Remembering Myself, Travestying Time…and Phonying towards Perfection



On *The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time* 

the curious incident of the dog in the night-timeA book I had read in a trance non-stop in my university library, a couple of years ago which I reread recently. It’s a great feeling to read a book with a protagonist that you can really relate with.  Christopher Boone is in that regard the closest I have come to relating to any fictional character (more than antiheroes like Kingsley Amis’s Jim, Holden Caulfield, the young Tom Riddle, to stretch a point). He’s almost like my pal, the pal I’d like to keep at a distance because neither of us likes overfamiliarity.  It feels refreshing to read the world so logically and neatly, to know some people do think this way and that most people are indeed muddled and berserk when they grow up. Continue reading “On *The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time* “


IT (2017): Friendship versus Bullies

Spoiler Alert! Tedium Alert!

A story about “divided we fall but united we stand”. Also a story so transparent that real parental fears of solitary children wandering off to their doom are approbated by the children in the film themselves realizing that those fears are really valid (“This is what it wants,” says Beverley, “It wants to divide us.”).

The clown is supposed to be cute and at the same time dreadful, according to the director’s remark in Wikipedia. Well apart from the fact that the low angle shots emphazize his gigantism in the pov of the children, he seems fairly okay. The teeth thing was awesome though. Is this a film for children? If it is, it must be pretty scary for them. Because it addresses real childhood fears like bullies, bullies and bullies.

Continue reading “IT (2017): Friendship versus Bullies”

O Menino E O Mundo(2013) – A Musical Bildungsroman

the_boy_and_the_world_-_p_-_2014.jpg_0Boy and the World (O Menino e o Mundo, 2013) directed by Brazilian animator Alê Abreu tells the bittersweet story of a little boy who goes in search of his missing father from the idyllic village of naive, simplistic childhood to bustling towns of growth, progress and knowledge. The music elevates the whole narrative to a whole new level, with its instrumental and folk touches.  The drawings are mostly minimalist, created so as to look like a child’s drawings splattered with a wild but intelligent sense of colour. Continue reading “O Menino E O Mundo(2013) – A Musical Bildungsroman”

“His words could not reach me”

​Everything was impossible, and always would be. I buckled and broke under the weight of tears. There was no hope of any consolation. The incommunicability cut both ways. He couldn’t tell me how much he despised me, how much he hated me. This time, I had gone too far. His words could not reach me.

How I Became a Nun. César Aira.

“I wanted to become strong”

I wanted to become strong. I thought I was striving to become stronger … but I was only covering things up with sand … my guilt … my weakness … […] I covered myself up … with nothing to offer anyone. Withdrawn into myself … I was all alone … where no one could reach me.

Vagabond (manga). Inoue Takehiko and Yoshikawa Eiji

Sketch – 044


Materials used: Charcoal, 8B graphite, eraser, paper stump

On *Five Centimeters Per Second*


A film so beautiful, poignant, sad and nostalgic, you wonder why you didn’t watch it sooner.

This is NOT sarcasm. Never before has this blog seen anything approved or positively reviewed, so you might wonder; this wasn’t merely due to happenstance, but because there is nothing to be said about a film or book that you really like. It just is. There are Takahata and Miyazaki anime that fare better than this one, of course, and films like The Tale of the Princess Kaguya (2013), My Neighbors the Yamadas (1999), Grave of the Fireflies (1988), My Neighbor Totoro (1988), and Whisper of the Heart (1995) are a class par excellence.

Five Centimeters Per Second (Dir. Makoto Shinkai, 2007) is not brilliant or mesmerizing, being one of those coming-of-age stories, but it still captures the terrors of adolescence/childhood, the fears, the crippling sadness, the bittersweetness of love, and the pittedness of small human life against a torrent of colossal waves of time, the world, the future. Continue reading “On *Five Centimeters Per Second*”

“What matter if I live it all once more?”

What matter if I live it all once more?
Endure that toil of growing up;
The ignominy of boyhood; the distress
Of boyhood changing into man;
The unfinished man and his pain
Brought face to face with his own clumsiness;

“A Dialogue of Self and Soul”, W. B. Yeats

“These bitter sorrows of childhood!”

These bitter sorrows of childhood! – when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless.

The Mill on the Floss. GEORGE ELIOT.

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