Your little christmas thriller..

Guess what I came across as I flipped through channels on a particularly boring Sunday evening? 1920- that flick made by someone, starring someone, which was screened in only a few some-some theatres, resulting in me never having heard of it. But surprise surprise!


The film is the same old thriller- a newly wed couple comes to a palatial home, to live in it and eventually break it and build a hotel. But there is something very strange and mysterious about the place- two previous owners have died under questionable circumstances (plus, it gives you the creeps!).


The movie gets its name from the fact that it is set in India during that period. Nice camera-work on present-day England to pass it off as India of that time. The film has everything that a film of this genre should have- sprawling and lonely mansion, isolation, bleak surroundings, maximum night-time scenes, (a weakish plot), but also something more. Granted that the exorcism part may hint it's a rip-off from the many Hollywood flicks of the genre, but what the heck, its a good watch, and WILL give you the goosebumps when you got to bed after watching it.

Merry Christmas folks!

Toothpaste Gyaan

Here's some highly classified info, capable of changing the very essence of your mornings..

Research has shown that buying a smaller sized toothpaste tube might be more feasible than the normal family-sized packs we usually buy. A big tube also has a bigger opening, which means more toothpaste comes out in each squeeze, as compared to smaller packs with smaller openings. Thus, while it might seem you are saving by buying double the quantity at a discounted amount, in reality it might not be worth it.

Awesome, eh?

Jamshedpur Chainsaw Massacre

Wow. There is market for slasher flicks in India.

And I don't mean Bollywood b-graders which show the killer's hand with a knife in the foreground and a whimpering victim in focus, and then cut to the killer's face sprayed with blood. I mean hardcore, gut-wrenching movies, showing beyond multiplex theatres filled with teenagers.

Manish suddenly announced today at lunchtime in the office that he had loaded a really cool movie in his N73, and I had to check it out. Of course it was called Wrong Turn 2. I sensed the obvious and declined the chance to throw up my dal-roti. But my warnings to the others only made them more curious. Fools, I thought.

But no, no one insisted on the movie being stopped- within 5 minutes Manish's phone was the cynosure of all eyes, including our Marathi-speaking peon. Only yours truly was trying hard to ignore the splash-gush-splurge sounds from the phone by turning her i-Pod the loudest she could.

No after-effects or curdpools after half an hour of the film. Only this from the peon: " Chi-chi.. as if Bush wasn't enough, they have such freaks in Amreeca. "