An on-time - and altogether unusual-for-this-blog - movie post. No one kill me, please *wink*
Nope, not Rahul, not yet. Still Ritwika here. I am back – for one last score :P Now, in all seriousness, the last post was pretty much all of the science I had up my sleeve. So, today, I am just going to talk about, um, whatever comes to my mind. And I have decided that a lecture on en dashes and em dashes would be boring and long-winded, and would not serve much of a purpose. (Poruri probably will not like this, but I am going to go ahead and write about Haider , the final instalment of Vishal Bharadwaj’s Shakespearean trilogy. So, here we go.) Before jumping into the flood of words and thoughts and emotions that this is going to be, some things need to be said. My usual fare in movies is either the light-hearted rom-com or the superbly done thriller, with a healthy dose of action thrown in, or even the superhero movie – not for me, the subtle drama or the tempestuous tragedy. To put it simply, I am no movie critic, and I definitely am not the intellectual movie-goe...