http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?blogId=387 All about me, the would be film maker The Man Who Shouted Teresa by Italo Calvino I stepped off the pavement, walked backwards a few paces looking up, and, from the middle of the street, brought my hands to my mouth to make a megaphone, and shouted toward the top stories of the block: "Teresa!"       My shadow took fright at the moon and huddled at my feet.       Someone walked by. Again I shouted: "Teresa!" The man came up to me and said: "If you do not shout louder she will not hear you. Let's both try. So: count to three, on three we shout together." And he said: "One, two, three." And we both yelled, "Tereeeesaaa!"       A small group of friends passing by on their way back from the theater or the caf http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2374&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 19:16:04 +0000 A MUST WATCH                 Factotum Movie Review Ref:http://www.futuremovies.co.uk/review.asp?ID=403 Based on Charles Bukowski's second novel and incorporating elements of his short stories, Factotum is essentially a movie about following your dream http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2372&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:50:08 +0000 Expect Tears Based on a story co-written by BBC journalist David Belton, who was working in Rwanda at the time of the 1994 genocide, Shooting Dogs is a powerful fictionalised account of the incidents which took place at a Kigali school during six days in April of that year. Joe (Hugh Dancy) is a young British man using his gap year to teach in Rwanda. Enthusiastic about Africa and popular with the students, Joe works alongside Father Christopher (John Hurt), the head of the school whose many years in Africa have wearied him and challenged his faith, but who still has a deep seated love of the people. When tension between Tutsis and Hutu escalates into genocide, the school becomes a haven for Europeans and Tutsis, under the protectorate of the UN. Joe and Christopher stay behind when the Europeans are evacuated to safety, only to find that the Rwandans are to be abandoned to their fate. Focusing on the human aspects of the story and determined to bring veracity and authenticity, the film-makers used the real locations and hand held cameras to give a documentary feel, and many of the Rwandan cast and crew were survivors of the genocide. This accomplished and committed film serves as a timely reminder that questioning the West's role in Africa is as vital for the future as understanding the past. This one is a must watch. http://www.lff.org.uk/films_details.php?FilmID=838 PS:Don't expect this film to be released at Sangeeth or the multiplexes of hyd. Check out some dvd stores. Wish you good luck http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2371&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:48:21 +0000 A certain old woman, out of excessive curiosity, fell out of a window, plummeted to the ground, and was smashed to pieces. Another old woman leaned out of the window and began looking at the remains of the first one, but she also, out of excessive curiosity, fell out of the window, plummeted to the ground and was smashed to pieces. Then a third old woman plummeted from the window, then a fourth, then a fifth. By the time a sixth old woman had plummeted down, I was fed up watching them, and went off to Mal'tsevisky Market where, it was said, a knitted shawl had been given to a certain blind man. ----Daniil Kharms http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2370&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:26:43 +0000 There is absurdity and the world stood still Innocence was stripped and wiped away Zigzag thoughts rushing down the hill I pan the mind and recollect the day In bright blue flashbacks, when Innocence was stripped and wiped away At times the world is beyond my ken And I begin to fear the end of love In bright blue flashbacks, when A plethora of love songs shove My mind and I blink away the tears And I begin to fear the end of love I wished somebody would wipe my fears And whisper http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2369&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:24:09 +0000 Okka chance. or One Crore is all I need to realise my dream. And it will soon happen. Yes yes yes it will happen. I am going to make a film, a very very good film. And everyone will love it. Cut Wakeup now. Fill your time sheets. http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2368&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:08:55 +0000 He,She and God He said, http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2367&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:06:50 +0000 Haiku Blossoming lotus The Unclean water beneath Purity exists http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2366&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:04:51 +0000 Review: Bagdad cafe (also called Out of Rosenheim) is a film by Percy Aldon, a German director. It is the extraordinary story of ordinary people set in a very ordinary place, a caf http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2364&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 15:42:35 +0000 Naked In the Rain -----He loved her And She loved the rain. He wanted to read his favourite book, Sit at the old fashioned chair near the window, Put his feet on the antique pine wood table And Read aloud his favourite lines. Instead.... He stood naked in the rain. He wanted to drink a glass of wine, Lie down on the couch in the corner of the room, Play comfy music on the record player And watch the rain through the misty wine glass. Instead.... He stood naked in the rain. He wanted to light a cigarette, Stand out under the sunshade in the balcony, Listen to the sound of rain beating the world, And watch the cigarette die out. Instead.... He stood naked in the rain. He wanted to write a new poem, write her name on the paper boat, Fill the buckets with the fresh rain water, And dedicate the poem to her. Instead.... He stood naked in the rain. -----He loves her And She loves the rain. http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/showblog.php?op=ViewArticle&articleId=2363&blogId=387 Mon, 20 Mar 2006 15:40:50 +0000