The Most Distant Course 最遙遠的距離 (My Movie Review)

It is no wonder that, I have developed intense obsession towards Chinese films these days. Precisely, I have been watching Chinese films for past one and half year, but unfortunately I had no time to take myself into depth of films because of my hectic schedule in graduation period. Apparently, now I seek enough time to connect my soul with Chinese films. I have all the collections from Cantonese to Mandarin and Taiwanese. Every film that I watched so far has its rare and unique beauty and cannot share equality of story lines. The specialities of Chinese films are about its screenplay how beautifully it’s being structured and its representation. Every scene is beautifully composed, and plot of films are made with realistic accomplishment that makes us to involve into the movie and it reflects our own personality. I used to search for the best films, I used to watch many Hollywood pictures, but I never found my solace there, now I think I am well accomplished with my dreams because I found  as a media student where I am belonged to. Chinese films and songs are completely made for me, and it’s worth watching…

Especially I must admit to the fact that Taiwanese movies are lovelier, truly develops aesthetic sense. Yesterday, I watched one fantastic movie called “The Most Distant Course” which was released in the year (2007) directed by Lin Jing-Jie. This movie has thin story line, yet still greatly accomplished with the elements of deeper emotions of three different characters, beautiful sights and sounds of Taiwan.

Plot: As I mentioned above the storyline of this movie is thin but it’s still worth watching. Perhaps, this movie’s story if I describe just in words it may seem little lame, but I stressed to the point that it’s worth watching because; you should not miss every eye catching element of this film. A beautiful location, characterizations, sounds and especially actor’s expressions does meet with beautiful accomplishments, which has made this film like creamy cup cake.

The plot of this movie actually revolves around three different characters that have their own heart break background. The film opens with the scene of Xiaotang who leaps off bed suddenly and gets ready for his work in hurry. He is professionally sound recorder who he is not even aware with the fact that he was fired from work very long back post the break up with his girlfriend. Xiaotang breaks down from stress and he apologizes to director, producer, and crew members of film set, thereby he walks away slowly and silent sits along the roadside, begins to weep.

On the other hand Cai is a psychiatrist who takes his role-playing bit too far, into counselling session containing sexually explicit diatribes. Somehow, in the amidst of story, we would figure Cai also fallen apart with explicit heart break that makes him to lead into his own way of dealings with prostitutes. One day, while getting ready for work, Cai switches from standard-shirt-tie-getup into a causal outfit, whereupon he decides to abandon his job the minute he looks at wedding card of his ex-girlfriend who posted him three years ago and decides to lead his direction towards aimless road trip. He ends up at road side shop where he seduces local beer sales girl in karaoke music station before getting involved in potential blackmail scam. Cai gets bailed out by Xiaotang and the two hit the road trip.

Finally there is Wu Ruoyun a young female officer who is stressfully struck with triangle intimate relationship leaves her frequently alone, nursing with alcoholic liquor with depression. She is alienated with complicated relationship, but soon or later she finds her solace in audio tapes that were sent by Xiaotang which contains ambient sounds from every corner of Taiwan including collections from nature like windbreak forests, tidal waves, local fish markets, tribes and simple sounds from flames.  These tapes were not meant to Ruoyun it was for previous tenant who was indeed ex-girlfriend of Xiaotang. Xiaotang still believes that his ex-girlfriend is still living in the same apartment where Ruoyun lives.  Ruoyan listens to his audiotapes in order to escape from emotional commute and office grind. One day, she decides to chase the source of sounds by beginning her own personal journey in order to find Xiaotang, apparently she ends up realizing about the meaning of her life in her solace journey.

Therefore, these three characters have their own heart break stories and interlink their lives into this distant journey or road trip. The film shows on how they realized their true emotions beyond their characteristics. Hence the film would convey successfully the theory of beautiful emotions that has slightly non-linear narrative mode which is been captured with the actor’s fantastic expressions.

Director Lin Jing-Jie directed this film with unrevealing fashion by giving simple treatment to the characters. This films does not seem to be hugely grand budget, hence its outcome simple and natural. Lie Jing-Jie’s compilation with elements such as sights of Taiwan, sounds unfolds the slow-paced narrative pleasantly. At the end of movie, finally their destinations of all the three characters do not meet in special attractions, neither it reaches to audience expectations, but some simple meaning of understanding their own lives and discovering their own solace outcomes quietly. Character’s differing fates are subtle and affecting.

Theme of this movie does not seem to be new, we have seen many movies with the same theme of discovering accomplishments of lives, yet the narration was simpler, but Lie-Jing-Jie’s spins his cinematography worth remembering that evokes aesthetic beauty to this film, and it proves for worth watching

Perhaps, I have been keenly watching this film for over one and half hour I did not realize the fleeting time… Somehow, my mind has travelled into distant course and I begin to discover my own character after the completion of this movie. I was stuck on my own seat and became calm, closing my eyes listening to my inner soul there by, I can listen to the distant sounds of my own soul what it needs…  If you guys want to feel the same notion like the way I do, then I would say go ahead for watching this masterpiece artistic movie “The Most Distant course”

Marilyn Monroe is remembered, thanks to Colin clark

Hollywood's best classical actress Marilyn Monroe dark side story nobody knows. What people certainly assume about her that she is purely sexy icon in Industry. Marilyn Monroe wanted to lead an ordinary life, having good husband, good house, and cute children. But the time has ended very soon for this bold iconic lady who was died in Los angeles which was resulted as suicide by taking over dosage of drugs...

Last week, I saw "My week with Marilyn Monroe" movie and I could not stop researching about Marilyn's dark side of life later. This movie was truly based on Colin clark's real life story who was involved in one week desperate relationship with Marilyn during the film of "The Prince and The show girl". Its one of the best documentary project I have ever seen.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/you/article-2054116/Marilyn-Monroe-Colin-Clark-recalls-relationship-Hollywood-legend.html#axzz2Kg1VyELv

I can't blame God, but I'd rather blame devotees

India is a strange country with people wandering around in their mystical beliefs. In India, humanity role plays less as compared to transparent beliefs which plays vital role in Indian society. God is the creator of world, God has created human beings, God has created animals and God has created our own livings. How will I ever believe this? I would feel pretty upset when I read some important stories on newspapers these days. Whenever I open newspaper I can see bold texts highlighting that “40 people were died during stampede at Allahabad railway station while coming back from the worship of God. I don’t understand whether God really exists but I would rather blame on devotees, who are outrageous in terms of praying Gods in temple.

News of Allahabad stampede is highlighting everyday due to the increase of number of deaths till 46 by now. I can understand God is really great, who created us. But why Indian people fail to recognize their own value??? Why do Indians never realize that God is among us, we are Gods, we should never be fearless. Last year I saw news on TV, which was about 6 devotees who travelled to Shirdi, for the sake of worshipping “Sai Baba”, were died when the bus fell down in valleys due to reckless driving. And another incident I saw with my own eyes when I was kid aged around 12 years. I went to Tirupathi with my family members, for seeking blessings from Lord Balaji. Tirupathi temple is highly recognized worldwide, even celebrities from different parts of the country would come to this place for seeking blessings. It is located high on mountains, and the experience would be great travelling up there. But my excitement will soon drain away the moment I land into temple and by seeing heavy crowd. For seeking blessings from “Lord Balaji” there are certain rules. We must come there early morning, and then we will have great opportunity to see the figure of great Lord through close-up view which is really sensational.

Lord is hidden behind curtains, the moment priests will open curtains to show Lord’s great figure to devotees, devotees will be excited and they will wander around temple with wild moves. And then, sudden blow of stampede took place, I saw devotees were falling on floor with huge force. Some of them were grievously injured but none of them helped him. He was suffering losing blood, because rest of all were running ahead and they were only concerned about their selfish desires. What about the person who is lying on floor? Who can help him??? I and my sister were taking deep glance at him, well we were still kids, we were shouting with fear, and we were completely scared. My mother was hiding my face, and my grandmother hugged my sister. My elder uncle was completely shocked while we were watching at heavy stampede. My elder uncle actually thought, this trip will turn out to be divine, but eventually, we were lost. Another incident, I still cannot forget when I saw my own mother paying “Prasadam” in Bangalore temples. Priests were really enjoying taking money from devotees it was just sounding like Business. Tell me one thing, temples are commercial buildings? Or is it built for the sake of experiencing spiritual values?

If people are really dying due to stampede which is taking place in temples mostly, then where is God? There are so many great Ashrams where people would come there often to seek blessings from Baba. People are actually asking to full fill their desires. I was one among them too haha. Whenever exams, arrived, I used to be so nervous that I always started praying God “Oh God! Oh God! Please help me, or else I will fail in exams”. When the results were declared failed, I blamed God that he is invisible, and he does not full fill my wishes. Enlightenment occurred to me, when I passed out exams with fantastic results through my hard work. No one helped me, not even my teachers, but I did studied by my own. That time I realized “God will live in us; we are Gods, as long as we persist, as long as we don’t complain with life, and as long as we are fearless we can achieve anything”…. Last year, I watched “Oh My God” movie, the plot relies entirely on this concept to be fearless to God. But unfortunately, this movie was declared as controversy I would really show mercy on films centric, because I kept wondering have they really understood the basic concept of this movie?

I feel so sorry for the stampede incident which took place in Allahabad. I hope people would come to temples for worshipping God with their peaceful hearts, rather than having millions of desires. I hope temples will be not crowded just like multiplex film theatres. Temple is meant for divine, purity and peaceful. But why is to sounding like metro centres? Even visarjan happens during Ganesha festive seasons, huge crowd gather around one place for mixing Ganesha idol in water. During that time, it will be like competition among devotees that which one’s Ganesha idol would appeal better in heavy crowd? So for that they will pain with different colours, they will use plaster of paris, and they will try to dip down in water which does not mix successfully. Does anyone realize how much environmental pollution will occur to the planet of Earth? Devotion is really good, but competition among devotees is like cruelty.

Movie time...

I love to watch movies especially Chinese movies. Gosh I can't believe I have collected 70 Chinese movies so far. I got great chance to learn Chinese culture that truly fascinates me. Yesterday I had great time watching Chinese movie called "Love you 10000 years" Today I will be watching 11 flowers movie... I will  update the review of it as soon as I finish watching this movie.Oh god I cannot wait to watch this extraordinary movie... 11 flowers I am coming haha

Graduation life taught me somethings

Today in the year 2013 I can find myself peacefully staying at home, without any pressure that I have to finish something on time of deadline, otherwise I am going to be strangled. It is been more than 7 to 8 months that I have completed my graduation successfully from “Image College of Arts, Animation and Technology”. This is the name of my University from which I passed out gaining degree of Visual Effects. It seems, right now, I am not at all going outside for doing some works in post-production companies. Surprisingly, I lost interest in my own specialization, and I gained interest in writing. Well, thanks to my final project, I did not add any graphics apart from being involved with editing stuff. I wrote stories; I got involved into non-fictional drama movies. So, I am right now, getting trained to become a writer instead of becoming Visual Effects supervisor for the movies like “Incredible Hulk”, “Titanic” or “Avatar”.

Life after graduation seems to be peaceful for me. When I was into college, I used to be under pressure for more than 24 hours. I used to feel like as if big stone is on my head and it was very hard to get rid of it. There were so many project works to do in a less time, but professors always expected from me to get quality output. In which I always failed, but from my failures I learnt many lessons, many skills and acquired knowledge in my own work. I became smart eventually that I started to implement my failure experiences into the other works, and I used to refine it unless I get desired output my college taught me this. My college taught me that, I should never bow down in society if someone points out against me instead, I must speak with confidence no matter whatever I am doing. I taught myself to defend my own mistakes as well.

Life in Image College of Arts, animation and Technology was like a roller coaster ride. Endured many things like heart breaks, quarrel with my own friends, jealousy, pride, politics, discrimination, unnecessary partialities etc., etc., many people may think that Animation colleges are colourful. We can wear colourful costumes, with make up on face, and we assume if we meet handsome girl or beautiful girl so that we can go out with them for beautiful date. Haha, but this is certainly not possible. I faced hell lot of problems as soon as I realized all my expectations drained out in vain. First year of my college was not easy for me. I failed in so many project works; my academic head literally hated me. Some of my teachers used to compare me with my sister in terms of work. I faced humiliations, if my work was not worth enough.

I faced problems with my friends as well. Some people used to create unnecessary conflicts between me and my best friend (Sorry I cannot mention her name) and they always tried to break our bond. Problems occurred in love; some of them got huge crush on my class girls, which turned out to be failed because not many of them were paying attention on their secret admirers. Hard feelings aroused among many people, desperation flamed high and their hearts begin to burn. Unfortunately I was one among them too. I too suffered hell lot of painful heart breaks. Academics were going on; simultaneously we had to face immense pressure from relations. We had less physical tensions rather compared to mental tensions…

On top of which, college taught me great lesson to never waste our time. Because, relations can cause unnecessary problems to us right? In first and second year I used to be sensitive, I used to take care of my friends, I was really kind. I used to respect my teachers, classmates, society, my relatives, my parents. But eventually, I lost all these qualities in me. The moment I entered into final year, my final project started. It was not joke for me. I had to direct my own film, in which I played various roles like director, actor, story writer, screenplay artist, art director. No one was there to help me except my elder sister. My own academic head was never there of our side, I realized I should help myself rather depending on others. That was the crucial year for me just like do or die. Nothing else came in my mind; I just thought to pass out from this college. I sacrificed friendships, I sacrificed some relations. Apparently, I had to give up on my own parents as well. In that year, many people screwed my mind. Some of my friends used to complain me that I was not sparing enough time with them. My dad whenever he arrived from Bangalore, he used to shout at me that I was not even having time to greet him. Even though, complaints pouring down on me, I still stood strong on my own feet.

Firstly, I always consoled people but I was realizing that my time was literally getting wasted. My academic head told me “If you console people, you will have to face that kind of time where you cannot console even for yourself. Works are most important than people around you”. Eventually, I became selfish. I lost patience to think about others and I became independent. From this moment, I got great strength mentally to endure any situation with ease.

Huh!!! Somehow, I feel exhaled now. I just reminded myself what kind of struggles I faced. But apart from all these, I really enjoyed my time in ICAT. Especially my friends, they were rocking. I admire my seniors most. They were hilarious, sensible and comic relievers. Whenever I spent my time with classmates and my seniors or juniors I never expected how time ended soon??? I wish I could get my life back with my friends again. But anyhow, now everything is over. Right now, I will be focussing on my Master’s degree in English literature and communications. I don’t want to become English teacher, but I want to become a writer guys…

So I hope you all wish me good luck for my new future. Well, my mother and my father don’t count because they still think that I could have joined in job as well. Whatever I love to do, I will do that. Thanks to my graduation life, I became much wiser. In a word “ICAT I LOVE YOU”…

Art is liberation of your own ideas and your own way of representation.

Art is the only medium where we cannot find any cultural differences, religion discriminations or language barriers. For almost all people in almost all cultures, art has commanding performance yet absorbing their own rights has raised stronger emotions. Art can be represented in the form of paintings, dance or music, for every form of representation we can figure out how beautifully the emotions can be portrayed which has its own concept.

Apparently, children are delighted in activities of play, gestures or imitation of other from which art emerges. If I have to consider about imitations or gestures I can clearly go back to my past childhood memories when I used to mock other’s gestures some people were really hilarious that caught my attention towards their body language so easily. I could not stop imitating people around me if I can clearly observe every move what they make. Even in the schools or University, I used to imitate my teachers or professors, their way of teaching, way of talking, walking, sitting, standing, even pitch of tones according to situations.

This was certainly marked as a hit show from my cultural activity performance, which I glanced through audience terrific response towards my show. They were delighted, and they were cheering me. I certainly figured out that art can emerge not only through paintings or sketching but is the rare unique creativity of talents among people who tend to showcase according to their style. Learning to recognize, pretend to imagine, to draw, goes together with learning to talk, Succeeding in representations, articulating one’s own experience involves a sense of accomplishment and liberation overcoming frustrations and fear of failures .

If you’re an artist, you must remember to praise other’s talents as well. An artist is liberal in his or her thoughts; an artist can praise any piece of art work what others do take it whether it’s amateur or professional. I was an amateur artist though, earlier days I never tried to adopt art in me. I used to get frustrated easily the moment I hold pencil in my hand. My hands trembled very hard, that I could barely hear the noises of my own hand shaking which made noises on desk rather putting on pencil mark on sheet of paper. I never had a sense of looking through other’s art works. How was my mind working at that time? Perhaps, I was trying to make my art better. But I never realized the fact to be a good artist is to how look through other’s talents deeply.



One fine day, in my art class my academic head shown us the documentary film about Picasso that described about all his concepts, his childhood days, his village and his techniques of every piece of his art work. Soon or later, I finished watching this film I just involved so deeply that I started to applaud for his contribution towards art. Then, I started to take his inspiration for making art works what I learnt from Picasso was to “never hesitate while making an art, just do it the way how you think, the next minute you realize if your sketching is over, you can glance through it carefully, you will be surprised how beautiful artist you can be”. I agree with it. So according to my experience, if you want to be an artist, firstly, try to look other’s art works. Then ideas will start pouring down in your mind, perhaps you will yourself acquire various skills from other artists and you will try to implement in your own work, which would not be much difficult as you think.