New Jersey, USA 1998
Excited I sat there with my friend, ready for my first movie experience in US of A.
It was in one of the theatres, which had eight movie halls (a unique thing in 1998, for a person who was abroad for the very first time). Noida, where I was based, was about to boast its image by planning to have a three hall movie experience in Centre Stage Mall at Sector – 18.
It was in one of the theatres, which had eight movie halls (a unique thing in 1998, for a person who was abroad for the very first time). Noida, where I was based, was about to boast its image by planning to have a three hall movie experience in Centre Stage Mall at Sector – 18.
But
I digress; the movie was ‘Armageddon’ with my favorite Bruce Willis starring in
it. The film was wonderful through and through. It had that typical flavor of
USA smugness (we
didn’t mind, as long as we were entertained), that predicted doomsday for entire earth and only Americans can, somehow
save the world.
Towards
the climax, we came to one particular scene, a two-second frame that made me
cringe, as if one had encountered a speck of dust in the wonderful American
stew. A little, tiny, speck of dust which grinds between your teeth, sending
shivers down your body and spoils a tasty dish, you were relishing.
The
scene was something like this; the whole world is looking up to Sceintists at NASA, Bruce Willis and team, to
rescue them from the catastrophe. At the background the ominous music played, a
glimpse of every part of the world is shown, people are watching, praying,
waiting. And in that two-second frame we glimpse our India. In the backdrop of
the seventh wonder of the world, Taj Mahal, the camera focuses on an emaciated
man in white dhoti and turban, with cataract eyes and behind him several such men
are shown bowing down.
My
friend and I, in choreographed movements, turned towards each other. Sitting
there in jeans, eating popcorn and sipping coke, both of us had the same question in our eyes. Is this what the world perceives India to
be, even now, in spite of all our efforts? She being intelligent enough to
study in USA with full scholarship. And me, thought worthy enough to be sent
there for the final integration testing phase, for one of the company’s IT
projects.
Anyway
the climax was quite emotional and action packed, so we ignored our peeve, and enjoyed the
last part (after all we had paid for the movie) :-)
Cut to Noida, India 2014
Hearing
great reviews by everyone, including Rajiv Masand (who I have never seen happy
with any movie), my family and me were looking forward to ‘Interstellar’ that
Friday in November.
The hero, the handsome Matthew McConaughey (who at times I felt like was copying Tom Cruise. Fans, girls, please pardon me) chases a drone, stating it has been developed in Delhi…something… something, because in that stunned moment I couldn’t hear a single dialogue after he uttered Delhi. Only after confirming from my husband (had he heard what I have heard), I could sit and concentrate on the next scene.
The hero, the handsome Matthew McConaughey (who at times I felt like was copying Tom Cruise. Fans, girls, please pardon me) chases a drone, stating it has been developed in Delhi…something… something, because in that stunned moment I couldn’t hear a single dialogue after he uttered Delhi. Only after confirming from my husband (had he heard what I have heard), I could sit and concentrate on the next scene.
Oh
my! what a feeling… what a 360 degree change…
In sixteen years, from that turban clad old man to a data collecting drone, designed by scientists in Delhi, being studied by an excited Mr. Cooper.
In sixteen years, from that turban clad old man to a data collecting drone, designed by scientists in Delhi, being studied by an excited Mr. Cooper.
You
have indeed corrected your course, Hollywood. It was high time… What do you
think, fellow Indians?
Images: Courtsey google images, IMDb
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