3 Idiots is a perfect example of why Bollywood is not world class. Here is the perfect showcase for explaining what learning is all about. 3 students – one from a lower middle class background who desperately needs that job, another from a slightly “better” background and with an unrealized passion (wildlife photography), and lastly – the protagonist – Aamir Khan as the precocious nonconformist who time and again shows how engineering should be taught, while excelling at it in evaluation and in tests of real life. All great so far. What is incongruous is a full blown romance (and a poorly cast Kareena Kapoor whose large framed glasses cannot quite obviate her glamour quotient), a sloppy treatment of all subjects to do with medical care – insensitive vignettes on a paralytic, unscientific child delivery, and a second paralyzed man who comes to his senses through an improbable turn of events – the whole approach appears trite and insensitive – and not in the least uncommon in Hindi movies (though one would imagine that Aamir Khan and his ilk would have raised the bar by now, sadly the Indian audience seems inured to the insensitivity of this stuff). And the fairytale around our protagonist continues in science, in love and in being a general do-gooder. In the end I got the feeling that this movie is about as representative of the Indian middle-class struggle between the need to survive by being on the beaten path vis-à-vis the need to self-actualize, as some of the airy thoughts that I heard from many at various points of time in IIT and IIM – idealistic but only lacking in any real substance, depth or conviction. Saving grace – getting to see the alma mater (IIMB) campus all over again, including (improbably) a good deal of d-mezz (my ex-wing)
7.5/20









Kate Beckinsale puts in a stellar performance in Nothing But The Truth, where a matter of principle is taken to its morally logical end. Much suffering is endured – a family broken, a child’s custody lost – because of the need to protect a witness. The identity of the witness, though, comes as a surprise to all. A movie that has overtones of Angelina Jolie in Changeling – and all the associated undercurrents of prejudices against a woman taking up a cause. This is a movie that gradually builds up in its intensity and rounds off with a delectable surprise. After a long hiatus, a thriller worth the time
Vicky Christina Barcelona, like good food or fine wine, lingers in the senses long after the movie. Vignettes stick in one’s mind – in no particular order:

What makes Valkyrie clearly stand out from the common or garden Third Reich movie is the depiction of the careful build-up and execution of a plot where a majority of the participants are engaged throughout in a zone of ambiguity where while they are fairly sure of what to believe in, they are not clear about what their role in the same should be. Apart from the clear ideology of von Stauffenberg (Tom Cruise), the indecision of the likes of Olbricht (Bill Nighy) and the ostensible undying allegiance to the Fuehrer from the likes of Fromm (Tom Wilkinson), make for immense viewing pleasure. In the end, this is a movie set in war where there is not a single genuine battle scene, just the air raids in different circumstances – with his troops and with family respectively – that reinforce in von Stauffenberg his belief in the futility of it all. Rather, this movie is all about strong and carefully constructed character portrayals of a set of distinct individuals who chose to differ from the establishment, but in their own separate ways