Monday, April 17, 2006

Scripted Crossing

Andy and Lary Wachowski are the one. If you know it, no kudos, you should know it. If you don’t, well, your GK sux and not my pun. Awrite, awrite before these witty opening lines make me forget what I have to write. Let me cut the chase. So, as I was telling you, Andy and Larry were looking for something to do to not have their kids say their names in hushed up tones. Basically, to avoid existentialism angst they wanted to make a film that could win them some award and enough cash to bankroll a Lear jet for each of their family members for another 50 Years. So they came to India and saw people crossing Roads. And the rest as they say are special effects. Okay, rite now the last few lines are more difficult to understand than the movie “The Matrix” itself. But as long as I don’t cross the word limit there is hope. So here it goes. Well, in uninspiring West, people don’t die of hunger, the president’s are mostly idiots and above all Superman respects CIA’s jurisdiction*. Basically, the wards are a tad bit boring. In India, something as mundane and simple as crossing the road is so adventurous that Tom cruise is planning a M.I on it. Now, generally what happens is that you look right, you look left and right again and if no one is coming your way you cross the road. Fair and simple, only if you don’t take into account Biology. Worldwide most of the humans can safely trace their ancestors back to playful chimps. In India, I postulate, there is a dog involved somewhere. Dogs are pathetic with judging speed of things coming their way, with or without the front lights on. So like dogs, they think they can cross the road and then in the middle of the road their brain starts shouting “Iceberg Dead ahead”. Then what? Left, Right, Centre, Run, Walk, Peee, Mommy. What to do? Ahh, Since Darwin says humans are more evolved than any other species that needs to cross the roads. They use hand. Mind you hand and not brains. Yes. The Palm. Just show them the Palm. It’s like God mode in a FPS. They will have to stop. You will not die. Who cares, whether they have to reach from 60-0 in times that won’t register on atomic stopwatch or see their whole life flash by their eyes. Just show them the palm. Just show them the palm. Just show them the palm. That’s what I think a kid like me has to write these days on the blackboard as a punishment. Heck, I think everyone has to write this on the blackboard. Now you remember Neo, Stopping bullets by showing his palm, Now you know the connection. Now it hits you, That’s what Wachowski brothers saw on their trip to India. They used special effects to fill in the rest of movie with was mainly due to pressure from the studios. But the Kodak moment that inspired them to make it was a proud Indian crossing the road. Sure, A biker seeing his speedometer and his tail light at once also inspired them. But, then they sold rights of that script to Tom Cruise. Wouldn’t Mr Hunt look cooler on the bike than Neo? Well, wouldn't he?

*= Why don’t you think then Superman catches Mr. Osama?

1 comment:

Purplespell said...

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i think u r damn funny... not that i read many of ur posts.. but the last one on matrix bros.. its funny and by the way i love that movie...

u know wat.. i really liked ur style of writing... but ur choice of buks well except for calvin and hobbes .. its bad .. i mean u really liked that rye book... and many more in that read list of urs

chalo ... why bug u with my opinions.... and why am i preaching u abt ur choice.. free will... freedom of choice.. we a democratic country... its all this stupid assignment thing... whatvever nice visiting a funny page in midst of boring assignments