03.26.09
On Monty Python
Men who like to dress like women and appear on national television? Who talk in silly voices and walk with silly strides? Men who sing about rugged lumberjacks wearing women’s clothing? Who prance about slapping each other silly with fish? Men who can keep a straight face while mouthing the line “And now for something completely different – a man with three buttocks“? Monty Python!
To quote directly from the wiki page, Monty Python “is a group of six comedians who created Monty Python’s Flying Circus, a British television comedy sketch show … the phenomenon developed from the television series into something larger in scope and impact… The group’s influence on comedy has been compared to The Beatles’ influence on music.” Their impact has been so great that not just do they have a word in the dictionary – Pythonesque, but they are also the inspiration behind the use of spam for junk mail.
Monty Python’s brand of humour is essentially absurdist (which means a lot of bizarre situations, a lot of things which are funny because they are illogical) – the Parrot sketch is a perfect example of this – a man walks into a pet shop and tries to get a dead parrot exchanged. This does not mean they are stuffy/tedious English-gentleman-types who are masters of the understatement. Their sketches seem to have almost every dimension of humour covered – from slapstick (like the Fish slapping dance), to caustic humour (Guy de Lombaird’s castle) to innuendo (Dirty Hungarian Phrasebook or Nudge,Nudge) to parodies (Four Yorkshireman) to surreal comedy (The Dirty Fork).
Apart from those mentioned above, a list of some of their best sketches -
1. Argument Clinic – a man walks into an “argument clinic”, where he pays to argue with a trained professional.
2. Self Defense Against Fresh Fruit – This sketch involves a man dressed as a martial arts instructor telling his “students” how to defend themselves against a man armed with a banana (first you shoot him with a gun, and then EAT the banana thus disarming him).
3. The Spanish Inquisition – Three pseudo-incompetent clergy (cardinals) are unable to decide how best to make up a scary intro dialogue and are ill-equipped to torture those deemed guilty.
4. The Funniest Joke in the World – A man writes a joke so funny, it kills anyone who understands it. It is then weaponised and used in “joke warfare” in the World War.
5. The Lumberjack Song – A song about a lumberjack who isnt quite as manly as he looks.
They also wrote/acted in some films, two of which are very well known – Life of Brian and Monty Python and the Holy Grail. These two are frequently voted in the top 10 comedy films ever made, and would make my top 10 among all the films I have seen. The Holy Grail is also a good starting place for those who dont know anything about the Pythons. Be warned though – watch it for too long, and you might actually laugh your way to death.
-> Badrinath.S
P.S.: Damn the international break. Liverpool could have used the momentum. Is Alex Ferguson the only manager who time and time again doesnt talk to the official press after a loss?
P.P.S.: A pointless post, but I have spent far too much time watching/admiring the work these six men have done to not pay a tribute to it.
03.17.09
Gulaal
This post is a pseudo-review of the hindi film Gulaal.
I watch my fair share of films. But if I were to make a list of films, sort them by language and count how many of each I have seen, hindi films would be in joint fourth. English would lead the count, followed by Chinese (mostly from the erstwhile Hong Kong film industry – Jackie Chan, etc) and then Tamil. Admittedly, some of you may be tempted to compare me being asked my opinions on hindi films with asking a monkey its opinion on the Large Hadron Collider.
However, last I checked, I was no monkey and hindi films were usually dumb feel-good affairs – it was easier to “understand” a hindi film than it was to tie ones own shoelaces. Even a LOLcat would understand one – “BOY MEET GURL. PARENTS NOT LAIK. SHIT HAPPEN. HERO BE AWSUM. PARENTS AGREE. COUPLE CAN HAS MARRIAGE. HAPPY 4 EVER!!”
That appears to have changed over a fairly short period of time though. With serious cinema suddenly coming to the fore, I can finally watch hindi films without cringing. One such film is Gulaal, which I managed to catch on the big screen. With a quality backdrop, some stunning performances and hauntingly addictive music, it appears to have everything to be an outstanding film.
KayKay Menon (Dukey Bana) and Piyush Mishra (Prithvi Bana) are practically flawless in the portrayal of their respective characters. The incendiary speeches were especially well done. Abhimanyu Singh (as Rananjay) and Deepak Dobriyal (Bhati) are quite good as well. The whole film appears to have a bit too much red (obvious from the name/posters) but it just adds to the atmosphere. As mentioned before, the music score is addictive – after I got back, I simply HAD to listen to the music again.
The film does have its flaws though – mostly character development and a lack of a backstory for some of the main cast. Jesse Randhawa’s character seems particularly pointless. Additionally, the poster promises us a film on LUURVE, POWER and REVOLUSHUN. The power and revolution parts are particularly well executed but the LUURVE aspect is underwhelming. The second half of the film falls a bit flat on its face after the first half promised so much. Personally though, I felt the end was quite all right, but to each his own.
Imo, its a bloody good film which could have been better.
-> Badrinath.S
P.S.: Most images shamelessly lifted from the official website. Dont think they will mind.
P.P.S.: Two other movie reviews I have done – The Fall and Dhoom 2
P.P.P.S.: For those experiencing depression due to something they saw on TV, please call – 09 212121 141414. This is for fans of ManU only. Liverpool did the double over them this season. 
12.09.07
The Power of the Internet
Thinking up a good name for a blog is bloody difficult. My very first idea for a title for my very first blog was “The Apocalypse Diaries“. That was three-plus years back. Now, “The Apocalypse Diaries” sounds like something you would type when you are fifteen and have just woken up from a dream about the end of the world. To be more precise, a dream involving a post nuclear all-out war scenario with people breathing through cool-looking masks, eating radioactive rats and drinking their own piss to survive. But that is a story for another day.
“The Apocalypse Diaries“? Oh yes, indeed a lovely name. Was i talking about the end of the world? Not really. Something to do with the other meaning – a word from God? Well, no, I’ll be damned if I begin to preach religion, of all things. Well, what was it then? A blog, with loads of seemingly pointless rants. What did it have to do with the Apocalypse? To be honest… nothing quite. A silly name for a blog then? All right, fine.
I am now paying the price for that little act of stupidity. The URL I registered is such that it is not very conducive to a blog-name change. This and the fact that I no longer remember my password forced a URL change. A reasonably re-usable URL, I already had one registered. All I had left to do was search for a new name.
Many bloggers seem to prefer titles with the phrase “My Life” somewhere in it. That is quite ironic, because those who actually have “a life” rarely blog, and those who dont have nothing to blog about. Besides, I see SO many rant-friendly topics, i would not want to limit the scope of this blog to stuff which concerns just me. Isnt it fun to criticize things you dont understand? Spewing vitriol (metaphorically, of course) on something which doesnt concern you one bit is so satisfying, it should be the Eight Sin. The pleasure you get on looking down on people you dont know and probably dont like was just a bit too much for me to deny myself. The conclusion – the phrase “My Life” was definitely NOT going to be in the title of this blog.
My next idea was to look at literature. Maybe i could flick a name off a short story, or maybe a poem. “Neutral Tones” was the only promising one i got. The only reason i liked it was because nobody would really understand what it meant. “Cool name for a blog!” people would exclaim when they came to this page, mouths wide open, wondering at the creativity of the writer. On the flipside, i dont quite know what it means either. What if someone asked me to explain what my title meant? Tricky. Besides, the poem is probably a bit too popular for me to plagiarize without someone noticing.
Next, i looked to music. My current playlist is currently crammed with emo, metalcore and related genres of music. So, i had the following options -
- The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage
- A fever you cant sweat out
- The Second Stage Turbine Blade
- I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love
Honestly, would you use any of these literary gems to title you blog ? Well, thought not. Music – scratched off the list. Then, an idea struck me. An idea so good it should be typed down and framed. An idea so good, it should be a dialogue on Blackadder. An idea so bloody good, it should have an entire civilization dedicated to worshiping it. F-o-r-e-i-g-n-w-o-r-d-s. Foreign words? Indeed!!
You could name your blog anything from “Eat shit, blog-reader” to “I like children. I mean, I like LIKE children” to “Necrophiles of the world – UNITE“, or perhaps even “Hello. I have hemorrhoids, and this is my blog“. Do this in english, you would be considered a freak. An outcast, someone who doesnt conform to society’s standards of “normal”. But do the same thing in a reasonably obscure language, nobody would know! Pure genius!! My choice of language? Latin.
But I dont know Latin. So, I fired Firefox up, went to the Google toolbar, typed in “Totally awesome Latin phrases I can use without knowing Latin” and I waited. And I waited. I then coughed theatrically for a bit, which didnt seem to help pass the time, and I waited some more. A good hour later, i scored a huge victory over the IIIT-H internet connection. It finally yielded, my query was processed and i managed to open the pages which were spat out by the search.
I liked what I saw so much, (link 1) and (link 2) for example. I repeated the query for a dozen different languages. A long, satisfying surf later, it suddenly struck me that the reason I had started on this tangent was my search for a new blog name. Sadly, I didnt find anything good enough. I wanted to do something boring, mundane – browse a random bunch of phrases for a meaningful title. The internet gave me something else – a few hours of fun.
All hail – The Power of the Internet.
< Badrinath.S >
P.S.: Thanks to the internet, I now know almost everything I need to know if I ever go to Rome, Italy.
- You charge how much an hour? (Quantum in ura hora imputas?)
- I’d like to buy some condoms. (Volo comparare nonnulla tegumembra)
If only i knew how to say “Do you do it doggy?”…..
P.P.S.: How did I get the blog name, you ask? Having wasted so much time on something so trivial, I decided to go with the first thing which came to mind. There was an image titled “Rocks and the Sea” or somesuch on my desktop. A part of the image can be seen in the image header of this blog. I finally settled on “The Crashing Waves”. Now, let me think of some deep and meaningful interpretation of it, in case someone ever asks ….
