When was the last time you walked into a cinema hall, enjoyed the movie, laughed

and none of it was because of impractical mention of your sex organs?

Or when was it that you enjoyed the wit in dialogues? Or didn't feel guilty for
coming with a brain to watch the movie?
Or, when was the last time people clapped during the movie, and it wasn't becaus
e some steroid junkie smashed a car or kicked a zillion men in mid air?
When was it that the movie revolved around love, but didn't have a drunkard supe
rstar or small town touchy innocent girl?
When was the last time when there were no camera angles zooming in on the actres
s' bust?
When was it that there was a movie, which dealt with its core subtly, with no ea
rth stalling shenanigans?
I'm sure it was long ago, or maybe not at all for many of us. But you see, this
dearth of quality has got us too cynical. Or, the longevity to find black and wh
ite morality, that not many things fit our custom soap box of 'non offensive' ma
terial. Quite amazingly, we bend over backwards to allow a film maker to explore
creativity in the form of protagonist either flying in air, beating the gravity
and velocity of bullets to shoot down a herd of bag guys in a few seconds, with
out even a tinge of recoil from the gun. Another form is, to have picturesque lo
cations and the lead couple showing off dance moves to cows grazing grass on som
e foreign land.
Safe to say, we've allowed to weave a healthy,thriving,self corroding form of fi
lm making with a promised viewer ship. There are demi gods, with dedicated follo
wers making sure favorable Twitter hash tags trend for a week at least.
While demi gods are allowed, gods have been avoided. Even in the general hierarc
hy, god wield more superiority than a puny demi version created by the GOD himse
lf. Dare anyone question this sanctity. Dare anyone talk about this God we've cr
eated for us, us who worship the demi god who , maybekills a poor homeless on on
e of the fun days.
I'm not sure where the boundary is, which decided the acceptable issues in our m
ovies, but sure enough we kept religion out. It wouldn't be harmful though, to h
ave a new arena, to play a bit with it to. There's need to slack up a bit. Loose
n up a few muscles to smile more and frown less. There is no need to go Sparta o
n anything and everything that isn't of the same color as you. And for something
as mighty as God, he surely doesn't need your backlash or diktats to protect hi
m,dear terribly torn insecure human on the inside. That poor kid with the garbag
e sack, or that frightened girl in the midst of horny men ina bus are the right
candidates for security Z+. Find that insecurity in you, that fault in your soci
ety, or that fatality in your habitat that needs a fix, instead of wasting time
writing death notes to authors, film makers or artists. If you really can't iden
tify yourself with the idea expressed, or appreciate the aptness of it, please m
ake do with accepting it as the directors flirting with creativity. As much as i
shq wala love is justified, Bhagwan wala Ram is too!
Your sentiments are tender and mentality rigid, the right way is the opposite wa
y.
(This is an expression after an exposure to compounded stupidity and pathecity o
ver PK. Not an open letter, not a slap response. Shrewd conclusions over each an
d every bit of movie, knick knacks over 'bias' of 'insult' is the worst outcome
for an above average attempt by a movie)
?#?Heisenberg?