Vesper

I dedicate this post to Vesper Lynd, the Bond-girl's character played by Eva Green in the movie Casino Royale. Watching this character closely unraveled to me a new dimension, as far as movie watching is concerned. So here goes...

One watches movies, and then, one WATCHES movies. In the former case, the frames of the movie flash past you, just like your life does, and the popcorn gets over. If the movie is spectacular, good even, you find the movie spectacular, or good. The movie gets over, you step out of the theater, or your room, and you go about life like you did 2-3 hours ago, before you started watching the movie. Just in case the movie was good, your mood might be a bit uplifted as a result. 

Now, in the latter case, when you actually WATCH a movie, things become a little different. Firstly, let me make clear what I mean by WATCHING, not watching a movie. When you WATCH a movie, you listen to every, I mean EVERY word uttered throughout the duration of the movie. Each frame of the movie embeds itself in your head. Not a single effect goes unnoticed under your nose. And believe me, it is amazing how much of a movie an ordinary movie watcher misses each time he/she puts his/her precious time into watching a movie.

I'd like to get over the boring topics first, and hence I shall talk a bit about the dialogues in movies, and also a bit about camera-angles. Nah.. I'll chuck the camera-angles part. Each and every movie, no matter the language, always has at least one dialogue that stays with the viewer. That is unless of course the movie is not a Silent-film, or that the movie is very horrendously made, as far as dialogue-writing is concerned. If one happens to notice, that one memorable line in the movie, is usually that of the villain. For instance, I shall quote my favorite one...

"Why so serious? Let's put a smile on that face."

 And now, I shall come back to the reason I started to write this post. The reason why I started to write this post is... wait for it.... wait for it.....

Eva Green's breasts! No, I'm serious!

Presenting to you, the Algerian Love Knot

Guys, I say this out of experience... Trying to peep over doesn't improve the view one bit. Alas! And yes! That necklace she's wearing, it's called the Algerian Love knot. And the man who gave that necklace to her, boy, "He is a lucky man".

I happened to stumble upon Casino Royale out of utter joblessness, and also because I never had a fortune to watch the movie completely. And OH YES! It was worth it.

There are few ladies, that have enraptured me with their beauty, few of whom I happened to have the fortune of sharing breathing space with. Then, there are those, whom I dream of sharing breathing space with. And then, I saw Eva Green in her backless dress in Casino Royale, and forgot everything about the former mentioned categories of women. Not completely true, but BAMBOOZLED I was, if not anything else, at the sight of this lady, more so her bosoms. The way they hung, I could feel my eyeballs hanging onto dear life inside their sockets! Hats off to sculptors who embody their imaginations onto marble and clay.

So lost was I in admiration, that my helplessness spurred me to contemplate about the male admiration for a woman's breasts, and other smooth looking objects in general.Thankfully, my better sense prevailed, and I decided to let go of such fruitless contemplations. But WOW! I sure as heaven would like to know what draws us creatures from Mars, towards the chasms on Venus!

The next thing I would like to discuss is about fathers. More so, about sons and fathers. I call it "That Awkward Moment". Rather "Those awkward moments".

It is that time when a romancing scene is going on on the screen, and a father and his son happen to share the misfortune of each other's company.

Normally, Sunday afternoon is "nap-time" for my dad. I was watching Casino Royale with my eyes glued to the TV screen, for quite the obvious reasons. from nowhere, my dad wakes up, walks into the hall and sits on the sofa next to me. Is it pure misfortune, or is it pure coincidence, or both, I know not. But that exact moment, Mr. Daniel Craig and Ms Eva Green started snogging. In my head, I went like....

Wow! Who makes these images for me??

This is a universally problematic situation, I suppose. In the father's mind, the dialogue goes like 

Dad: "Shit! The kid watches this stuff. Damn! He knows about all this?? From the looks of it, he seems to be enjoying it! With him around, I can't even enjoy the scene! What nonsense!"

Son: "Screwed!! Dad's come! Hell! Act cool! Act cool! Act cool! Calm down! Stop tapping your foot like an idiot. You know what? Talk to him. Maybe that'll help. And meanwhile, the scene might just get over..."

This is the only situation when even Eva Green's breasts can't cure the problem. Mostly, the father and son look around everywhere except two places..

1) The screen

2) At each other

One of the father-son duo starts a random conversation about some topic that makes conversation starter regret the choice of topic for the conversation. Secretly, each one of the two hope that the other leaves the place, so that they could have the TV all to themselves, specially before the main scene gets over. That seldom happens. I'd even go to the extent that the father and the son, each cock-block the other from having the scene all to the other one. It's got something to do with the male ego. 

But somehow, the father-son duo get through the love-making scene on the screen, some way or the other, either by talking the whole time, or by staring here and there, or as in nowadays, by looking into their phone screens. Phew!