with a look that said "i'm too good for you, boy". Well, i never in my life thought i'd fall for a snooty rich bitch like her, but then, i just did.

To cut the crap, let me just say, that, well, she was too good for me & i just had to find a way to get on with my sorry life. Anyway, that wasn't too hard, cauz after a couple of months, they stopped coming there for their early bird walks.





There was this one time i was wandering about aimlessly when i came across a cat carcass. It smelt worse than my shit when i suffer from loose motions. It was already half devoured by maggots (many millions, from tiny thin strips to fat, squiggly, mushy ones). As i looked on, i heard a tiny scream.I bent my head closer to the messy lump & saw one of them squishy fat ones screaming its head off. I held my breath & leaned in even closer to hear exactly what the bloody thing was trying to say.


"Help, help!! Save me! I don't like it here! Help! I want out! SAVE MEEEE!!!!"


For a second, i thought i hadn't heard right. I mean, by the looks of it, i would have thought that this fat 'un having its fill was one happy bunny. But it really was screaming for help - "Please, mistah dog! You gotta help me.I'm being trampled by my bruddas & sistas & i just wanna get outta this mass of squirming maggots. Please listen to me, mistah. MISTAAA!!!


Now i was really curious. It's not everyday you come across a friendly maggot with a lame fake accent. So i hunted around for a stick & helped the maggot out. It gradually slid its way up just above my left ear. After thanking me profusely, it introduced itself as Faggot. So i walked away from the stench slowly, with Faggot the maggot whispering sweet nothings into my ear.


Here is its tale of self-pity -

Faggot was born on the cat carcass along with many others of its disgusting kind (Faggot's words, not mine, though i tend to agree). But it was a unique, different & weird maggot from the start. While regular ones are addicted to rotting flesh & gorge on it, Faggot here was simply repulsed by the very thought. But it was forced to eat to stay alive. And it hated the whole lot of its clan.They all taunted Faggot & termed it "WEIRDO". All in all, it was a disgruntled little maggot, revolted by its way of life.


So then there was the question of how Faggot was going to survive, huddled behind my ear, with nothing to compulsively consume. But then i had one of my brilliant ideas & caught a rat near one of the many city drains. I proudly presented it to Faggot, saying "It's a fresh kill. So eat up now fast before the flies start arriving".

Faggot slid out to the dead rat & took a bite before saying "I'm done". I was aghast. "Done?" I asked incredulously. "One bite for all the effort i put into getting you this meal?!"

Faggot nodded its fat lil head meekly. "Well then", I spat, "I know a way to put you out of your misery once & for all". Without thinking, i got out one of my sharp nails & stabbed Faggot right through its middle. I held it up in the harsh sunlight & slurped it right from my nail (Disgusting i know. But then i never was known for my dining ettiquette). And that was the end of Faggot the Maggot.

Well, all this back talk has made me sleepy so i'm gonna end this story too & find me a cozy corner where i'll be as snug as a bug in a rug (or was it as snug as 2 bugs in a rug? in a hug?? whatever too sleepy. sleeeepeeeeeeeeee sleeeeeepeeeeeeeeeeee). i know, it was an eerily real account.

teevee

I don't have dish tv. i just have plain cable tv but i ain't that happy coz some channels i want to see never come. The rare times they do, a bunch of other channels i want disappear. Like, on my tv, animal planet, zee trendz, ftv, hallmark & sometimes even travel&living and sony pix don't come ( and discovery, tho i hardly watch it, cums in hindi only). But sometimes, very rarely, & quite suddenly, they pop up but then hbo, star movies, zee cafe, vh1 disappear. Oh, but the channels that never go, all are disgusting & yucky. but they are always there. Y, i wonder.
The other reason i hate my cable supplier is that since that bitch who made a fuss over hbo & star movies & all, they stopped showing good movies & even if they do, everything is censored for "family viewing". assholes.

Movie Review

Movie - Disturbia

Stars - 3

Disturbia, directed by D.J.Caruso, is about this guy, played by Shia LaBeouf who was involved in a car accident some years back which he survived but his dad didn't. He's tried to deal with it & move on, but now, a few years down the line, at a mention of his dad by his Spanish teacher who wants to fail him in his subject, he snaps & assaults the teacher, thus ending up with a 3 month house arrest. The first few days he justs sits around lethargically, watching tv & playing video games, which his mom then finds irritating & bans. So then he gets unbearably bored & starts spying on his neighbours to pass the time. He finds this extremely interesting, especially his new neighbour, a hot girl whose family just moved in, & aah yes - a man whom he suspects of having something to do with the recent disappearance of a woman, the last bit of which was all over the news.

So, he & his best friend plus his new found friend ( the hot girl ) join together to find out what's really going on inside this suspicious & potentially dangerous man's house. They're convinced he's a serial killer though nobody believes them. But they end up meddling too much & put themselves at risk, becoming the victims of their own game.

It's a good movie overall & a lil bit scary in the right places. Shia LaBoeuf does not disappoint.

Sword-billed humming bird

Birds have to clean their feathers daily b'coz they depend on them in the air. They will almost always try to have a bath everydayto clean their feathers & then comb themselves with the beak so thatany separated filaments can get zipped back together. But the sword-billed humming bird (Ensifera ensifera) of South America has a beak longer than its body (3" long) & so is forced to preen itself not with its beak but with one foot while balancing with the other. So it has not only a long beak but also disproportionately long legs. But its extraordinarily long beak has enabled it to reach the nectar way below in the depths of the deep trumpet shaped flowers of the Datura plant, which no other member of its family has been able to do.

Movie Review

Movie - Ratatouille
Stars - 3

This is a movie set in Paris, France. Paris is of course all about good food, fashion, wine & romance. And Ratatouille has a very French feeling to it. It's about this lil rat called Remy who doesn't quite fit in with his family or colony of rats. He has an extraordinarily well developed sense of smell, loves experimenting with his food & worships the famous chef Auguste Gusteau whose motto was Anyone Can Cook.
Stuff happens & he finds himself separated from his clan, all alone, lost & trying to figure out what he really wants to do in life. And then he stumbles upon his favorite chef's ( now deceased ) own restaurant & he knows he wants to be a chef. Coincidentally at the same time Gusteau's son Linguini arrives at the restaurant ( he duz not know his dad was the great chef ) looking for a job. He goes from garbage boy to popular chef with the help of Remy but then everything can't be sweet forever & he finds himself in a fix on the day the impossible-to-please food critic arrives to see for himself how magical Linguini's preparations are. But Remy & his colony save the day & prove that anyone can really cook.
There's not a dull moment in the movie & it manages to even convey a moral & all without being preachy in the least. But i warn ya - ur mouth will sure water & ur stomach will sure rumble lookin at all the goodies.

Movie Review

Movie - 28 Weeks Later

Stars - 2 1/2

A relatively "unseen by many people" movie, 28 Weeks Later, directed by Juan Carlos Fresnadillo is a sequel to 28 Days Later. It's about the rage virus which infects people of all ages & turns them into raving, blood-red eyed, blood thirsty killers.

The UK authorities with the help of the US army have seemingly succeeded in containing the virus which hit the British Isles & have started moving survivors back to a small secured area in London. But one mother of two, played by Rose Byrne, manages to get in. She is unique in that though she carries the virus in her blood & saliva, she is not affected by it. But she unknowingly infects her husband who then spreads the virus & then all hell breaks lose & the authorities start shooting everybody in cold blood. And then it all depends on two people, one an army man & the other a doctor/researcher to save the 2 children of the mother with that unique ability (who ends up getting killed anyway by her husband) coz they might have her genes & prove very important in the future to save humankind from the deadly virus.

It was supposed to be a "horror" movie & all the reviews said to go see it only if u have a strong stomach. But it wasn't scary at all. It just had a few gross scenes especially when that guy gouges out her eyes.

PS> It ends up spreading to Paris too!!