oh well what the hell

actually i did not mean the earlier blog to get published
as in i had not completed what i wanted to write
just instinctively i pressed cntrl s means it got off published
so i thought to myself oh well what the hell quite like mcwatt but i did not fly into the mountain after slicing whoever it was in two
hmmm
now i have to go and meet corporate dressing lady and then work on that story what a life
was reading up on paul edington and how he died of skin cancer
i thought skin cancer was the kind noone died of
but it sounded very sad
then today after gazillion years read the papers
i donot seem to have missed anything
vedi is hot in telugu
i just could not remember what it was
could only remember bisi is hot in kannada
and that lady in the baking class that called it bise belly bath!
la belle dame sans merci
what a laugh only
seems so long ago that i went for baking class
so sad only all the naked ladies at the fashion show
with their stretch marks, goosebumpy legs, mosquito bites and warts so not happening only
then now i forgot what i meant to write
oh yes i remember it is about far pavillions which is so boring, it is not funny
plodding along plodding along
watching the series reminds me of ploughing through the book
i remember reading it through the night and in the morning as dawn was breaking there was beautiful sight of rosy fingered dawn bathing rock on which a peacock sat
very nice and definitely better than the wretched book
ooooh i hope i dont have to give that talk on art
what can i say

yes minister

yes minister is still funny unlike the other stuff that we busted our guts over when we were younger so much younger than today
never needed anybody's help in anyway
stuff like mind your language and all
i remember reading ki nigel hawthorne who played Sir Humphrey Appleby was gay and is dead
and so is paul eddington dead i mean

stepford wives

what fun only the film was
and nicole kidman looks like brunette
i like that hair cut
am still plodding through victoria holt's judas kiss
still have not figured out why it is called that
stepford wives is written by ira levin
the same that wrote a kiss before dying which i read during my thesis work
and then when i saw baazigar i was suitably impressed with abbas mustan's reading
till that movie show revealed that they had lifted from a film of the same name
somehow cannot imagine filmy janta reading books!
that is so wicked
and snooty
but oh well what the hell
arindam is in mumbai
struggling for a break
am looking for black dahlia
i am sure the book would rock just like ellroy's l.a. confidential did
brain de palma is making film on it too
and he has gone on record to say he loves noir
i too
i feel it would be like chinatown
that was a simply rocking film
jack nicholson is so cool as jake gittes
and houston was too much as noah cross
polanski fought for a tragic ending with evelyn dying and wicked noah cross getting his dirty hands on the girl
i wish cross had died as well
i guess the whole thing abt noir is there are no easy endings
and noir is not just in look and feel but also in the whole philosophy