We have yet again failed to get a nomination for the OSCARs in the foreign film category. Rakeysh Omprakash Mehra’s Rang De Basanti (Paint me Yellow), the new found mantra of the indian nextgen was rejected even before the final roll call. The last time an Indian movie made it to the five was Aamir’s Lagaan in 2001; a riveting account of a small village lad taking the British Raj up in a captivating cricket match. Before that, Mira Nair’s Salaam Bombay and Mehboob Khan’s Mother India have graced the coveted final OSCAR nomination list. None of them won the award though. The chinese film Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (CTHD) won 3 OSCARs at the 73rd Annual Academy Awards ceremony, giving the director Ang Lee a godlike status in the Hollywood precincts overnight. CTHD was masterfully made with martial art sequences at its best and a traditional chinese story which is expected from oriental directors. Years later, he made a comeback by winning the OSCARs again for his work in Brokeback Mountain at Hollywood.
Rang De Basanti
Of Tarts, Beer & All That
When will I know everything and attain nirvana? This is a question I keep asking myself everytime I find myself in an embarassingly idiotic situation. We ordered some desserts in the office and it was my longtime wish to eat a tart. Let me honestly say that apart from a few references (and perhaps with some visual ones as well) from books, I had no clue how a tart tasted. This is my time to experiment with my palate, I told myself. So I went ahead and ordered a Lemon Tart and it finally arrived and before anyone could realise what I was doing I had started eating the lemon ‘cream’ from the so called ‘cup’. I also invited my friend Aadesh to the table to have a scoop and he did the same until everyone laughed their guts out. The tart was supposed to be eaten entirely with the ‘cup’ which was a bread. That explains why the cream tasted pretty much like our local shrikhand. Everyone had a good time laughing at me including our VP who’s going to speak to my Group Leader about the kind of “mentoring” he’s giving his lads.