Flying bag

“It was one of those days where it’s a minute away from snowing, and there was this electricity in the air. You can almost hear it. Right? And this bag was just dancing with me, like a little kid begging me to play with it, for 15 minutes. That’s the day I realized that there was this… entire life behind things…and this incredibly benevolent force… that wanted me to know that there was no reason to be afraid… ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know, but it helps me remember. I need to remember. Sometimes there’s so much… beauty…in the world…I feel like I can’t take it, and my heart…is just going to cave in.”

White Dreams

I dreamt of you today,

your smile radiating bliss,

brighter than the sun at mid-day

it appeared, bright and luminous.

The most beautiful thing

I have ever seen, by far,

Its beauty and power

almost unbearable.

I woke up, and tried hard

to cling on to the moment

when it shone the brightest.

A lost battle, it was.. alas!

But despair, I do not

for dream of it again, I shall

Aren't dreams but

the deepest desires

of the sub-conscious mind?

Movie Review: ONCE (2006)

An Irish modern-day romantic musical, this one took me quite by surprise actually. Saw this movie with absolutely NO expectations whatsoever, and the charm and the feel-good factor of it was simply amazing; you can't help but get lost in the simple, linear storyline as the story slowly unfolds, and you find yourself humming along to the uplifting academy-award winning soundtrack ( must make special mention of the numbers "Falling Slowly" and "When your mind's made up"). A nice, pleasant and delicate movie.

Very impressive and wonderfully natural performances by the actors. Glen Hansard has got quite some talent, he portrays a busker on the streets of Dublin, his voice literally hitting the right notes as it soars from one fantastic number to another, and Marketa Irglova complements him perfectly while she delivers a luminous performance playing the role of a Czech immigrant who later goes on to become the keyboardist in Glen's band. Although musicians first and actors second, in both the areas, Glen and Marketa acquit themselves well.

The blinking streetlights, the vacant shops, the dishevelled state of the bedroom, all go on to provide a poetic backdrop for the film's lengthy tracking-shots, epitomized in a sequence where Marketa walks all the way back home from the local hardware store in her pyjamas and slippers while listening to one of Glen's songs on her disc player.

Touching, inspiring, uplifting, funny and hard to forget, ONCE may well be the best music film of our generation, and in its own way, blows you away.

My Rating: 8/10