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Last week Srinivasan Rajagopal who blogs about ‘plagiarism in the visual arts‘ linked to some posts I had done on movie poster/font rip-offs – and that set off a huge IMPA binge. I found a lot of stuff that looked like other stuff – rip-offs, tributes, parodies, whatever, and I decided to bite the blog that fed me a lot of traffic and start my own balposh section, blogging about stuff that looks like other stuff.
So, here goes (following Srini’s convention, the poster on the right came first)


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Have you heard the Allegra song from Kanthasamy? The first time I heard the refrain that opens the song (QOTD – can a refrain open a song?), I thought it was a commercial promoting some drug, but soon I fell for the song and couldn’t refrain from humming the refrain 24×7. Yesterday night, while drifting off to sleep, I had this vision, a rebus version…somebody restrain me…
Today a long limbed, yellow coloured,
Long haired twenty-something
Punched a hole through my heart –
Made me remember a long limbed,
Yellow coloured, long haired
Twenty-something from yesterday.

Mulla was a let down, both as a movie and as a Meera Nandakumar vehicle, but loved the songs, especially Aarumughan…vintage Rimi Tomy. Now Aarumughan gets the full Nadir Shah treatment…Check out…
Thanks Chittapps.

Inspired by Manoj’s comment on the release of Padikkathavan…”What next, Kulikkathavan?”
Incidently, Sorry Bhai was Chitrangada Singh’s comeback vehicle.
A long time ago, one lonely evening, I made a list of my fav songs, the original soundtrack of my not-so-original life. Started writing a short story linking the songs – reliving the moments, revisiting the emotions, remembering old loves – but then, you know, I needed a break, switched on the radio… Sundari Kannal oru Sethi…oh man, I cried all night.
Later I found out that Nick Hornby had done something similar – not the crying – a book, called Songbook – and I dropped the project.
Slumdog Millionaire concept is pretty close – instead of songs in our life, bongs in our life…Siddhartha Basu and Anita Kaul Basu.

Now, I have two questions…question number 1: Why Taj Mahal?
Should all western movies shot in India show the Taj, even if the story is set in the slums of Mumbai, 1200 km from Agra…reminds me of an old school joke…guy had mugged up on The Coconut Tree…but in the exam, he was asked to write about The Cow…
പശു ഒരു നാല്ക്കാലിയാണു്. പശുവിനെ തെങ്ങില് കെട്ടാം. തെങില് നിന്നു് നമക്കു് തേങ്ങാ ലഭിക്കുന്നു. തെങില് നിന്നു് നമക്കു് ഓലയും മടലും ലഭിക്കുന്നു. തെങില് നിന്നു് നമക്കു് കള്ളു് ലഭിക്കുന്നു. തെങ്ങ്…
Question number…um…number 2: Why Toilets?
Danny has a thing for toilets. The ‘autograph’ scene in SDM is as mild as Cheran’s Autograph when compared to the toilet scene from ‘Trainspotting’. Check it out.
Which kinda makes me wonder – perhaps, in the end credits, he was giving Rahman the ultimate compliment…sabhlatha king!

I always wanted to do a spoof on Casablanca, set in a Triplicane maamy mess called Rukku’s Café…
Got the characters all figured out – Rukmani, the cafe owner; Vikku, her old flame; Valsa, Vikku’s wife; Samy, the cashier who plays table-top tabala…Valsa’s life is in danger, only Rukku can save her…you know the story…“Maybe nat today, maybe nat tomorrow…”. Eppadi? Anybody wanna collaborate?




