Streaming....cinema

I can't remember when, how and where I started this not so secret love affair with the moving image...My choice of films as a kid would not be acceptable today as respectful film viewing by any standards in any film school (unless of course Govinda, Mandakini, Kimi Katkar, Anil Kapoor, Madhuri Dixit, Jackie Shroff, Meenakshi Sheshadri, Amitabh Bachhan, Dharmendra, Manmohan Shetty and Ramesh Sippy decide to start a film school!!!) The 80' s were a fun time in cinema, when no logic prevailed and every scene was a separate item that had not connect to the other and that is when I got addicted to it. For reasons that I can't remember now, I loved it. I used to copy designs of frilly dresses of actresses in my sketchbook and ask my granny to make them for me!

Watching a film with me and dad used to be quite a torture for the rest of the clan because we would always keep pronouncing the next shot, the next dialogue, the next line in the song. It became a lot of fun slowly because we got the hang of getting it right...really, it doesn't take much to guess what comes after dil, pyaar, iqraar, beqarar, tanhayi, parchhayi, sanam, kasam,  jaaneman-jaane-jigar and the rest!

Of course it took a lot of courage to say that out loud in film class.  I was glad that my fiction teacher, Arun Gupta said that he did like 'Main Hoon Na', otherwise I would kill myself everynight, trying to like the works of international greats like Tarkovsky, Fellini, etc...Not saying that I disapprove of them or something, but to be honest it took sometime to get over my bollywood-ness and love the 'other'. 

Now, I am glad I did.

But would I call myself a convert....hmmm....