The Veenman Show
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Genre: Movies
Forgotten catches you off guard at times and when it does, you’d feel you are watching a different thing altogether. In a strangely twisted story, your emotions as the viewer are allowed to be exaggerated but never apart from a grim realization of how devastatingly humanity can die in the wake of inevitable circumstances. Sometimes, you are just torn between the decisions the characters make; like watching through a tinted glass a rampant duel born out of moral conflicts and not knowing which side to root for. No one is evil; no one is good; only circumstances are. Full…
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I picked Larry Crowne for its poster. It maybe a tribute to the endearing classic Roman Holiday but Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts riding gleefully on a scooter can never take a pass. Somehow, the sound of vintage scooters in movies enchants me. Old age scooters revving with low key grunts and hiccuping to a halt are something that I can enjoy in real life as well as reels. Aside from seeing lots and lots of scooters mostly in Indian and European movies, I feel that Hollywood doesn’t use them as much as they should. There’s cars…
Tracks can monopolize your thoughts after a single viewing. Faraway in the depths of the Australian Outback, an expansive, uncouth terrain filled with dunes and red dust and fuming waterholes and sacred spaces and secluded settlements and solitary ruins and remains of dead animals crackling in the sandy winds like dried leaves, stands a woman – head down, lips parched, skin scalded, body dwindled, feet cracked, holding behind in one hand the rope tacked to her camels, breathing swollen waves of desert heat, holding her life together, gathering up the courage and perseverance to take that one step further into…
