You know I had never quite been a huge Hindi cinema buff. No doubt, I had watched numerous films over decades of my life in India, but had never really bought film magazines, nor bought tickets from the fellas who paced up and down, muttering something under their breath while you're waiting in queue with … Continue reading Raja Nawathe: Gumnaam (1965)
Varsha Bhosle, an ardent fan of Dev Anand interviewed the legendary actor somewhere around April 1997. Many others like her, and as fans of Hindi cinema may have already read this long interview, which I just came across minutes ago. As I do occasionally, on finding something interesting, especially unexpectedly, I share the treasure right-away; because … Continue reading Dev Anand, in conversation…
My friend's post reminded me this morning of JFK's death anniversary today. He was in his mid-'40s at the time (1963). One thought lead to another, onto Martin Luther King Jr.'s assassination (1968). He was not quite 40 then. Mahalia Jackson sang "Take My Hand, Precious Lord" at his funeral, and just days later, Nina … Continue reading Take My Hand, Precious Lord
Although Chhote Nawab's musical success did not bring a mad rush of film makers to Pancham's doorstep, in no way does that undermine the beauty in the songs here...
Outstanding in every way, 'Saanvre, Saanvre' is a splendid example of lyrics, composition and the singer's voice unifying into a sublime creation! Shailendra the poet-lyricist, sitar maestro Pandit Ravi Shankar, and melodious Lata Mangeshkar were all in their prime, as was the gorgeous actress Leela Naidu making her Hindi film debut with the title role … Continue reading The song: ‘Saanvre, Saanvre’ – Film “Anuradha” (1960)
Last evening I watched "The Railway Man" (2014), a film based on the true story about this British officer, Eric Lomax from Edinburgh up north in Scotland, who at age 24 in 1943 was held PoW at a Japanese camp in the Far East. Inhumanly tortured while in the clutches of the Kempeitai until end … Continue reading Drawing Parallels: “The Railway Man”
In Indian cinema, poets and lyricists have expressed the joys and sorrows of people, through songs using the humble kite as a metaphor. Watching your kite soar, caressing the skies on a clear day is a simple delight. Across the oceans to the west, or bending far over in the orient's east, you see kites … Continue reading Watch your kite soar!
We knew her as Ms Hima Devi. I always remember her as a lady with immense attitude, a cigarette between her fingers, puffing smoke in our middle school classroom. After a while our Victorian "ha, hoo" shocked by her stance, simply stopped. Hima was just Hima... cool. No, we did not use that term then. … Continue reading Hima Kala Kendra
Isn't that quite like seeking the elusive dame? Here's an easy route: Love yourself. The world will clamor to clutch you with their greedy grips. Ouch! But what's the alternative to getting famous? Duh... getting infamous. So, titillate If you're wondering why this inane post, I'll share my agony. Nothing to do with whether or … Continue reading Seeking fame. What’s your name?
Asking a film director the right questions is key. The doors opened. 🙂 Until you've written a book, published it, (and hopefully a few have read it) you are not an author. You're not a film director until you have directed at least one film, it has been viewed by a spectrum of audiences and … Continue reading Book Review: Directors’ Diaries. Author: Rakesh Anand Bakshi