Inception

Sanity is when what you believe is what is real, and is what most others, who are sane, also do. It is when your dreams are your own, but your reality is the same as it is, for all. But what if what you see is what all others also see, but it isn’t so? Are you dreaming? Are you sane?

Until Inception, this was not possible. Nolan made it happen, though.

An intricate, mesmerizing maze, of mind games, that leave you undecided about yourself and shake your opinions of reality itself. A husband not able to let go of his dead wife, ridden with guilt, trying to make amends to a lost life. Others, adept in the craft of stealing ideas, who do it for a living - to help him. And the target, a vulnerable heir to an industrial empire.

The story keeps you hooked till the end. Makes you sit without batting an eyelid, lest you miss that one small action that takes you to another level of a dream. Dreams – That word which helped to explain the innermost wishes of a complex mind. Here the whole world of dreams in shown in a completely different dimension, you never ‘dreamt’ of.

The twists in the movie are explained before they actually happen, in case you get lost in the labyrinth of the ideas and dreams taking form on screen. The emotional fabric throughout keeps it taut, and gives a soul to it. In all the scenes where Marion Cotillard enters, ravishing, reeking of some mystery - which you feel you can never place your finger on - you feel like delving straight into it, and wanting to know every bit of this puzzle. And then there is the performance of the DiCaprio exuding charm and intelligence into every scene. Joseph Gordon-Levitt, is surely going to go places. He has carried that smart, suave character so easily. Especially, the scene in which he tricks Ellen Page to kiss him, makes you go.. Aaaah! Also the subtle rivalry between his character, Arthur and that of Mr. Eames played by Tom Hardy is a delight to watch. The dialogues in any Nolan movie, have been its life, and so it is again in this one. There is humour, sarcasm, pain, fear, sheer thrill and a myriad of other emotions that flow out to you in each scene.

While Christopher Nolan delved into the thin line between a hero and a villain in his last venture, this time, he plays with dreams and reality, shaking the very foundations that make our lives normal.

The special effects used throughout the movie, are just so perfect, you can literally feel it, when the water just blasts through the dream of Cobb, when he gets dunked, right in the beginning. The other scene where Ariadne, (Ellen page) plays with the architecture, trying out different things, like folding the whole place on top of itself, or shattering a glass partition to make a whole new way, just scream of technical brilliance.

This movie is going to join the other brilliant works of this great director, and many other greats who didn’t just give us movies to watch, but gave us things to chew on and to contemplate. I so badly wish some of our own directors are given a resounding ‘kick’ and woken up from the dream they have been living so long. Sigh! So long guys!

I'm an actor! (Short story)

Sometimes life is strange! I just can't understand it. You feel you'll never make it anywhere, and suddenly you get an opportunity to make it big. Right there, out of nowhere that faint ray of hope enlarges into a big tunnel to your ambitions. And then when you have travelled a long way, with a lot of hope and happiness, you find out that the tunnel actually ends in a cliff! A very deep cliff! That is where I'm right now! At the edge, on the verge of falling into this abyss! All my hard work and effort are going to go down the drain. Aaaaargh! I can't believe it! How can this happen to me! And why should it happen to me at all?

In the beginning I wasn't making it. I knew that. I was nowhere in this wide ocean, and was swimming against the tide. I was a mere drop in the vast ocean. But you have to agree, I worked on it. I worked like hell on everything, right from my face, to my body language, accent, on every damn part of me, till I got it right! Till I could be called a decent actor! And I did make it big, didn't I! Weren't there papers that called me the next face of cinema?!

But now.. now that my fourth movie didn't make money, they want to blame it on me? What about the faulty script? The drab screenplay? Who the hell is that critic to blame it on me? What the hell does he know about acting, anyway??Does he know the grueling practice sessions, the acting school hardships? All he knows is to watch movies for free, happily sitting in a special couch and write the crap that he is asked to, depending on the amount he is paid by you-know-who! Critic he calls himself! Bah!

Acting! Acting is an art! I know.. I know it is the most clichéd line, but you have to accept it, that it is a fact! Acting Is an Art! Period!!

It is not just wearing the grease paint and going there and enacting the part given to you. You have to understand the soul of the character. You have to get under the skin of the character. Understand the layers of role. The emotions, the reactions.. everything. You have to keep digging into it, until.. until you just become the character! Yes! That is it! You just start living the role! If he laughs, you feel happy, if he is sad, you cry! If he has OCD, you wash your hands 5 times. If he gets hurt, it pains you. Yes, it is no longer him. He is you! An actor lives so many lives in his lifetime, people don't understand. It is difficult for others to understand. You stand on the stage with the limelight on you, hundreds of faces turned towards you, looking at each move, and then you understand what it is to be an actor!

What do people know?

And now.. now it pains. It is like some acid that is trickling down my throat. I can feel it burning every cell that it comes in contact with. My whole body is aching. It is like some poison running through my veins. I can feel its course over my body. Slowly it is spreading all over. Slowly.. very slowly. My eyes.. they are getting hazy. Eyelids are heavy.... My whole body is on fire. I cannot.. cannot take it anymore..

******

"Hey! Where is Vaibhav?"
"That weirdo? He said he was going to do a final rehearsal. Look in that room, he must be mumbling to himself.. it was a monologue."
"Ah.. there he is! Some rehearsal lying on the floor! Idiot!"