There is something magical about Christmas. That’s a cliche. But, there IS something magical about this holiday. Fairy lights are twinkling every where, even with freezing temperatures the many layered people on the streets create an illusion of warmth and spirited joviality, cash registers are dying of fatigue with the constant Christmas shopping, (upto x%) SALE hoardings are bountiful and children are smiling and running amok squealing. Except, it is isn’t snowing and I don’t appreciate that, hence not too magical. Although I also saw the video of a dog driving. If that ain’t magical, I don’t know what is.
I walked around on Oxford Street today, braving even the most crowded and/or expensive places and the spirit in each store is remarkably the same. I wished I was a shop owner then, and then wished I had lots of money when I saw this amazing pair of boots at Russell & Bromley. To be fair, if I was a shop owner on Oxford Street I would have money to buy those boots. Unless I had a 3 for ₤10 Pashmina Stall on an Oxford Street corner. That can’t be too much fun. There is something exhausting and entertaining about picking up random clothes at stores and leaving them all over the place after you have scolded yourself out of buying them. I think the only time I don’t have to wage a battle of wills is when I want to pick up something for my family, in which case everything seems too inconsequential, too negligible, too unbecoming compared to what I could have got them if I hadn’t bought something for myself (maybe boots) or if I was a shop owner to begin with. I am determined to take some shots of the streets next week. I’ll probably name it “A walk in the street” knowing my unimaginative self.
Oh, if you are wondering how Seven Psychopaths is as a film. My answer is: Colin Farrell is hot. And after watching Happythankyoumoreplease after Liberal Arts, I am beginning to get a sense of what Josh Radnor imagines himself to be. But I loved the overall message of the film – which ties in with something I read recently. The film basically says that we must have gratitude for this life we live every day, for things we get in this life because the odds of always getting something we want are low at best and after we say thank you, and mean it, we should ask for more. Hope and believe that good things are due to us but only because of our actions.
Here’s what I read and which I think applies to everyone not just teenagers:
Okay, I’ll be honest. I am trying to find a way to weave in a biased Hobbit review against my better judgement. But then again I watched Jab Tak Hai Jaan and Breaking Dawn II. Let’s face it, I have no judgement. So here it is, (I know that wasn’t smooth to say the least). The film was nice. It was made to be epic. Every tiny dwarf step was scored to perfection with a layer of nostalgia. It will be a fantasy lover’s lasting favourite. It will be watched several times (myself included). It was long. Every scene could have been edited by 5-10 seconds. I already love the LOTR trilogy to death and the scenes and dialogues are seared into memory, so I didn’t want a repeat. I wanted something new, something with a slightly different feel to it. I know even the books (LOTR and The Hobbit) have certain similarities like Gandalf mustering a ragtag company of adventurers on an epic quest, it’s success teetering on his hope and the diminutiveness of hobbits and their charming doilies. This company is always lead by Gandalf who has a penchant for disappearing periodically on errands which end up in Imladris – any chance to see Hugo Weaving is welcome so we won’t edit those out; and creating dark looming shadows in rooms when he wants to make a point and of course summoning eagles via butterflies for help from Radagast, but something tells me this book could have been at best made in 2 parts not 3 and they hardly began Smaug’s part to my disappointment!! And Mr Jackson, AGAIN with the EYE. Sauron’s eye got replaced with Smaug’s in the last scene and I didn’t take to this kindly. Gollum and Bilbo’s riddling scene was superb, the Goblin lair was reminiscent of the mines of Moria and Galadriel circling the wizards like Nagini whilst telepathically flirting with Gandalf with wide knowing epiphanious looks was a tad creepy but seeing Saruman’s Loreal Xtenso straightened locks made me want to weep with happiness. Thranduil, I can only assume will have a bit more scene (and fighting daintily) in the next two instalments and Thorin’s periodic epic accusatory/questioning/imperial/disbelieving gaze was overkill on his character build-up. Richard Armitage is so good looking though, so un-dwarvish yet such a befitting protagonist. I guess, I’ll stop here lest I am misunderstood. All I am saying is, it’s a good film in its own right, very good in fact, but I guess I am one of those fans who hasn’t forgotten the LOTR films and was looking forward to something new albeit within the same settings. The scene-parallels got to me a little and the the character scores were overwhelmingly nostalgic (forcedly so). Greedy movie buff, that I am, what can ya do? Except go watch it again 😀
Thank you Tolkien, Peter Jackson, Cineworld. More, please 😀