Monday, October 26, 2009

Food glorious food

Saw Julie and Julia DESPITE the fact that I kept falling asleep while I was reading the book. Finally gave the book the boot after ariving at the midway mark. I woke up with relief, thereafter! What drew me to the movie: Nora Ephron and Meryl Streep. And I'm glad I saw it because Ephron has cleverly put in large chunks of Julia Child's life - that was the highlight of the movie, really, together with the loverly food. Ooooooh the fish swimming in a wicked sauce in the restaurant scene - loved the skillful way it was deboned too. And the evil chocolate cake with almond slivers, the pork chops, the sinful fried bread - drool. Not surprised that my popcorn tasted like thermocol while I was watching the movie.

Streep was marvellous as Julia Child with an annoying loud excitable voice, frumpy hairdo and dowdy clothes - she managed to be charming inspite of the drawbacks. Now, if only the entire movie had been about Julia Child I'd have recommended it warmly. But that Julie Powell bit bored me to tears. Such a whiner and moaner without a sense of humour at that. Unforgivable. And all that rubbish about feeling Julia Child with her and listening to Child's voice in her head while she was assiduously following her recipes. When people tell me they hear voices in their head, I urge them to lie down on a nice comfy sofa - in a clinic.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

A big hand to the hand!

We've shown the finger and got the hand in return! Feeling immensely satisfied today. Maharashtra, Arunachal Pradesh and Haryana are with the Congress, yay. And ha ha, going by the numbers across the 3 states, I can now look forward to the day when Indian citizens say, 'BJP who?' Not that I feel even the slightest twinge of affection for any member of the Congress party in Maharashtra - no way.

Office is stuffed with Marathi manoos and its great fun watching the 'score' on the TV in the canteen. Howls of 'Jai Maharashtra' rent the air everytime the MNS gets a seat. Oddly enough, not a single cheer for the Shiv Sena. Raj has evidently done a great job of purloining their party propaganda. Besides, as the Marathi bai manoos' in the office sigh, he's better looking than his cousin!

Monday, October 19, 2009

3 day weekends zindabad

-Saw Roman Holiday for the 15th time on Diwali. Loved it just as much. Have a bone to pick with the Smirnoff guys though. Got a free ugly keychain with my bottle - think they adjusted the cost of the keychain with the percentage of alcohol in the bottle: 5 drinks, zero buzz, not even a vague hint of a buzz. Criminal offence, if you ask me.

-Saw the end of the last Indiana Jones flick, and the beginning of the first. Enjoyed the silly jokes almost as much.

-Saw Inglourious Basterds. Like everyone else, loved the movie and Christpher Waltz. Was also delighted that Hitler was made uglier than ever before.

-Saw Wake up Sid, and unlike everyone else, yawned through the flick. Where was the humour, dude? However, have to concede that it was way better and way more honest than that dreadful Dil Chahta Hai - remember that movie where Amir Khan pretended to be a teenager? EEEEK. Evidently Botox was not around in those days.

Have sternly informed BH that I cannot take popular culture anymore. It doesn't agree with me and till Bollywood gets real cool instead of this wannabe cool I will not suffer it.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Wearing a sexy status symbol on my finger

Not a ring, but a purple mark that says I've voted. A tad disappointed though - this time the mark is not on the rude finger. Sad. I really enjoyed flaunting that. Guess assembly elections are not as flamboyant as general elections.

Had big fat huge row with man at polling booth, as usual. He was too lazy to find my name and tried to send me back home. Gave him a stern lecture on kantala in the time of democracy. He cowered and with fumbling fingers found my name in the log book. Jerk!

Now at work, muttering darkly under my breath about whip-wielding employers who deny virtous democratic souls a holiday after they keep the wheels of democracy moving. Sigh.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Old song, new twist

Been singing an old REM song today (under my breath, of course), with new words:
'Would you believe they're bombing the moon?'
And on to another subject: While all our intellectuals and activists are making scathing remarks about the Maharashtra government for declaring EVERYTHING shut on election day, I'm NOT with them. Hey, I want a holiday!!!
And yet another subject: Obama gets the Nobel Peace Prize for what? Hello, he hasn't done anything remarkable yet! That prize should go to American citizens who voted him in. They deserve it.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Arms and the Woman or begging for arms!

In one of my daily 'It's your turn to deal with the plumber/carpenter/ bills/cook, you lazy sod' squabbles with BH, I realised in a flash why Hindu goddesses are depicted with more arms than Hindu Gods - we work harder and it's got NOTHING to do with female emancipation. Our ancient Goddesses evidently slogged like crazy in the days when women didn't have to do the 9-9 and run the house. Hell, I want more arms - I need more arms!