Wednesday, 30 November 2016

Just one thing though..

Flipping channels on a newly gotten international Iptv with so called hundreds of channels ranging from Syfy, Fx to all desi channels.
Of course it's a matter of luck which channels, when, will not buffer to make uninterrupted tv viewing easy and mostly because these channels can be annoyingly slow or the fact that they keep buffering ever so often as every scene changes that you really lose the will to go on with any further tv watching and opt to mediate instead.

But I digress..
as I was flipping channels to find some steady noise in the background to play while I'd busy myself surfing the net and playing with cat, I paused for a few moments on a channel playing a movie in which (take a deep breath) Shahrukh Khan is a music teacher and an accomplished violinist no less.
Of course you probably know about this, it being a rather popular piece of colorful tripe sporting a collection of handpicked trash rags for actors.

So I paused on this movie, less for the cinematic experience and more for the hipsterish smugness of wallowing in something insidiously crappy to alleviate my morales and feel good about myself.

Right, so while doing this I did end up watching a full ten minutes of 'Mohabbatein' (which technically isn't even a word) and realized how much mad money the producers spent on filming, location, songs, production designing etc.
What I didn't understand however was that why they didn't bother to spend even a fraction of that amount to make Shahrukh Khan take some violin lessons.

He's supposedly a senior actor who puts his heart in movies 'apparently' and such wholeheartedly and full of zeal does he perform his characters that audiences break themselves in teary gasps at his momentous dialogues and lovelorn portrayal of hurt persona.
But this greatest actor who's a milestone of our movie industry couldn't be bothered to take two violin classes just to learn how one holds the violin and bow correctly.
I mean come on. Even the dumbest of the most non-musically inclined person will know that barbarously pushing all the strings on the floorboard with your fingers is not going to produce any sound simply by rubbing the bow on strings.. which is what this highly paid actor in question did through the whole movie.

Was this flaw so oblivious to the director? Could he not have insisted that the actor learn just a bit about the instrument he's playing? Didn't the actor think of doing this himself?
And why did it have to be such a difficult instrument to start with? A violin! Thankfully it wasn't cello.
They could've just given him something comparatively easier like a couple spoons to bang inside of a bowl.

So now I'm watching this movie or rather letting it play it in the background while I go on about a book. The cat sleeps on my lap and I start up and take notice every time there's a piece of violin in the background just to torture myself and feel happy at the same.
.. a strange twist of masochist events.

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