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Tuesday Talkies – ‘Kill Dil’ or just Kill Me before I watch this film

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

You watch a movie, where everything is perfect; actors are at their best; songs are written by Gulzar; Music by Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy; Funny dialogues; but….. wait, what about story? Oh it has a good and hit story too, only it was a story from the past.

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

 

If time travel would have been possible, I would have gone some 30 – 40years back in time and then I could have loved this movie. Seriously I would have adored it by than.

Did you remember those ‘No Vacancy‘ signs popping up on your cinema screen when hero goes out in search of job. If yes, then you can really understand my pain when I was cringing while watching this movie.

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Kill Dil, is Indian Hindi Movie directed by Shaad Ali and produced by Aditya Chopra of Yash Raj Banner. Remember Shaad Ali, same person who gave us ‘Saathiyaa’ and ‘Bunty aur Bubly’. RIP his direction skills. Remember Aditya Chopra, person who gave us ‘DDLJ‘ and ‘Ishaqjaade’…. RIP his story picking skills. Just to remind yo that Saathiyaa and Bunty aur Bubly was also a joint venture of these two. I am crying now 😥

 

Why you should watch Kill Dil?

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

Star Cast – Ranveer is holding this film on his shoulders. He is impeccable. His character is witty, unapologetic for the work he do, and still loving. With each passing film, Ranveer proves that he is not a regular star, but he has so much talent, only if he can get some meatier roles.

Kill Dil
Ranveer Singh

Parineet is good too, as always. But her character is not shaped well. One time she looks like a bar dancer another scene she tell us that she help rehabilatating prisoners. She is a modern girl, who falls in love with a gunda looking character without knowing exactly what he does for living. Which school did she go to??

Kill Dil
Parineeti Chopra

Ali Zafar, I love your deep voice and your look too, just not in this film exactly. Again, a good actor wasted here, with nothing to do much. His character just don’t have any background, no depth and no growth. Poor Ali just looked like hero ka friend in this movie.

Kill Dil
Ali Zafar and Govinda

Govinda. Nothing to say about him. Bad comeback. I loved your dance though, but this is not your movie.

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

Songs – If you listen to Kill Dil songs, you will love them; but if you watch them in the movie, you may prefer taking your pee break. They are just story stopper in the movie. Worst thing is that Gulzar is associated with this movie. Lyrics are so soothing and awesome and they are beautifully enhanced by music too; but somehow it doesn’t fit in the movie.

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

 

 

Why you would not like to watch this movie?

Story from the past – Govinda adopt two babies who were abandoned in a dumpster. Govinda is a Don, or Gunda; so these two baby boys also grow up to be goons. They are grown up Ranveer and Zafar obviously. One of them (Ranveer) fall in love; so he tries to come clean of his awful ways. Govinda didn’t liked this decision of him at all so, he plot to destroy Ranveer’s love life. That’s it. I have watched this type of movies a thousand times; so why should I watch this? Nothing new here.

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

Patchy direction – You don’t feel a connection between characters or their story. It looks like movie is going in one direction and then suddenly director decides no lets take a left turn…. oops lets g right again. One time you are shooting someone in the next scene you are singing a song happily. One time you are dreading Govinda, in other scene you are romancing Parineeti without any concern of the world.

Kill Dil
Kill Dil

 

Gulzar’s narrative voice makes me feel like I was about to watch a good critically acclaimed movie but somehow I sat in the wrong hall and instead watching a c-grade movie. I just wish that if so many good things/people won’t be attached to this movie, I could have hated it better.

 

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What does being Dead means?

What does being Dead means?
What does being Dead means?

No, I am not being all dark or over inspired by death. I am not built the pessimistic way. It’s just some events and a writer’s theme inspired me to think about it. You now must be knowing it well enough, that what I think, I write.

So, the thought process started with, what it would be like to be a dead person? What would happen to me one day (not soon hopefully), when I will die?

Strangely, have you ever noticed, when someone dies we actually never think about that person. Yes, it’s true. We rather talk about how was that person in the past. We say, oh he was such a nice man, he was very kind, so lovable. Why it happened to him, he was so full of life?

Or we will think about what would have been his future, only if he hasn’t met this fatal end. We will say, oh he was so bright, he was just about to open up a new business. Or he could have been married next year.

Mostly, we talk about the family, which was left devastated by the loss. We will think about them, their future, like what will happen to them now? How will they cope? How will they move on? What will happen to the kids, to the wife?

We are always worried about the living.

Has anyone thought about it the other way, like where is that person now? Is he seeing us, worrying about his family? Is he around us? Is he crying over his own death, or thinking about the crisis that his family is facing? How is he coping with all this loss? Every one else has lost one important person from their life, but him, he has lost everyone, in just a second. He has lost his mother, father, wife, kids, his aspirations, ambitions, future, everything.

What it would be like if someday I’ll be dead? What would happen to me? What if there is no hell or heaven? I will not go anywhere and will stay here with everyone, just invisible. Not like a ghost, or maybe a ghost just without any demonic powers. What if I’ll be just like an invisible person which can do nothing other than watching everyone going on with their daily routine in few days, weeks, or months.

What it would feel like if after a year of my death (hopefully no sooner), I will be sitting on the same couch with my hubby, but he won’t even notice my presence, or what if he is with someone else? What if he is happy and back to his lively self? What if he is same, like the way he was when I was alive? What if my parents who gave life to me, would not even think of me in their prayers? What would it feel like when my own kids will forget about me. They will adapt to their new life, move on. A life of which I am not a part of. Maybe they won’t even know what their mother was like. Would that hurt me? Hurt me more than the death? Yes, it will hurt me. More than the death itself.

What does being Dead means?
What does being Dead means?

But, what it would feel like if after a year of my death, I will be sitting on the same couch with my hubby, but he would be all miserable, depressive because of my death? What if he is no longer that laughing, cheering, and full of life person that I fall in love with? What would I feel? What if I’ll saw my parents losing faith in God, because their precious child is taken away? What if I will see everyone in my family secretly crying and hiding their tears, so that they will look strong in front of others? What if I will see my kids still waiting for their Mamma to come back. Come back from somewhere, but just come back. What if they are still waiting? Would that hurt me? No, it will not only hurt me. It will tear me down. It will break me the way no death can ever do. It would be the worse.

I would prefer to go to hell for eternity than see my family like this.

I now know for sure that I would be content even with my death, if my family will move on. If they would live a life, which is full of Life. I would want them to move on. Maybe, I would be able to move too.

I am not dead. Not yet.

Thus I pray to God, that no one loose their loved ones.

I just pray…

 

Alison Gertz: Lady who was once a girl

Alison Gertz
Alison Gertz

Today I read about Alison Gertz (Wikipedia random, its a good way to learn new and random stuff).

I goggled more about her and got to know of a movie made on her life story. To quench my thirst of curiosity I watched “Fatal Love” the movie.

How precious life is? This question we never ask our self until and unless we are faced with the dilemma of losing it. Who could have thought that a mistake that you did when you were sixteen, could lead you to the arms of death. Death which should not come to a twenty six year old girl.

Alison Gertz
Alison Gertz

Alison Gertz, was diagnosed with HIV in 1988. She was a girl with full of hope, love and dreams, and all it took was one bad decision, one bad night for her to contrive this deadly disease. What has made her death apart from all the others is the fact that she did not hide herself and her illness. She took it into her stride and told the world about it, educated them. That was worth a million years that she could have lived. She was also awarded with Woman of the Year award by Esquire magazine.

Alison Gertz
Alison Gertz

Strange thing with us is that we do not discuss death, we do not discuss sickness. We want to avoid such conversations. We actually want to avoid the person who is sick. Does it matter? Yes, it does. It does matter when we lose someone dear to a chronic illness. But, we never think about it, as if it does not exist.

Time is changing and so are we with time. But, still I have seen so many people who does not want to talk about HIV. I am pretty sure, If they will know a person who has contracted this disease, they will never talk to him/her again. Nevertheless, ignoring something or someone has never ever helped in any situation (unless you are ignoring really really dumb people J ).

Alison Gertz
Alison Gertz Movie

About the movie, Fatal Love, I love the way story is portrayed, without much of drama or blame game. Moll Ringwald who has played the part of Ali in the movie is quite extra ordinary in the role. She has done restrained acting, very thoughtful. I really like the scene when her father cried seeing a small girl coming out of elevator talking with her father, or the scene when she saw her boyfriend in the shower cleaning himself rigorously after having sex, and the scene when she asked her mother “What did I do?”.

What we can do? We can certainly open up. Talk about everything just everything, live a healthy life and live our life. Live it to the fullest. 🙂