Scent of a Woman
Name of movie: Scent of a Woman
Actors: Al Pacino and Chris O'Donnnell with a wonderful cameo by Gabrielle Anwar.
How did I feel? - Emotional - nothing unusual at that. I can cry at the drop of a hat. Felt envious. At the wonderful screenplay, at the creative mind that had thought of such a story to tell, at the director for directing so well and for actors to have essayed roles so powerfully. Ah to be an actor! And to be a gifted actor at that. I'd have given almost anything to have been the creator of such a story. There's something about creation... about thinking up stories to tell... and to have a story come to life...there's something about writing methinks. Just as there's something about directing or cinematography and of course acting. And hey, there's something about editing. (I've nursed a secret desire. I'd loved to have been an editor - that's Confession for the Day....:) ).
Why did I think of SOaW? - My salsa classes nudged a bit of memory - wakey wakey memory it said. Remember the dance sequence? The wonderful tango?Mmmm...so poignant! So absolutely delightful. The sight of the visually challenged man also brought forth the memory of children happily traipsing down stairs at the Happy Home. I used to refer to them as 'my children'. Children for whom I started learning braille. Sigh! Never mind...that's another life. Hoo haa! (or was that Hee haa or Eee aaah!...never mind R, never mind).
Name of movie - As Good As It Gets
Actors - Jack Nicholson, Helen Hunt and Greg Kinnear
How do I feel? - I just finished watching it on a movie channel. For perhaps the 4th time? Don't remember, don't care. I can watch it again. It was pure chance that I was watching it - watching TV is pure chance - you chance upon something that truly excites or interests you - instead of the mindless tripe they dish out. I got lucky on chance. Serendipity is a nice thing when it throws up pleasant surprises.
Jack Nicholson is such an ugly man. But what an actor! His every twitch in the movie seemed to have been perfected. He was the man with the Compulsive Obsessive Disorder. The slight hesitation when he pats Simon's (Greg Kinnear) shoulder with his gloves on. Ha ha. And every dialogue by Melwin (Melvin/ Melwyn?? Jack Nicholson's character) is a classic. "You're not pissed off because you had it so bad, but because others had it so good". I love that one. And when he says, "I'm dying here"...oh God! It's bittersweet..you can't help grinning at the same time have tears rolling down...you can't help going... ha ha ha...tsk tsk tsk....sniff sniff..ha ha ha! (Dammit, I'm dying here too...but no one's listening...so what R? Just one more death among 6 billion isn't going to make a whit of a difference...who gives a flying f$%k!).
"How are you?" Answer to the questions was 'Not good'. Should have been, ' In great pain'. Back hurts like crazy. Thankfully my manager gave me a lift half way home. She didn't have to, but she did. I'm thankful and grateful. Have to get my ass to office tomorrow. Office is killing. I'm slowly being walled alive, snowed under, drowning, or call it what you will, but don't know if I should just adopt a Buddha like stance and hope that this too shall pass. Sigh! Lotus position coming up.
I had a near brush with being physically challenged for life this morning. My bus driver and a BMTC bus almost collided and if it had, I'd have been maimed for life if not lost my life for sure, and I shouted out loud involuntarily while everyone else in my bus looked up puzzled, like hey, something the matter? Just a collision..it's not like you lost your job?
Didn't see my life passing me by in a flash...so I guessed in an infinitesmial moment that I had survived. I wasn't dead. Reminded me of the time when I was dragged by the train...another life!
Sometimes it makes you wonder what it would take to lead an extraordinary life?
Sometimes it makes you wonder what is extraordinary?
Sometimes it makes you wonder, when was the last time you did something for the first time?
Sometimes it makes you wonder, is life really an illusion and is there no reality?
Sometimes it makes you wonder why we feel the way we do? About people, issues and the world around us?
Sometimes it makes you wonder why love is such a bloody painful 4 letter word? Damn!
Sometimes I wonder if I'm really caught up between what I want and what I don't get!
Sometimes I wonder if someone will know the scent of a woman...this woman...me!
Sometimes I wonder if this is really as good as it gets!
I wonder all the time.... (like my Little Prince actually smiles nowadays....hmm! maybe his life is coming up roses...he can't smile cause he saw me???!! Good for the Little Prince...may his planet never have baobabs!).
It's nice to wonder.
So does it make me wonder-ful?...:) (not by a long shot honey, you have another think coming!).
Actors: Al Pacino and Chris O'Donnnell with a wonderful cameo by Gabrielle Anwar.
How did I feel? - Emotional - nothing unusual at that. I can cry at the drop of a hat. Felt envious. At the wonderful screenplay, at the creative mind that had thought of such a story to tell, at the director for directing so well and for actors to have essayed roles so powerfully. Ah to be an actor! And to be a gifted actor at that. I'd have given almost anything to have been the creator of such a story. There's something about creation... about thinking up stories to tell... and to have a story come to life...there's something about writing methinks. Just as there's something about directing or cinematography and of course acting. And hey, there's something about editing. (I've nursed a secret desire. I'd loved to have been an editor - that's Confession for the Day....:) ).
Why did I think of SOaW? - My salsa classes nudged a bit of memory - wakey wakey memory it said. Remember the dance sequence? The wonderful tango?Mmmm...so poignant! So absolutely delightful. The sight of the visually challenged man also brought forth the memory of children happily traipsing down stairs at the Happy Home. I used to refer to them as 'my children'. Children for whom I started learning braille. Sigh! Never mind...that's another life. Hoo haa! (or was that Hee haa or Eee aaah!...never mind R, never mind).
Name of movie - As Good As It Gets
Actors - Jack Nicholson, Helen Hunt and Greg Kinnear
How do I feel? - I just finished watching it on a movie channel. For perhaps the 4th time? Don't remember, don't care. I can watch it again. It was pure chance that I was watching it - watching TV is pure chance - you chance upon something that truly excites or interests you - instead of the mindless tripe they dish out. I got lucky on chance. Serendipity is a nice thing when it throws up pleasant surprises.
Jack Nicholson is such an ugly man. But what an actor! His every twitch in the movie seemed to have been perfected. He was the man with the Compulsive Obsessive Disorder. The slight hesitation when he pats Simon's (Greg Kinnear) shoulder with his gloves on. Ha ha. And every dialogue by Melwin (Melvin/ Melwyn?? Jack Nicholson's character) is a classic. "You're not pissed off because you had it so bad, but because others had it so good". I love that one. And when he says, "I'm dying here"...oh God! It's bittersweet..you can't help grinning at the same time have tears rolling down...you can't help going... ha ha ha...tsk tsk tsk....sniff sniff..ha ha ha! (Dammit, I'm dying here too...but no one's listening...so what R? Just one more death among 6 billion isn't going to make a whit of a difference...who gives a flying f$%k!).
"How are you?" Answer to the questions was 'Not good'. Should have been, ' In great pain'. Back hurts like crazy. Thankfully my manager gave me a lift half way home. She didn't have to, but she did. I'm thankful and grateful. Have to get my ass to office tomorrow. Office is killing. I'm slowly being walled alive, snowed under, drowning, or call it what you will, but don't know if I should just adopt a Buddha like stance and hope that this too shall pass. Sigh! Lotus position coming up.
I had a near brush with being physically challenged for life this morning. My bus driver and a BMTC bus almost collided and if it had, I'd have been maimed for life if not lost my life for sure, and I shouted out loud involuntarily while everyone else in my bus looked up puzzled, like hey, something the matter? Just a collision..it's not like you lost your job?
Didn't see my life passing me by in a flash...so I guessed in an infinitesmial moment that I had survived. I wasn't dead. Reminded me of the time when I was dragged by the train...another life!
Sometimes it makes you wonder what it would take to lead an extraordinary life?
Sometimes it makes you wonder what is extraordinary?
Sometimes it makes you wonder, when was the last time you did something for the first time?
Sometimes it makes you wonder, is life really an illusion and is there no reality?
Sometimes it makes you wonder why we feel the way we do? About people, issues and the world around us?
Sometimes it makes you wonder why love is such a bloody painful 4 letter word? Damn!
Sometimes I wonder if I'm really caught up between what I want and what I don't get!
Sometimes I wonder if someone will know the scent of a woman...this woman...me!
Sometimes I wonder if this is really as good as it gets!
I wonder all the time.... (like my Little Prince actually smiles nowadays....hmm! maybe his life is coming up roses...he can't smile cause he saw me???!! Good for the Little Prince...may his planet never have baobabs!).
It's nice to wonder.
So does it make me wonder-ful?...:) (not by a long shot honey, you have another think coming!).
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