Desi Train

Movies are means of entertainment for me. So I despise Strip Clubs. Movies are a form of communication; I put my heart and soul, to listen to. So I hate listening to Politicians’ bhashans about rations. Movies are my journey into fantasy land, sometimes so believable, sometimes not, but nevertheless an inspiring journey. So I refuse to take another dive at parachute jumping.

But when comes a movie, which you watch it for it’s entire length of 109 minutes, finish viewing it, dial a number, seek an appointment and the next day you are sitting on the heavy cushion chair at your therapist’s clinic, you can’t help but wonder, if this means the end of the movie making world.

I have seen movies which make me sick, and I watched one last night which made me sick to the bone. Dear Blog Reader, whatever happens, please avoid watching “The Devil’s Rejects”, which unfortunately I ended up watching last night. And I know that many of you will not heed my advice and rush to order the movie online or at your local rental store. You are sick people!!!

I hate to say this, but this was one movie which has a surprising ability to make you throw up again and again. Not surprising, since the director of the movie has his last name as “Zombie” – Yes dear blog reader, it’s true and I am not kidding!!! Honestly I had no intention of watching this movie during my customary walking round and round my video rental store shelves. I saw the cover of this movie, and was about to move ahead when I saw this printed on the cover “Two Thumbs Up – Ebert and Roeper”. Without losing a millisecond, I picked it up, walked ahead and on my way to the checkout counter, picked up another movie “Suspect Zero” primarily because it had Ben Kingsley in it. And no please drop any intentions if you have of watching Suspect Zero.

Back to “The Devil’s Rejects”, I later realized that it was a sequel to “House of 1000 Corpses” which I haven’t watched and now have absolutely no intentions of watching it either.

To sum up my misery, I ended up watching one really sick movie and one “could make you sick” movie. Now sitting across my therapist’s desk, we are contemplating how we could ask “Blockbuster Video” and “Hollywood Video” to create a separate section, perhaps a room away from the sane crowd, which would shelf these sick kinds of movies. Perhaps on similar lines of those Sleazy stores which have a separate room away from the main hall so as to display those sleazy porn dvds.

And really the movie in the end – to me – sends the message that the director glorifies the family, the members of which are psychos and have killed a thousand odd people in their home for no reason (except sick, psychotic ones). Picture this…the family in the climax is in a convertible, all bloodied and bashed up. The cops are in front of them all ready to fire. The scene now goes in slow motion, with a background song which goes something like “God forgive me”…or something like that….”I can’t change…” as the song continues…and the camera closes on the family in the car, slow motion, bullets firing all around, they get hit, pain and anguish on their faces. Ah poor people dying at the hands of a few dozen cops. Poor people, who unleashed a reign of terror by kidnapping people, slicing them up, and doing more “make you puke” stuff. DID I GET THE MESSAGE COMPLETELY WRONG? WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU TRYING TO COMMUNICATE SYMPATHY WITH SUCH CRAZY PSYCHOS?

Bollywood isn’t alone in making junk. Hollywood has far more worse sick fucking movies which will make the worst of Bollywood movies look like Oscar material.

Oh and yes…“Two Thumbs Down” to Ebert and Roeper for recommending this one.

This entry was posted on Monday, November 28th, 2005 at 10:02 am and is filed under Movie Reactions, Movies, TV etc..
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