Before Oscars So White Redux (2021) I didn't care much about Ma Rainey's Black Bottom to write a review. I wished Riz Ahmed would win the Best Actor award, although like most people who had kept tabs on this year's nominations, I knew it would go to Chadwick Boseman and was mostly reconciled to it. After all the incredible human being and actor that Boseman was, he would never again get a chance to be in the Oscar race ever again. Everyone else, including Riz Ahmed, who I hope will have a remarkable career ahead, will have more chances.
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| Chadwick Boseman as Levee at the center, in Ma Rainey's Black Bottom |
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I was on a K. J. George rediscovery trip during 2020 and Irakal, one of K.G.G's path breaking movies I watched a few months ago is still fresh in my mind. Joji is very similar in setup and composition to Irakal than Macbeth which Dileesh Pothan acknowledged he was inspired by, in his movie announcement poster.
If Joji reminded me anything Shakespearean, and it does with its operatically wailing violin BGM, it is King Lear. I had to sit through repeated screenings of Grigoriy Kozintsev's Russian B&W classic Karol Lir from 1970 at an impressionable young age of 8 or 9. All I remember of that King Lear movie is that the King had 3 adult children and they were all plotting/waiting for him to die, much like in this Dileesh Pothan classic half a century later.
Joji is a socially detached loner, the youngest son of a rubber estate owner. His American equivalent will be the 30 year old son living in his parents' basement, surviving on Cheetos and video-games, without a job in sight. While the youngest no-good son of a rich plantation owner living in a joint family is the common theme in Joji and Irakal (there are more similarities which I am not going to explore as I don't feel like going into thesis mode today), their greatest contrast is in the treatment and exploration of this theme.
Irakal in 1985 presents you a Gen X-er dealing with his powerless position, taking matters into his own hands and exerting his independence. Ganeshan in his debut role as Baby, the youngest son - engineering college drop-out and black sheep of the family, is very much a product of the turbulent 70s (ref: declaration of emergency in India in the late 70s) when he came of age and is a seething angry young man with some psycho-social tendencies thrown in for good measure.
Joji meanwhile is a millennial and he inhabits a movie reflective of our current times. He is laid-back and lacks focus, but acts too cool to care. The writer, Syam Pushkaran, the master of minutiae, reveals every one of his characters and their psyches through layered yet succinct dialogue. Shyju Khalid's camera is instrumental in capturing the fine nuances of the characters and the location in a film that relies very much on subtlety.
There are only a handful of characters in the film, and the story and camera are tightly focused on them. There is the iron-fisted patriarch Panachel Kuttappan (V. P. Sunny), who is in better shape than his three sons and does several push-ups, too many to count, every day. He is served by his two older sons - the divorced elder son Jomon (Baburaj) who loves the bottle and the meek second son Jaison (Joji Mundakayam) who manages the family businesses with the trickle of money released each day by the patriarch. Between them is Jaison's wife and the daughter in law of the family, Bincy (Unnimaya Prasad), and finally there is the title character - the lazy dreamer with half-assed plans - Joji (an almost emaciated Fahadh Fazil.) Other significant characters are essayed by Shammi Thilakan as Dr. Felix - Panachel family's friend and physician, Basil Joseph as Father Kevin and Alister Alex as Poppy, Jomon's teenage son.
Joji's transformation from a detached sleep loving loafer who spends endless afternoons with a fishing rod that catches no fish (the fishing rod or the fishless pond might be the problem here) to the person he ultimately becomes is a bit incomprehensible for my Gen X brain. Unlike Baby in Irakal who had all the makings of a psychopath from scene one and whose character arc was predictable, Joji's metamorphosis has shades of implausibility. Despite this flaw, the technical harmonization of all the elements of the film - script, camera, acting and background score makes it a treat to watch.

| Inflight info : From London Gatwick to London Gatwick |
There are movies made from books after the book creates a current and a following of its own and catches the eye of an actor or a director. Then there are books written to be movies, like Recursion by Blake Crouch. Never heard of him before, I blindly picked the book from my public library's Overdrive, sorted by 'Most Popular at the Library', filtered to 'Available = Yes' and then read a quick blurb to make sure I can finish it off in a night or two. I was in a fiction reading mood after years, can't let that slip.
Blake Crouch is an interesting name, my thoughts went a full circle from William Blake to Crouching tiger tiger burning bright back to Blake, W. Maybe this Blake will be exciting. The blurb had enticing statements about a time travel/memory puzzle box.
Recursion has Christopher Nolan written all over it. There are three main characters - an NYC cop named Barry, Helena a neuroscientist/inventor and a billionaire technocrat - Marcus Slade. These characters embark on several repetitive cycles of time travel using a chair (which can also be considered a character) invented by Helena. The outsiders, which is everyone except the primary players, consider this groundhog day years as a syndrome called FMS - False Memory Syndrome. Helena was Helena Bonham Carter and Slade was Elon Musk in my mind the whole time I was reading the novel. Russell Crowe could be Barry.
The first 1/3rd of the story is amazing, the second 1/3rd is alright, but things are starting to venture into a Nolanesque maze of multiple timelines and the characters are glitching out. The last 1/3rd is the reader realizing none of these timelines matter, as we say in Indian Sanskrit, sarvam maya = everything is an illusion. Overall it is a fun ride, if you don't try to make sense of the groundhog years.
Further research into the cinematic prospects of Recursion brought up news stories that Shonda Rimes and Matt Reeves are adapting the novel to a movie and a series for Netflix.
....and then I watched the movie Boss Level. Its story line is extremely similar to Recursion except Boss Level has a video-game skin on top. In Boss Level it is only the day that repeats endlessly just like Bill Murray's day in Punxsutawney, not several years as it does in Recursion. Will review it as a separate post.
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| An original poster in support of the Conspiracy 8/ Chicago 8 |
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| Six of the real Chicago 7 - Front row, from left: Rennie Davis, Rubin, Abbie Hoffman. Back row, from left: Lee Weiner, Bob Lamb and Thomas Hayden. |
Once upon a time there was a deluxe KSRTC (Kerala State Road Transport Corporation) express bus, the most majestic of its kind, connecting Thiruvananthapuram and Kannur - the southern and northern ends of the habitable civilized world of the kingdom of Kerala. To hop on this bus's tale, please ignore certain fundamental facts, such as - Kerala is not a kingdom, but a southern Indian state formed after the independence of India in 1947. Kannur is not the northern most district of Kerala, it is Kasargod which is mostly Karnataka in disguise, thus Kasargod can be conveniently overlooked the same way KSRTC disregarded it as any kind of destination worth traveling to, back in the sixties.
Kannur Deluxe is one of the first road movies in Malayalam. This sensational 1969 whodunit stars Sheela and Prem Nazir in the lead roles. The story travels from Thiruvananthapuram, the capital city of Kerala to Kozhikode in the north, the last but one destination of the KSRTC 's longest and premium bus service at the time, called the Kannur Deluxe Express. This deluxe express bus service was like the Concorde of that era - fast and sensational, a mythical creature that zoomed past to glamorous destinations, while the rural countryside stood by and gaped, their mouths wide open.
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| Deluxe Express Bus from the movie Kannur Deluxe (1969) |
This is the same bus my parents used to take on their yearly vacations to go back to their homes in Kannur from Thiruvananthapuram where they both lived and worked, before I was born. Indian Railways didn't have an unbroken train service connecting the state capital with Kannur at the time, so Kannur Deluxe - the 12 hr. overnight KSRTC bus service was a practical and convenient transportation solution for them. To immortalize these journeys my parents even got me a wooden KSRTC express bus toy - my first ever toy vehicle, that kind of looks like this. This guy makes these miniature scale model toy buses for anyone nostalgic about old Kerala public transport buses.
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| Sheela, K.P. Ummer, G.K. Pillai in Kannur Deluxe |
Kannur Deluxe, the movie, is a crime caper that opens with a damsel in distress - Sheela, is seen running from the cops and finds refuge at a rich old guy's (G.K. Pillai) house. Why is she running from the police - this question along with several other burning questions will be answered before the curtain falls, hold on tight. The rich guy gives her a stenographer job at his company, while his son (K. P. Ummer) is a bit sweet on her.
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| Prem Nazir and Sheela in Kannur Deluxe |
Prem Nazir and his side kick Adoor Bhasi are also on the bus as a slightly off the rocker Namboodiri and his helper. So is Jose Prakash - the favored villain in those days. Up and coming directorial talents - I.V. Sasi and Hariharan assisted the director Antony Bhaskar Raj or A.B. Raj (Trivia : A.B.Raj is south Indian actress Saranya's father.) Nellikkode Bhaskaran has the glamorous job as the conductor of the Kannur Concorde and devises a clever plan that traps the small time crook Jose Prakash, half way through the journey. There are also other familiar faces like Sankaradi, Paravoor Bharathan and T.R. Omana.
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| Kannur Deluxe at Kollam KSRTC bus stand |
The journey through the length of Kerala in the company of an unpredictable story is thoroughly engaging. Along with the riveting story and characters the movie also gives a window view of the scenes and places of everyday Kerala from the 1960s, keeping it authentic. There is Palayam church at Thiruvananthapuram, Neendakara bridge and clock tower at Kollam, the round and Vadakkumnathan at Thrissur, Feroke bridge near Kozhikode, KSRTC bus stands at Thiruvananthapuram, Kollam, Ernakulam, Aluva and Kozhikode and a lot more Kerala in the frames in-between. If you are a Malayali who wants to take a trip down the memory lane through the geographical length of Kerala, take a ticket on Kannur Deluxe - the accompanying story of intrigue and mystery enacted by your favorite actors is a bonus.
Fresh off the boat, San Francisco Bay Area / Silicon Valley was my first home in the US of A. Above is a screenshot of an old blog post from my now defunct Live Journal describing my very first impressions, written 4 years after the said impressions were first registered. The static nature of the content is a tell-tale sign that it belongs to a prehistoric time when blog posts and not reaction videos ruled the day.
Silicon Valley was and is a bubble, floating in an ether of its own making, far above in the exosphere and beyond the comprehension of the rest of America and the world. It is a strange place full of contradictions that questions its own existence. Is it for real? How could such a place exist where a roof over your head - the rent of a one-bed apartment could set you back $4-5K/month easily but you could get a filling burrito from a hole in the wall eatery for $5?
Anna Wiener calls it the uncanny valley in her memoir, "Uncanny Valley." Documenting her move from East coast to SFO after accepting a job at an eBook startup, Wiener's memoir provides access to the inside track of the Silicon valley in 2010s populated with 20-somethings. Reflecting on the peculiar feelings that Silicon Valley evokes, the title could also be a play on words pointing to Japanese roboticist Masahiro Mori's original concept of the uncanny valley.You know you have arrived in downtown San Francisco if you can spot
homeless people wearing T-shirts emblazoned with the logos of Silicon
Valley companies taking a shit on the sidewalk. A city of opposites
where the homeless junkie shares the streets with hoodied 20-something
CEO of a startup, both probably wearing the same hoodies although most
tech companies have a strict policy not to give away company merchandise to
people who do not provide any value to the company.
As you walk/read/proceed across the (uncanny) valley in the shadow of meth, you will fear no evil, for Ms.Wiener walks among angels(investors), evangelists, CEOs, CTOs and brogrammers who would rather overdose on protein bars and vitamin D pills. Reading the 2010s version of the tech boom, I realize the Valley has not changed at all from the dotcom boom era of the late 90s-early 2000s that I briefly brushed against. It is still riding the roaring twenties. It will always be the roaring twenties in Silicon Valley. I am older and too tired to keep up. I am glad we got out of that forever young place while we were still nimble to make a break.
Most of Wiener's observations about San Francisco's tech industry elicit a sigh of relief from me. It is similar to the calm feeling you get after committing the premeditated murder of your Facebook account. You no longer have to play catch-up with your 500 'friends' posts and their photos living the high/lie-life. You can live at your own pace, stress-free.The tech-bros in Japanese denim can micro-dose and meditate on their next big disruption or take nootropics and bio-hack their way to being the pioneers of the better world they aim to create.
But you are free. You are delighted to find that you are still in a world where you can be a wee bit evil and you are not pressured to think different all the time. You are no longer part of the Silicon Valley ecosystem. It could be a different planet for all you care. In case you still want to keep in touch, once in a blue moon, read inter-planetary dispatches like Ms.Wiener's. She does a really good job as an outsider looking in. The outsider who almost became an insider and bowed out before being sucked into the cult of the Valley.
The 60s & 70s Malayalam cinema CIDs or detectives had to have excellent cosplay skills. A CID's crime solving abilities were a distant second. Since CID Nazir is Malayali incarnate of James Bond, he is shown as an irresistible ladies man. Unlike other Malayalam movies of the time the hero does not form a lasting bond with the heroine when this movie ends.
The 1969 movie Kannur Deluxe can be considered a prequel of CID Nazir. In both movies Prem Nazir is the CID and Adoor Bhasi is his assistant CID, although P. Venu, the director of CID Nazir did direct a film called Detective 909 Keralathil (1969) prior to this, it does not have the continuity you expect in a movie series in the absence of the main character CID Nazir, which Kannur Deluxe has. P.Venu will go on to make a sequel to CID Nazir in 1972 called Taxi Car.
Other CID movies that I am familiar with from the same time period where Prem Nazir stars as the CID are Cochin Express (1967), Love in Kerala (1968), Danger Biscuit (1969), Ernakulam Junction (1971) and Lankadahanam (1972).
CID Nazir - the movie starts off with a different CID - a young and handsome Raghavan as CID Chandran. As a young and junior hero, he is expendable and is finished off before the opening credits. CID Nazir is then tasked with finding and bringing the criminal gang behind Chandran's killing to justice.
| Raghavan as CID Chandran | Bhasi as Bhasi | Sreelatha as Sreelatha |
Adoor Bhasi plays the assistant CID, Bhasi. He also provides comic relief. Unlike the Malayali Bond - CID Nazir, assistant CID Bhasi has a permanent lady love in this movie, Sreelatha. Bahadur, another actor who assists Bhasi in the comic relief effort plays the caretaker and helper at the bungalow Nazir stays in. It is the same house where CID Chandran was originally murdered. Bahadur and Bhasi were like Laurel and Hardy of Malayalam of that era.
| Bahadur |
A masala potboiler Indian movie has to have a good looking heroine so that the dashing CID officer can engage in some stress-release in the form of singing, dancing and running around trees with her. A very young Jayabharathi, in her late teens is CID Nazir's girl friend for two and half hours of the movie's running time. While the girl is hopelessly in love with the CID, the upstanding CID never really expresses any deep feelings for her. She is mainly there as the subject of his songs and the movie did have some chartbuster songs thanks to this romantic track.
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| Jayabharathi as Shanti |
The villains, the semi villains, the vamp and the villain's lair showcases the usual suspects like Jose Prakash, Nellikkode Bhaskaran and Sadhana. The underground (looks like a bomb shelter) villain's lair is typical repurposed studio set that has stood many movie villains in good stead. The super villain never shows his face, as the camera shows the back of his head from behind his chair and you can see his foot soldiers facing the camera. There is an ominous globe on the villain's desk as if to say the world is not enough.
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| The villian's lair and the standup meeting with his 'employees' |
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| Nellikkodu Bhaskaran |
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| Jayabharati as Shanti - a song scene |
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| Shanti and CID Nazir - all in a day's work for the CID |
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| CID Nazir breaks into a song to cool off when things get too heated up on the investigation front |
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| T.S. Muthiah, Jose Prakash as Sivaram and CID Nazir |
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