Damned Indian censors strike again. Cut the juiciest, squishiest scene out of Kill Bill Vol 2. And a long conversation between BB, Bill and Bea about goldfish and death – and the beginning of the part when BB wants to see Shogun Assassin was cut out, which I think the projectionist did, because the bugger probably had to get home early or something.
There was a heavy downpour today, upto about three in the afternoon, and there was no power for quite a long time. Brilliant. Mother Nature decides to show a little arm and leg on the day there is no office, and one of only two days I can curl up with a book on my beanbag and listen to Ennio Morricone. Just brilliant. It got so dark and gloomy, that I fell asleep at twelve, and woke up at about three thirty with the simultaneous sounds of my tummy growling and the cellphone ringing.
It seems an interview with AR Rahman was supposed to be on today on ND-TV,at 1930 hours. Somehow I was in the vicinity of a television at that time, and caught part of it. The program was called Walk the Talk ( whatever that means!), and well, the guy conducting the interview was one of those mindless twerps who can think of the words “Bombay”, “Roja”, “Sufi” and “Chhaiyya Chaiyya”, and thereby poses his questions revolving around these words, and these along. What an oaf! Buggers Rahman about puerile stuff like where he got the idea behind “Chhaiyya Chhaiyya” from ( which a cursory Google search would have revealed to him. ), and then starts asking things like “How do you compose music?”, and ‘Which is your favourite composition?” Hello? Here, a guy who listens to ARR can’t figure out which song is his favourite, and you expect the person who composed all those tunes painstakingly over the years to pick favourites. The interviewer was some reporter/editor from Indian Express – I never follow that newspaper anyways, and my opinion of the people they hire to conduct interviews has basically been flushed down the drain. Give me a Khalid Mohammed interview of ARR on Filmfare anyday.
Yesterday I found this anonymous comment on my post about Akira, ATC and co, which said “plz use lj-cut”. From what I gather, you, Mr Anonymous Chap is one of those who have listed me as a friend ( after all, if you came to my Livejournal and found it chockful of long posts, you would hardly bother whether they are lj-cut or not ) I was very rude with you, and I shall very rude to you or anyone else who asks me to “plz use lj-cut” the next time. Leave aside the business of this being my livejournal, and me doing what I want and all that individualistic crap, it’s just that none of what I post involves bandwidth-hogging pictures, or inane randomised quizzes which would violate the sanctity of your oh-so-compact Friends’-page. I presume right now you’re not interested in anything I have to say, and you want a free pass that says “here, I just saved you a couple of scroll-bar clicks” from me. Here’s some free advice instead – haul your lazy ass and click on the “manage friends” link, and kindly remove me from your list. There, will save you a lot of free space on your friends’ page, and save me a lot of bad breath and ill-temper.
Humph. Livejournal “friends”, indeed!