Saturday, January 16, 2016
"Imagination grows by exercise, and contrary to common belief, is more powerful in the mature than in the young." -
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Thankfully, I didn't have to go through that because Blogger uses my Google password. I wouldn't be surprised if Google "suggested" my password to me based on my recent activity on the web. After all, it does tell me where I parked, what I like to eat and who's recently signed for Arsenal. Not to forget that it will rain in 5 mins, my utility bills is pending since Thursday and my wife is celebrating her birthday. There has been no single invention since the existence of humanity that has made it a one stop shop for our past, present or future. Just sign in and do your stuff, they will collect your information and provide suggestions!
Will genetic evolution provide a similar technology embedded within us? Strap a wearable on a new born and then collect data from nerve endings about reactions to likes, dislikes, anxiety, happiness or stress and then create a pattern for the rest of their life based on memories, imagination and surroundings. Is it confusing? let me digress. For example, Charlie likes to eat a mysore pak on stressful days. So imagine Charlie walking out of a meeting (it's calendared on his device) and uses navigation to get to a certain location. The navigation device routes Charlie past a sweet shop and his sugar craving (measured, off course) makes him stop at the shop.
So, why all this kolaveri about technology? Has the travelling times become a victim of the Silicon Valley? Continue reading to find out :P
I like movies. In fact, I love them. Malayalam movies, hell yeah!
One trait about Mallus (Google highlights this asking me if I meant mall's and wants to give me suggestions; !#!@#!$!@# - that's my suggestion for you) is our fondness for relating everything to movies. Every conversation is linked to a comedy scene from the 90s and we walk, talk and breathe like the actor from the movie. The characters in these movies were your everyday Joes and Janes and it was easy for us to relate to it. There are many Malayalam movies from that period that have been remade in Hollywood (God bless the original Korean movies ;)). At the turn of the millennium, it seemed like directors were influenced by Avengers and Marvel. Our heroes became superheroes and they could break walls, throw around cars and fight 100 men at the same time. Then came the sect of slapstick, forced comedy where we laughed at the silliness of the situation more than anything else.
The new dawn of movies in the last 7-8 years have completely transformed Malayalam cinema into something more appealing, challenging and different. Directors have explored and exploited the the cultural changes in our society and have served up a feast. Although there has not been a single leader in the pack, two men have risen past their peers in creating a niche for themselves with their roles, Nivin Pauly and Dulquer Salmaan.
Their choice of roles over the last few years have been typical. Most of Nivin's roles could have been stories from his life. An Engineering student who progressed to one of India's largest technology companies but found his true love in movies. On the other end of the spectrum, Dulquer is the son of Mammooty, a true legend and one of the best actors in India (without deviating from the subject, Mohanlal vs Mammooty has always been one of the widely acclaimed debates from our times). Educated in the US, Dulquer comes across as a free-willed Maverick with his choice of roles and attire.
I am going to take a process oriented view point towards their movies. Most of you would be familiar with the As Is-To Be method. Nivin's roles depict the As Is from my times. The guy who puts his friends above reason (Malarvaadi Arts club), cricket fanatic who yearns his son to have a future in the game (1983) and the guy who faces multiple heartbreaks (Premam). I could look around the last 30 years and point out at a large number people from my life who would fit into those shoes. And for the current crop of youngsters who sport a beard and walk around in black kurtas, take a step back when you imagine yourself in his shoes. This was the life of your previous generation. And, please do not look at your teachers as Malar :D
Moving on to the To Be of my times. Even when we left our cycles at the bus stop, in our minds we rode Royal Enfields across India (Neelakasham .......) or become the modern day gypsy with no barriers (Charlie). Dulquer's roles are the ones that we dreamt of when we were younger. I do know people who have lived their lives that way, but that's more the anomaly than the trend.
A younger friend of mine recently remarked about how difficult it could be to be one of these characters with a bike and a pretty looking girl riding pillion. A quick word of caution, do not let movies engulf you in a quicksand of surrealism. In real life, if people follow Dulquer's characters, you're most likely to end up as Nivin's characters, in mediocrity.
"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible." - T E Lawrence
Leaving you guys with this beautiful song from Premam.