A Script..

My relationship with creative arts is kinda love hate, at times i hate to write, or create anything. At times I just indulge and immerse myself passionately in to creative processes.

the script posted here was written on the date and mood i can't remember, but I'm sure after watching Quentin Tarantino movies for a week i cameup with the idea of this mystery plot.

Have a read...

EXT. A QUITE PARK. DAY

it's an early morning. the bicentennial park is not
crowded yet. the air is chilly suggesting that the winter
is at the door step. it is also a windy day, tree tops
are dancing at the tunes of wind. somewhere in this quite
park a woman is knitting something from her yarn. she is
also humming along suggesting that she is very happy,
content and productive in whatever she is doing.
camera slowly retracts after establishing an early
morning, a quite park and a knitting lady.
in the next shot, which starts at the entrance of
bicentennial we can see an elegant and sophisticated old
man coming out of his car. he is elderly but agile. the
old man is dressed in three piece suit. he also has a
smoking pipe in his mouth, a golden watch in his pocket
and walking stick in his hand. The old man also has a
packet in his underarm. he locks his car and quickly
looks at the time. he briskly starts walking towards the
bench, where that knitting lady is still busy knitting
and humming.
the scene end here with wide shot, where we can see an
old man walking towards the lady in a quite park.
INT. KITCHEN. DAY
The scene starts with a close up a frying pen, somebody
breaks an egg in to the frying pan and camera slowly
zooms out. Now, we can see that a young lady is preparing
break fast, the camera does a haphazard reconnaissance of
kitchen. apart from messy kitchen wares what stand out is
the photograph of humming lady in a frame, on the top of
refrigerator. a man is his thirties walks in to the
frame, opens the door of freeze and gets a bottle of
juice out. he is in pajamas. he looks at the young lady,
who is bit conscious of the presence of the young man.
the young man, grabs the lady from behind and start
kissing on her neck. she tries to get way from man but
unsuccessfully. camera moves out the kitchen with gentle
moaning sounds in back ground. in the last of this scene
we can see that an retarded teen ager is laughing
violently while playing play station in the lounge room
of the same house. he has blood all over his shirt and a
slit in his wrist. camera also takes a quick note of a
disposable razor next to him.
fade out.

INT. BEDROOM. DAY

A heavily pregnant teenager girl is laying on her back
on the bed. she is starring at the ceiling. she looks
really depressed. she turns on her side after a while and
gets the coke powder out of her beg, grabs the framed
picture frame of the old man, who we have seen in the
park. she puts the powder on the frame and start
sniffing. we can see that she is on high and her mobile
is buzzing with a name on it, Rick calling. after a while
she stops drug abuse and runs to the toilet, the door
closes, we can hear flush of water. she comes out, picks
up the picture frame stares at it, and then starts
kissing the frame. after a little while she is crying,
with the same frame in her hands. in the last shot we can
see the saliva dropping on the frame. a close up of the
old man smiling in the photograph. camera leaves the
room.

EXT. BUSY STREET. DAY

Another old man, starkly opposite in appearance and
clothing then the old man we have seen in the first scene
is seen pushing a shopping trolley on the street of
kogarah. the trolley is full of all the imaginable
rubbish in it. this a moving home of the old man. she
picks up rages from the garbage bin. He is dirty, filthy
and melancholiac. the saliva is dripping from the corner
of his mouth. he parks the trolley at the end of the
street, sits next to the trolley on the ground. the train
passes by in the back ground. he grabs his wallet and
stares at the picture of the lady. we can hear the
humming of the lady in the park in the back ground. it's
her photograph though she is few years older now.the old
man neatly combs his hair, takes a pack of disposable
razor out of the trolley. hides the trolley and walks way
from the camera. the scene ends with another train
passing by.


EXT. A QUITE PARK. DAY

Camera is back to the park. however things have changed a
little bit now. the first shot is out of focus, with a
somebody is gulping from air in back ground. when camera
gets in to the focus we can see that the knitting lady is
off the bench, on the ground. the needle is in her
throat, and blood is flowing freely. she is dying and
gasping for air. camera without showing any sympathy
moves to the other end of park. it find the old man in
three pice suit on the ground with smashed face. the
packet next to him has a framed photograph in it. we can
see only half of the photo with old man in suit and
knitting lady. there is a hand around the shoulder of
knitting lady. a man's hand! the camera moves away
quickly from the crime scene. we can hear noise of
ambulance in the back ground.
EXT. STREET. DAY
the dirty old man is walking on the street with his
shopping trolley. soon after establishing this we can see
the young lady who was preparing break fast in second
scene is walking behind him. they don't notice each other
and keeps walking. the camera zooms in on the traffic
light which changes from amber to red.

finis

copyright- parth nanavati 2010

Gulaal- Khwhish Main Lipti Zarurat ki duniya

Anurag Kashyap Has done it again! After DEV-D, this talented film maker has embarked on a journey which might be remembered as Neo-Bollywood era. THe Bollywood has matured with age.
Story writers and directors have a better access to the world cinema. The sphere of expressions has expanded. Writings and story lines are more organized. Revelations are more provoking! Dynamics of those buried bad relationship, Concept of Kept and Ragging are blown away right on the faces of audiences. Here is the reality and face it! There is no escapism, no symbolism, just plain naked truth. Thats What GULAAL is all about.

As tons of reviews written about the film, characters, story line, actors etc. I'm not gonna to ponder in all those aspects. What I want to high light is a complete new style of film making, in Bollywood. Unconventional by Bollywood Standards Gullal draws a very thick line between Mediocrity, Melodrama and Realistic story telling. Protagonist is not Immortal , The lead girl is not next door dancing singing girl and life is not at all simple in this part of world. Skin and Sensuality are on surface. Dirty games and shifting loyalties are the buzz trends. Politics is a lot more than just contesting in elections![polldaddy poll=1725627]

The most remarkable style in this film is small, short scenes, sometimes totally irrelevant to the narrative, still successfully pushes the overall narrative. Another cool stuff is characters who have nothing to do with the main story line. Mix this with Piyush Mishra's Music, Lyrics and Excellent dialogues by AK, the product is Gothic Mystic eStyle of Bollywood noir.

" aage se right mat lena kyu ki hay hi nahi"
" aek bansuri wala rehta hay, aap bhi reh lo"
" tera bhai padayshi ullu hay usne koi course kiya hay"
" abe tu itna lamba jkaise ho gaya, isme kanoon ka hath hay"... The treat goes on and on.. The narrative travels in one trajectory, the visuals in other and film itself in third! Still everything comes together nice and intact.

Kudos to talented AK, Piyush and all actors. Music a different genre, Lyrics like " Angday lete Kabutar ki duniya O duniya Re" and "Khwahish main lipti Zarurat ki Duniya" Blows you away in the world oblivion.

Carry on Guys, We need a lot more than just a looser Hero!!

Dinner With Nikhil

This film it’s story, and most of it’s characters have came from sun soaked side streets of a dusty city in western India called Ahmadabad, they have also came from the rain drenched slums of Mumbai, and from the crowded, unreserved second class compartment of a train called Bhopal Express!

Somebody has said “you want laughter but where are your tears?” Like most of the comedies this story also has its roots in tragedy.

Making of a Comedy film is sometimes itself is a tragic process. What i meant is other people have a good laugh at you when you trying to make a comedy film in tragic situations. Here is a list of tragic situations Team DWN has gone through..

1. On the 1st day of filming, three crucial members of crew got lost in a Suburb called Strathfield (divided by ugly city rail tracks in two halves), one of the member went home, after he could not find the location.

2. on the second day of filming, we went to a wet cricket field, and struggled with nasty weather all day.

3. The last day of filming went four hours over then schedule and most of the actors have lost it!! result well I'll post it here

in nutshell WE HAD A FUN, a spirited, passionate TAFE film School crew, Indian subject acotrs and director who himself is a lead in the film, add bad weather plus dire finances and what comes ojut is Inde Film making Sydney Style.

My Facebook update has two words on the next day

"Disillusioned and Disoriented"

I guess it was a momentary feeling....Now back in business.

bookmark my blog page which i've intended to update on regular basis and we will share our passion of cinema RIGHT HERE till then..Sallam Namste

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