Our Ears Are Still Bleeding
While marooned in Trichy we decided to break the boredom by watching a Tamil movie these are not made in Bollywood but are rather a creation of the South, set in the South, with Southern actors and spoken in Tamil.
No subtitles so I don't even know what the movie is called unfortunately, we got to the threater a little late so the film had already started. The movies here work like everything else there are classes, first class gets to sit up the back, make loud comments hoot hiss and kiss as much as they like unchecked. Second class sits in the middle relatively quite and third class sits down the front suffering serious neck injury and total hearing loss by the end of the film. Walking to our gate (yes gate) to get to our seats we started to realize the super bowl size of the threatre.
Once in the theatre is pitch black except for the light the film is throwing off, we glide into our seats, cushion completely worn and thus hard as a rock (Tamil movies like most Indian movies go for 3 hrs with an intermission). The first thing that hits you is the sound so overwhelmingly loud, I spent the first 1/2 hour with my scarf stuffed into my ears (I am not joking).
Once relatively settled we got into the movie which despite being in a different language was relatively easy to follow - this is how it goes
Crazy guy kills people and then takes Polaroid - goes back to house where he has Polaroid’s of everything - his house, his friend, his doctor basically has lost memory except for flashback of women being killed and is determined to kill her killer.
Super cop in very tight shirt and voice heightening jeans traces killer from bus ticket and auto driver (bus tickets here have no details except price and auto driver's can barely decipher where you want to go). Goes to killers house, fight ensues, ties up killer and goes through his things until he finds highly detailed diary beautifully written.
Video hits style song is performed by female lead complete which rnb dancers clad in loose low crotch jeans and bling bling - the sequence has nothing to the do with the film except the lead characters are the main singer and dancer - we later saw this clip on KTV India's version of MTV
Flash back! is played as cop reads diary- crazy guy is heir to a huge Telco company, meets beautiful C (commercials) grade actress who is saint (several soft focus shots of her helping the blind and crippled children pepper the film) and falls in love
Another Video hits type clip
Rat runs in front of my feet, now wary and with feet tucked up on my seat and hands clamped firmly over my ears, I start to wonder how long this film is!!
Intermission - with splitting headaches and exhausted we decided to go home and get our ear plugs and come back.
Needless to say we never returned !
No subtitles so I don't even know what the movie is called unfortunately, we got to the threater a little late so the film had already started. The movies here work like everything else there are classes, first class gets to sit up the back, make loud comments hoot hiss and kiss as much as they like unchecked. Second class sits in the middle relatively quite and third class sits down the front suffering serious neck injury and total hearing loss by the end of the film. Walking to our gate (yes gate) to get to our seats we started to realize the super bowl size of the threatre.
Once in the theatre is pitch black except for the light the film is throwing off, we glide into our seats, cushion completely worn and thus hard as a rock (Tamil movies like most Indian movies go for 3 hrs with an intermission). The first thing that hits you is the sound so overwhelmingly loud, I spent the first 1/2 hour with my scarf stuffed into my ears (I am not joking).
Once relatively settled we got into the movie which despite being in a different language was relatively easy to follow - this is how it goes
Crazy guy kills people and then takes Polaroid - goes back to house where he has Polaroid’s of everything - his house, his friend, his doctor basically has lost memory except for flashback of women being killed and is determined to kill her killer.
Super cop in very tight shirt and voice heightening jeans traces killer from bus ticket and auto driver (bus tickets here have no details except price and auto driver's can barely decipher where you want to go). Goes to killers house, fight ensues, ties up killer and goes through his things until he finds highly detailed diary beautifully written.
Video hits style song is performed by female lead complete which rnb dancers clad in loose low crotch jeans and bling bling - the sequence has nothing to the do with the film except the lead characters are the main singer and dancer - we later saw this clip on KTV India's version of MTV
Flash back! is played as cop reads diary- crazy guy is heir to a huge Telco company, meets beautiful C (commercials) grade actress who is saint (several soft focus shots of her helping the blind and crippled children pepper the film) and falls in love
Another Video hits type clip
Rat runs in front of my feet, now wary and with feet tucked up on my seat and hands clamped firmly over my ears, I start to wonder how long this film is!!
Intermission - with splitting headaches and exhausted we decided to go home and get our ear plugs and come back.
Needless to say we never returned !
posted by My Little Life at 5:56 PM
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