Who remains king? The story!
I was a teenager when Titanic was released in India in March 1998. There was sufficient buzz generated by the movie (released in the US in December 1997), and I went to the theatre to do advance booking of tickets. The plan was to watch the movie with two classmates from school, and the sibling. I was very disappointed on seeing the ‘Houseful’ sign on my arrival, and the serpentine queues. I had school the next day, and the plan to buy tickets had to be postponed.
My mother got me the tickets when I was away in school.
The movie meant so much to me that I frowned at my giggly classmate. Coming to think of it, I even remember the scene – she was laughing when the cutlery was falling off the shelves, and I couldn’t fathom what was making her laugh.
I read and re-read the 12th Std. English lesson on the sinking ship; in a case of perfect timing, NCERT’s lesson was available. I borrowed the OST audio cassette from another classmate. I made a scrapbook containing every news article I could find, every picture I could obtain. I bought a poster and saved it for over a year before it found a place of honour in my room in Mumbai. I spoke of management lessons to be learnt from the sinking of this ship in the first formal presentation I had to make at b-school.
A dozen years post Titanic, Caprio and Winslet are counted among the best performers in Hollywood. I have changed in my own way.
When Avatar was released last month, I knew that this was going to be a solo watch. I decided to watch it when my parents were travelling. I had been warned to keep my expectations in check for the story reportedly had nothing new to offer, and I entered the theatre not knowing what to expect. What I was curious to see was the revamped theatre – it left me disappointed with its colour scheme (with lots of gold) and layout.
I got bored with the predictable start and the monotonous dialogues. By the interval, something unexpected happened. The bridge of my nose started hurting with the plastic glasses, and I had to hold them at a distance.
I had also started liking Navis, and their world set in Pandora. I am happy that Cameron waited for technology to be ready to capture what he had in mind – the stunning visuals make the movie-watching experience worthwhile.
I was a teenager when Titanic was released in India in March 1998. There was sufficient buzz generated by the movie (released in the US in December 1997), and I went to the theatre to do advance booking of tickets. The plan was to watch the movie with two classmates from school, and the sibling. I was very disappointed on seeing the ‘Houseful’ sign on my arrival, and the serpentine queues. I had school the next day, and the plan to buy tickets had to be postponed.
My mother got me the tickets when I was away in school.
The movie meant so much to me that I frowned at my giggly classmate. Coming to think of it, I even remember the scene – she was laughing when the cutlery was falling off the shelves, and I couldn’t fathom what was making her laugh.
I read and re-read the 12th Std. English lesson on the sinking ship; in a case of perfect timing, NCERT’s lesson was available. I borrowed the OST audio cassette from another classmate. I made a scrapbook containing every news article I could find, every picture I could obtain. I bought a poster and saved it for over a year before it found a place of honour in my room in Mumbai. I spoke of management lessons to be learnt from the sinking of this ship in the first formal presentation I had to make at b-school.
A dozen years post Titanic, Caprio and Winslet are counted among the best performers in Hollywood. I have changed in my own way.
When Avatar was released last month, I knew that this was going to be a solo watch. I decided to watch it when my parents were travelling. I had been warned to keep my expectations in check for the story reportedly had nothing new to offer, and I entered the theatre not knowing what to expect. What I was curious to see was the revamped theatre – it left me disappointed with its colour scheme (with lots of gold) and layout.I got bored with the predictable start and the monotonous dialogues. By the interval, something unexpected happened. The bridge of my nose started hurting with the plastic glasses, and I had to hold them at a distance.
I had also started liking Navis, and their world set in Pandora. I am happy that Cameron waited for technology to be ready to capture what he had in mind – the stunning visuals make the movie-watching experience worthwhile.
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