Netflix's Lust Stories - A Review by Frost At Midnite

Lust Stories

With the entire world going the Netflix way, I was a lone human, walking in blissful ignorance that not having a Netflix account brings. Finally, I succumbed and signed up for it. Of course, since the first month is free, I shall be willing to indulge. It remains to be seen what I shall do when the time is up.

So, what have I done since I signed up for Netflix? The first thing I did was watch Lust Stories. Lust Stories had a lot of hype everytime I logged in to YouTube or Twitter. And I am happy to note it did not disappoint, mostly.

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Lust Stories is a collection of four short stories directed by four different directors. I loved one, liked two and am unsure about the fourth.

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The anthology begins with Anurag Kashyap‘s story. As this short story, we are introduced to Kalindi, a college professor, who indulges in introducing one of her students, Tejas, to the world of sex. Then there is the question of an emotional entanglement, which Kalindi warns Tejas against. Only, as the story progresses Kalindi begins to stalk Tejas. Kalindi’s long distance relationship with her husband, her polyamorous relationships and her struggle to find a meaning amongst all this-this is portrayed beautifully by Radhika Apte. Now, even though I generally love Radhika Apte, I’ve got to say that perhaps she was not her usual powerful self whilst portraying Kalindi. Yes, you do see the glimpse of her prowess here and there, but mostly it’s subdued. Tejas, played by Akash Thosar, was all that a naive man-child could be. And somehow together Radhika and Akash make Kalindi and Tejas work.

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The next story is Zoya Akhtar‘s. This one is my favourite! Zoya‘s story was about a maid, Sudha, and her employer, Ajit. It begins with a good romp between the sheets and once they are done, they slip into their respective roles – the master of the house and the maid. When Ajit’s parents come over for a short stay, they are appreciative of Sudha for her work ethic. But a maid is still a maid, a concept that they reveal in actions and words. They’ve obviously come for a purpose – Ajit’s wedding. Which gets finalised with Sudha within earshot. Sudha making tea, serving the bride and groom and their families is a scene that’s evocative. What did I love about this particular story – the lack of words. Sudha and Ajit have a few words in the story and that’s that. Dialogue wise it was Ajit’s mother who had the biggest piece of the cake. But Sudha and Ajit, their emotions and their feelings were shown through brilliant acting. Bhumi Pednekar and Neil Bhoopalam were excellent in their roles as Sudha and Ajit. Not much to say about these two actors since they have proven their latent time and again. A wonderful effort by the entire team.

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The third part directed by Dibakar Banerjee was about an affluent couple and their friend. Manisha Koirala plays Reena, who has an affair with Sudhir (played by Jaideep Ahlawat). Reena is married to Salman, played by Sanjay Kapoor. While the husband has doubts about his wife’s fidelity, the other two have doubts of their own – where is this all headed? Eventually, Reena confesses all to Salman. In my opinion, the shell of the house, in which this story plays out overnight is kind of a metaphor. There is no love lost between them. And all of them are just empty buildings, devoid of all the things that make a house a home. Eventually, Reena lets Sudhir know that she has confessed all to Salman, despite Salman’s request to keep Sudhir unaware of this. Reena is a nothing but a woman who wants to cut out a space for herself amongst the men in her life. She is not one who will be guilted or belittled. She makes a stand, and how! Oh, and Manisha Koirala in the swimsuit scene – is what goals are about. She has proven to the world that women come in all sorts of shapes, sizes and colour. And each one of us is beautiful. A very self-confident and comfortable move by one of our time’s beautiful actresses.

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The fourth short story was directed by Karan Johar. See, when I see Karan Johar‘s name I expect a family and plenty of relatives. And I was not disappointed. Megha, a school teacher, is asked to meet with a prospective groom, Paras. And once that is out of the way, Megha and Paras’ wedding is fixed by their families. They get married. One would hope all would be well, but it is otherwise. While during the day Paras is loving, attentive and smitten, in bed he is a five-second wonder. One day she stumbles across her colleague, Rekha, masturbating in a secluded corner of the library. Of course, someone else sees it as well and Rekha ends up being reprimanded by the Principal. The Principal also confiscates her vibrating dildo/bullet. Megha, whom ‘marital bliss’ still eludes, ends up slyly stealing it from his room. Once home she starts to experiment, only to be called out of her room before she can even start. She leaves the remote on the TV and the grandmother of the house uses it to start the television. You can imagine how that goes. Megha ends up having a ‘good time’ in front of an audience consisting of her husband, mother-in-law and her co-sister. This was a really funny scene. The oblivious husband who looks like ‘WTF is happening? How is this possible?’, the co-sister looking torn between ‘you go girl’ and ‘damn, I want it too’. Eventually, Megha is sent back to her own house and her mother-in-law wants declares the marriage null and void. This is where Megha should have gift-wrapped the toy and handed it that woman IRL. But, then this is a movie.

Megha, played by Kiara Advani, is a woman who knows what she wants and tries to get it as well. Kiara Advani has done a good job of a loving wife, dutiful daughter-in-law and a woman unsatisfied. Vicky Kaushal, who plays Paras, is eye candy in a tall dark and handsome way. Of course, we have already established he is a good actor. There are plenty of scenes in this little segment that portray the absolute ignorance that some men tend to have with respect to sex and female sexual gratification. I wish everyone would just acknowledge the saying – Happy Wife, Happy Life. It was a good segment and had me laughing.

Of the four segments in Lust Stories, my favourite would be Zoya Akhtar‘s segment. Followed by Karan Johar‘s and Dibakar Banerjee‘s. The first segment could have been better or even skipped. If there was something I felt was wrong with Lust Stories, it was the absolute lack of anything non-heterosexual. I feel that instead of the first segment the team could have included one that showcased the other side of things. Afterall, it is Lust Stories and every one has a story to tell.

Lust Stories, has everything from excellent performances and funny scenes to us hooked. Go see.

The Great Father Mammootty

The Great Father

There is this Malayalam movie called The Great Father that released in 2017. And I watched it recently. The Great Father stars our Malayalam superstar, Mammootty in the lead role. Now given its Mammootty, the movie could be a great entertainer or a big bore. Now now, don’t get bothered. But really, the same guy who acted like a megastar in Vatsalyam did also choose some really silly scripts. Mammootty is a class actor, I still wonder why people would just choose him for a movie and waste his presence.

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So, The Great Father. Here’s the plot. There’s a paedophile on the loose. One day David, played by Mammootty, discovers his li’l girl has been brutally raped. He takes his daughter to the hospital where his wife works. They treat her and discover that their daughter was a victim of someone who calls himself Joker. And now they want vengeance. Meanwhile, after the investigating officer is killed by the Joker, Andrews of the CID begins to investigate. So there’s two of them now behind the Joker – Andrews and David. Well, cut to the end, David kills Joker and Andrews agrees that it was good riddance indeed.

Now, what bothered me? Plenty! Mammootty also did this awesome movie with Nayanthara called Puthiya Niyamam. A movie where the wife is gang-raped in her apartment complex. She retreats into herself and her husband who realises what happened helps her get over it, he helps her avenge herself. Oh, Nayanthara and Mammootty were subtly awesome in that movie. Playing David on the other hand was a little different. Here we saw a hero, and not an angry father who wants to rain hell on the guy who hurts his li’l girl. Something was missing. No father can be that detached, or so I’d like to believe. But then, I also hope no father ever has to be in that situation. That detached avenging man, David, was always one step ahead of Andrews. Bah! Andrews was played by Arya. I just rolled my eyes writing that last line. There are a lot of people who could have played that character better. Arya, for whatever reason, cannot be taken seriously in such roles. A typical case of round-hole and square-peg. Now, there are plenty of actors who could have been a better Andrews. Arya just doesn’t fit into these characters. He was good in Aarambam. I shall just bemoan the casting and leave it at that. Sneha as David’s wife does her job well. She does not get major screen time, she does her job aptly as a mother, a doctor and a wife. Then there are the minor characters, most of which I shall skip over. But, oh golly, Kalabhavan Shajon! Someone needs to give this man a bigger role in movies. Overall a good movie.

But well… there was all the talk about going erect and the showing of the middle finger. Dear God! When did Malayalam movies get this… Argh! I don’t even know what is the word I’m looking for! My dear mom doesn’t even know what showing someone a middle finger means. She knows it’s something bad, and therefore offensive, but that’s about that. And I like my mother’s naive innocence. It’s rather cute and charming. So, I sat there wishing mummy dearest doesn’t ask what exactly this gesture mean. Squirming in my seat as I sat there watching these characters talk about paedophiles not being able to get erect anymore. Oh, how the times have changed! There was a time when my parents were opposed to watching FRIENDS. Sigh!

Well, I can’t figure out if I am adult enough to handle this sort of situation yet. Just asking my mallu brethren, damn boss, but what is this? When and how did we get ourselves here?

Week In Review Frost At Midnite

Week in review – Week 12, 2017

Well, back again! Last week was much better. Even if I haven’t visited here during that time. All goals are being achieved. And, I  still haven’t finished reading Norse Mythology.

I am now reading Kissing the Demon by Amrita Kumar. I began the book and then had to stop and go back to begin again with a red pen in hand. It is a great read.

The week began great and just got better as it went. Middle of the week, we went shopping and ended the week with a movie and a takeaway dinner.

We actually went for Beauty and the Beast. And I am now of the opinion that Hermione Granger will always reign our hearts. The animation film was much better than this one, it simply had a charm that was absent from this one.

That’s about all from my past week. Hope you have a great week ahead!

Romance Movie – My Favourite

It’s that time of the year again and there are going to be red heart shaped balloons and streamers in most places. Not to mention the offers on everything from clothing to food to makeup and what not.

As for me, I love Valentine’s day. What’s not to love about it? On one Valentine’s day I fell in love, or what I thought was love. A few months later, I was over it. God knows how fragile and fleeting my love is!

Other than falling in love with something or someone, I also pull pranks on Valentine’s day.  It’s one of those days that some people tend to be a bit more depressed about, because of the general pressure that society puts on us. And so, one valentine’s day many years back I did something and you can read about it here.

Thankfully, I wasn’t fired. My employer, teammates and boss were very cool. And Sail… she’s still just as awesome as ever.

Though times have changed and I may have evolved in my approach to valentine’s day, there is one thing that hasn’t changed. My favourite romantic movie, in Tamil, – it has got be Mouna Raagam. The next place would go to Roja.

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Mouna Raagam is my favourite romantic movie because as far as I am concerned it has got everything going for it. (And it makes me feel mushy inside. Like some strange emotion got hold of my heart and gave it a nice big hug.) Unlike today’s leading ladies of the romance genre, Mouna Raagam has a strong female lead. There is a plot and then some. Wonderful movie with everything from script to editing and cinematography working in sync.

Mouna Raagam is Divya’s story. She doesn’t want to be married, but pressure from her family finds her being married off to Chandrakumar.  She moves to Delhi with him after the marriage, but there is no accord between them as Divya is still resistant to the idea of being married. Chandrakumar asks Divya what she wants for a wedding gift, and she asks him for a divorce. She then goes ahead and narrates the tale of her love, and how she lost that love. Chandrakumar brings her the divorce papers, the gift that she asked for, and as his gift a pair of anklets, asking her to choose between them. Divya chooses the divorce. Twists and turns (over the time period of a year) later, in the end, Chandrakumar is shown dropping Divya off at the train station. It is then that they realise their feelings for each and get back together in an overly dramatic scene. But then, that had to be dramatic given it is a Tamil movie that was superb otherwise.

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Divya’s character was brought to life by Revathi and Chandrakumar by Mohan. Revathi is a great actress, and I don’t think I am the only one who thinks that no one else can be a ‘Divya’ better. And though Mohan is great as Chandrakumar, and proves to be the ying to Divya’s yang, somehow Revathi definitely overshadows her male counterpart. But then the story is centred around her character, and that is how it is. And, Mani Rathnam – those were really his greatest years.

Dominant female characters, male actors not afraid of acting in such a movie, no misogyny, no obscenity, no vulgarity, no thrashing/bashing or gyrating… what’s not to love about the movie. I wish they played the movie on some TV channel in the coming days.

Honestly, the photos are horrible as I couldn’t find anything better for a movie that’s over 30 years old. 

Dangal

I spent the last week of December 2016 in the most leisurely manner. And I watched two movies – Dangal and Pulimurugan. Dangal is a Hindi movie starring Amir Khan and Pulimurugan is a Malayalam movie starring Mohanlal (which I shall write separately about).

Dangal is a movie about the Phogat sisters who won India the gold medals in wrestling. Amir Khan plays Mahavir Singh Phogat, a wrestler. The movie shows Phogat as a national level player who gives up his sport to pursue employment. A family man now, with dreams and hopes of his son winning India a gold medal in wrestling. Unfortunately for Phogat, he is blessed with four daughters. He then gives up hopes of ever training a son to become a wrestler.

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Phogat is pleasantly surprised one day when his two older daughters, Geetha and Babita beat up two boys for teasing them, and show him how they managed to overpower the boys. He then realises that to win a gold medal for his country he can train his daughters just as well as he would his son. The rest of the movie is their journey from that moment of realisation to Geetha winning the gold at the Commonwealth games.

What I loved about the movie – the two girls who played Geetha’s and Babitha’s younger selves, Zaira Wasim and Suhani Bhatnagar. They easily slip into their roles and win our hearts. Sakshi Tanwar, who plays Phogat’s wife Daya Shobha Kaur, is superb. She plays the role of a wife sharing her husband’s dreams and disappointments, the role of a mother who worries for her daughters’ futures effortlessly. The worry, the pride, the disappointment, the happiness, and the many emotions that flit through her face are joyous to watch. Another actor to be commended is Aparshakti Khurrana, for his effortlessly natural acting.

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As usual Amir Khan shows us how much of a dedicated actor he is. From playing a 97kg middle-aged Phogat to a younger, trimmer and well-built version of the wrestler. His acting really needs nothing to be discussed about because he proves it time and again in every film of his.

The only disappointment with Dangal that I have is the end. I can understand that Hindi cinema is not complete without drama, but Dangal could have gone without it. The music was good, it fit the plot and did not take anything away from the movie, whilst not being intrusive as well.

Overall I would say it was a good movie – Go watch it if you haven’t already.

I give it 3.5/5.

As an aside, I don’t think it’s possible to go down from 97 kgs to getting a six pack in five months. (Watch it here). So, unless you have Amir Khan’s level of dedication and trainers/dieticians to match, leave it. Stick to your routine and you will get there eventually. Besides, there is only one Amir Khan.

Giant

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Giants are mythical creatures. You find them everywhere in books, from the Ramayana to ASOIAF.

My favourite giant is Kumbhakarna. He was Ravana’s brother and you can read more about him here. There is another giant who is also a favorite. Ghatotkacha! There is something to be said being a giant isn’t it. Living life Giant sized. More about Ghatotkacha here.

There is an old Tamil movie song, from the movie Mayabazar. It is a how Abhimanyu marries Sasirekha and Ghatotkacha plays an important role in it. My most favorite part of the movie is this song. For obvious reasons, of course. (He lists out all the dishes prepared for the wedding feast, and ends up eating all of it!)

If only one could live so. The next closest thing we have to them are possibly Giant Pandas, IMHO.

Special shoutout to WunWun.

Daily Prompt: Banned

Banned

Every day, I check the reader for the blogs I follow. Today, the Daily Prompt was Banned. and it tickled me.

In India, there are plenty of reasons for a ban. Bans can be official or unofficial. The most recent chaos being the one surrounding Karan Johar‘s Ae Dil Hai Mushkil. And bans extend to everything, from books, movies to porn.

Porn was banned in India for a few days. The government banned it and then relaxed the ban in a matter of a few days. Read about it here. And another write up on it here. Interestingly, some of our elected representatives have been seen watching porn in the assembly. God forbid an average man gets caught watching porn at work! but if you are elected you can get away with it.

As for Ae Dil Hai Mushkil, the chaos around it seems a little too unnecessary. So what if the movie has an actor from the neighbouring country? Does this mean that we are going to stop imports and exports as well? For all those claiming that they are patriotic and there for they stand with this sort of a thing, please pay your taxes honestly, and “Make Your Country Great Again!”

Banning anything seems meaningless. We banned books, but not cigarettes. We ban movies but we don’t ban littering on our streets. One good example would be 50 Shades of Grey. The movie was banned in India, but not the book. That does say a lot about our people, doesn’t it? If anything, it means we don’t read enough books. And that is a sad thing. Going by that standard, the ban on books like Satanic Verses is a good thing and must be taken as an acknowledgement of good work.

Where does this habit of banning things come from? In India, I think the most influential name can be Gandhi. Mahatma Gandhi and his Swadeshi Movement come to mind. At that time, the artisans of India were suffering and so, it was decided to boycott foreign goods and embrace Indian made or Swadeshi goods. This, in turn, benefitted the local artisans and helped the people of the country. What do bans today do? Are they meaningful? What are they meant to achieve? Do they benefit anyone? And importantly, why are we not asking these questions anymore?

And importantly, why are we not asking these questions anymore?