It is really tough coming across a good movie with all the 'fake storytellers' repeating the same mantra over and over again, just with different faces and new locations. It's all about who has the hottest body and who can belly dance best to a slutty song. Seriously, whatever happened to the art of drama?
But once in a while, a good movie totally sweeps you of the floor. Like it happened to me last night. Inkaar. Worth an hour and a half totally. Even if the oversized coke and nachos were missing.
It started off with two people tearing at each others throats, trying to hold on to the perfect job. But as the story moves on, it tells us how emotions evolved into one another. Two people, madly in love with each other, yet unable to love each other. Why? The world got involved. So what do the emotions to do? They don't just disappear into thin air thinking like, 'oh damn, we seem to be creating a huge scene here, so lets just go and bother someone else now.' NOOO. They decide to evolve into frustrations, so the two lovers start sleeping around with other people, yet creating more problems in their already screwed up lives. Result being they end up hating each other.
Lesson of the day. Denial, The worse possible way of killing your conscious through torture. Do not ever deny your feelings for another person, no matter what the situation may be, or how ever the world may pressurize you into walking past it. The feelings never really disappear, they just evolve into a more hurtful emotion. And creates more ugly baggage between you.
Admit it, accept it and deal with it.
I know I did.
