dangermousie: (Dhoom 2)
[livejournal.com profile] missusk and myself watched Babul last night.

I had a better time than I would have otherwise by myself, because when it got too dull we could whisper-talk and ogle Salman and/or John in unison.

The movie? Uneven. Some lovely bits but the message didn’t work for me.

Babul spoilery thoughts )

We also watched Marigold. I can’t really say too much because it was supposed to be a preview, so all I will say is I thought it was cute and funny and Salman looked incredibly hot in it (especially while wearing white). The director had a lot of interesting stories to tell, my favorite being the fact that he scheduled a half-an-hour appointment with Salman at his house in order to try to sell him on the idea of the movie (starring in it) and, he says, he showed up for that half-an-hour appointment and left Salman’s house four days later. Heh.

The movie is supposed to release sometime in March, Stateside.
dangermousie: (Dhoom 2)
[livejournal.com profile] missusk and myself watched Babul last night.

I had a better time than I would have otherwise by myself, because when it got too dull we could whisper-talk and ogle Salman and/or John in unison.

The movie? Uneven. Some lovely bits but the message didn’t work for me.

Babul spoilery thoughts )

We also watched Marigold. I can’t really say too much because it was supposed to be a preview, so all I will say is I thought it was cute and funny and Salman looked incredibly hot in it (especially while wearing white). The director had a lot of interesting stories to tell, my favorite being the fact that he scheduled a half-an-hour appointment with Salman at his house in order to try to sell him on the idea of the movie (starring in it) and, he says, he showed up for that half-an-hour appointment and left Salman’s house four days later. Heh.

The movie is supposed to release sometime in March, Stateside.
dangermousie: (Dhoom 2)
[livejournal.com profile] missusk and myself watched Babul last night.

I had a better time than I would have otherwise by myself, because when it got too dull we could whisper-talk and ogle Salman and/or John in unison.

The movie? Uneven. Some lovely bits but the message didn’t work for me.

Babul spoilery thoughts )

We also watched Marigold. I can’t really say too much because it was supposed to be a preview, so all I will say is I thought it was cute and funny and Salman looked incredibly hot in it (especially while wearing white). The director had a lot of interesting stories to tell, my favorite being the fact that he scheduled a half-an-hour appointment with Salman at his house in order to try to sell him on the idea of the movie (starring in it) and, he says, he showed up for that half-an-hour appointment and left Salman’s house four days later. Heh.

The movie is supposed to release sometime in March, Stateside.
dangermousie: (Farscape: Chiana by icequeen3101)
Yes, I am going to post about Battlestar Galactica. And I have more Farscape love. I also saw Baabul and need to post about it, as well as going to a preview screening of Marigold (OMG! Salman speaking English for two hours...I am d.e.a.d. from Teh Hot. I think I am hazy on the plot because I keeled over from the sexiness somewhere a few minutes in :P) and meeting the director who was all sorts of awesome and talked in a wonderful way about Bollywood (he is a total fan) and about his experience filming there and working with Salman (he did an intro to the movie, and took questions, and then there was a reception where you could talk to him). He was weird enough to refuse to give me Salman's phone number even though I really wanted to know why he didn't respond to all those letters I wrote to him in blood. I think [livejournal.com profile] missusk, who got the invite and invited me along, owns a piece of my soul now. Or something.

And I need to respond to my lj comments.

But it's late, I am tired so it will all wait for tomorrow.

So for now?

Bourne Identity rocks. And Matt Damon, who normally doesn't do much for me is all hot and sexy as he aaaaaangsts.
dangermousie: (Farscape: Chiana by icequeen3101)
Yes, I am going to post about Battlestar Galactica. And I have more Farscape love. I also saw Baabul and need to post about it, as well as going to a preview screening of Marigold (OMG! Salman speaking English for two hours...I am d.e.a.d. from Teh Hot. I think I am hazy on the plot because I keeled over from the sexiness somewhere a few minutes in :P) and meeting the director who was all sorts of awesome and talked in a wonderful way about Bollywood (he is a total fan) and about his experience filming there and working with Salman (he did an intro to the movie, and took questions, and then there was a reception where you could talk to him). He was weird enough to refuse to give me Salman's phone number even though I really wanted to know why he didn't respond to all those letters I wrote to him in blood. I think [livejournal.com profile] missusk, who got the invite and invited me along, owns a piece of my soul now. Or something.

And I need to respond to my lj comments.

But it's late, I am tired so it will all wait for tomorrow.

So for now?

Bourne Identity rocks. And Matt Damon, who normally doesn't do much for me is all hot and sexy as he aaaaaangsts.
dangermousie: (Farscape: Chiana by icequeen3101)
Yes, I am going to post about Battlestar Galactica. And I have more Farscape love. I also saw Baabul and need to post about it, as well as going to a preview screening of Marigold (OMG! Salman speaking English for two hours...I am d.e.a.d. from Teh Hot. I think I am hazy on the plot because I keeled over from the sexiness somewhere a few minutes in :P) and meeting the director who was all sorts of awesome and talked in a wonderful way about Bollywood (he is a total fan) and about his experience filming there and working with Salman (he did an intro to the movie, and took questions, and then there was a reception where you could talk to him). He was weird enough to refuse to give me Salman's phone number even though I really wanted to know why he didn't respond to all those letters I wrote to him in blood. I think [livejournal.com profile] missusk, who got the invite and invited me along, owns a piece of my soul now. Or something.

And I need to respond to my lj comments.

But it's late, I am tired so it will all wait for tomorrow.

So for now?

Bourne Identity rocks. And Matt Damon, who normally doesn't do much for me is all hot and sexy as he aaaaaangsts.
dangermousie: (BW: John by jadeicons)
This morning, a thirteen year old, after making eye contact told me "I want you to be my girlfriend. Won't have it any other way." I am afraid I couldn't help but crack up as I told him that my husband might object. If he was taller, MUCH older and this was Bollywood, I'd imagine with such an approach he'd go far. But still, considering I could have been the sprog's mother if I started REALLY early, it was kinda flattering and amusing at the same time.

My BSG Baltar/Six fic has hit a writer's block the size of South America. Sigh...

And completely unrelated, I've been thinking about the late trend in Bollywood movies of white women falling for Bollywood heroes, and what it says about cultural expectations.

Bollywood often reminds me of old, classic-era Hollywood. The same love for musicals and outsized melodrama, the same care for glamor, the same reliance on star mystique and power to carry movies, more than any other element of the film. And this is borne out yet again in their approach to interracial relationships. You know, how in old Hollywood movies, this tragic native girl would fall in love with the white hero? Or an exotic Asian woman would love an American? And these stories seldom ended well, with the woman 'other' being either unrequited or too different to fit in, or dying. Because that story couldn't have a happy ending? And how when movies got more progressive in the 1950s, you'd have a movie like Sayonara, where the interracial couple would overcome obstacles and be together. But even in those movies, it's always a man who is white and a woman who is other.

I think it ties in to the patriarchal nature of the culture, any culture really. Women are percieved as vessels of culture, so a woman of other culture falling for you is an indirect proof of the superiority of your culture over hers. And it's proof of the superiority of your men over those of the other race. OTOH, if it's your women going for other culture the reverse is true and is a humiliation and pollution.

Well, it's a fascinating mirror experience to watch Bollywood's approach. I am sure if some white supremacist saw these, he would probably be clutching his head in horror and pulling out his hair.

Because Bollywood has recently been making a variety of movies where white women fall in love with Indian men. And what a fascinating study they are. Here is a sampling (as I cannot claim I've seen every one ever made). I find it very interesting how those portrayals progress, in a very short term, from the pining and unwanted white girl, to Bollywood staple of star-crossed obstacles to something that is viewed matter of factly as any other relationship might be.

Rather long and case-studyish )

And because it's bad to have nothing but Bollywood, I bring you pics from the upcoming Superman Returns. The movie will probably bore me, but the boy is hot.

Superman photos )
dangermousie: (BW: John by jadeicons)
This morning, a thirteen year old, after making eye contact told me "I want you to be my girlfriend. Won't have it any other way." I am afraid I couldn't help but crack up as I told him that my husband might object. If he was taller, MUCH older and this was Bollywood, I'd imagine with such an approach he'd go far. But still, considering I could have been the sprog's mother if I started REALLY early, it was kinda flattering and amusing at the same time.

My BSG Baltar/Six fic has hit a writer's block the size of South America. Sigh...

And completely unrelated, I've been thinking about the late trend in Bollywood movies of white women falling for Bollywood heroes, and what it says about cultural expectations.

Bollywood often reminds me of old, classic-era Hollywood. The same love for musicals and outsized melodrama, the same care for glamor, the same reliance on star mystique and power to carry movies, more than any other element of the film. And this is borne out yet again in their approach to interracial relationships. You know, how in old Hollywood movies, this tragic native girl would fall in love with the white hero? Or an exotic Asian woman would love an American? And these stories seldom ended well, with the woman 'other' being either unrequited or too different to fit in, or dying. Because that story couldn't have a happy ending? And how when movies got more progressive in the 1950s, you'd have a movie like Sayonara, where the interracial couple would overcome obstacles and be together. But even in those movies, it's always a man who is white and a woman who is other.

I think it ties in to the patriarchal nature of the culture, any culture really. Women are percieved as vessels of culture, so a woman of other culture falling for you is an indirect proof of the superiority of your culture over hers. And it's proof of the superiority of your men over those of the other race. OTOH, if it's your women going for other culture the reverse is true and is a humiliation and pollution.

Well, it's a fascinating mirror experience to watch Bollywood's approach. I am sure if some white supremacist saw these, he would probably be clutching his head in horror and pulling out his hair.

Because Bollywood has recently been making a variety of movies where white women fall in love with Indian men. And what a fascinating study they are. Here is a sampling (as I cannot claim I've seen every one ever made). I find it very interesting how those portrayals progress, in a very short term, from the pining and unwanted white girl, to Bollywood staple of star-crossed obstacles to something that is viewed matter of factly as any other relationship might be.

Rather long and case-studyish )

And because it's bad to have nothing but Bollywood, I bring you pics from the upcoming Superman Returns. The movie will probably bore me, but the boy is hot.

Superman photos )
dangermousie: (BW: John by jadeicons)
This morning, a thirteen year old, after making eye contact told me "I want you to be my girlfriend. Won't have it any other way." I am afraid I couldn't help but crack up as I told him that my husband might object. If he was taller, MUCH older and this was Bollywood, I'd imagine with such an approach he'd go far. But still, considering I could have been the sprog's mother if I started REALLY early, it was kinda flattering and amusing at the same time.

My BSG Baltar/Six fic has hit a writer's block the size of South America. Sigh...

And completely unrelated, I've been thinking about the late trend in Bollywood movies of white women falling for Bollywood heroes, and what it says about cultural expectations.

Bollywood often reminds me of old, classic-era Hollywood. The same love for musicals and outsized melodrama, the same care for glamor, the same reliance on star mystique and power to carry movies, more than any other element of the film. And this is borne out yet again in their approach to interracial relationships. You know, how in old Hollywood movies, this tragic native girl would fall in love with the white hero? Or an exotic Asian woman would love an American? And these stories seldom ended well, with the woman 'other' being either unrequited or too different to fit in, or dying. Because that story couldn't have a happy ending? And how when movies got more progressive in the 1950s, you'd have a movie like Sayonara, where the interracial couple would overcome obstacles and be together. But even in those movies, it's always a man who is white and a woman who is other.

I think it ties in to the patriarchal nature of the culture, any culture really. Women are percieved as vessels of culture, so a woman of other culture falling for you is an indirect proof of the superiority of your culture over hers. And it's proof of the superiority of your men over those of the other race. OTOH, if it's your women going for other culture the reverse is true and is a humiliation and pollution.

Well, it's a fascinating mirror experience to watch Bollywood's approach. I am sure if some white supremacist saw these, he would probably be clutching his head in horror and pulling out his hair.

Because Bollywood has recently been making a variety of movies where white women fall in love with Indian men. And what a fascinating study they are. Here is a sampling (as I cannot claim I've seen every one ever made). I find it very interesting how those portrayals progress, in a very short term, from the pining and unwanted white girl, to Bollywood staple of star-crossed obstacles to something that is viewed matter of factly as any other relationship might be.

Rather long and case-studyish )

And because it's bad to have nothing but Bollywood, I bring you pics from the upcoming Superman Returns. The movie will probably bore me, but the boy is hot.

Superman photos )
dangermousie: (VZ by m_jade)
Oh frabjous joy! I have just found out that Marigold, a Bollywood/Hollywood cross-over musical, is coming to the theaters some time in April.

Even better, I found stills on line.

The plot involves a third-rate American actress (Ali Larter) who ends up stranded in India and is desperate for some work. Well, to have a decent role in a Bollywood production, you must know how to dance (of course) and Ali's skills are non-existent. Which is where a Bollywood choreographer (Salman Khan) enters...

I can't wait.

Pics:



The rest behind the cut )
dangermousie: (VZ by m_jade)
Oh frabjous joy! I have just found out that Marigold, a Bollywood/Hollywood cross-over musical, is coming to the theaters some time in April.

Even better, I found stills on line.

The plot involves a third-rate American actress (Ali Larter) who ends up stranded in India and is desperate for some work. Well, to have a decent role in a Bollywood production, you must know how to dance (of course) and Ali's skills are non-existent. Which is where a Bollywood choreographer (Salman Khan) enters...

I can't wait.

Pics:



The rest behind the cut )
dangermousie: (VZ by m_jade)
Oh frabjous joy! I have just found out that Marigold, a Bollywood/Hollywood cross-over musical, is coming to the theaters some time in April.

Even better, I found stills on line.

The plot involves a third-rate American actress (Ali Larter) who ends up stranded in India and is desperate for some work. Well, to have a decent role in a Bollywood production, you must know how to dance (of course) and Ali's skills are non-existent. Which is where a Bollywood choreographer (Salman Khan) enters...

I can't wait.

Pics:



The rest behind the cut )

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