Are Dysfunctional Relationships The New Normal?

It’s difficult to label this movie as something that provokes an easy laugh. Rather it is the kind of movie that forces you to have a peculiar or uncharacteristic reaction that’s completely unnecessary, to begin with. And this aspect is the whole and sole of why Margot At The Wedding caught me off guard.

Besides the point, I specifically chose to write about the illuminating reality of conversations that bind the idiosyncrasies of two people in a kind of relationship that defines nothing but eccentric consequences. The characters walk in zig-zag lines to not only observe but shackle the bond of beauty itself into something self-serving and conceited. In short, you’ll find yourself bound to misery in its fullest dimensions. That is precisely what a dysfunctional relationship ought to explore as a deeply exhaustive yet thoughtful concept. Perhaps becoming unaffected to a point where showing little to no concern in matters besides yourself is the greatest normalcy of life, as we know it.


The clever insanity and indifference portrayed is not shocking but seems too real to be true. The kind of dispassion each character provokes in another through brutal honesty and constant justification humiliates the conventional families that are often plotted on-screen.

This same logic applies to Noah Baumbach’s The Meyerowitz Stories (New and Selected).

I loved the unorthodox display of unanswered affection and unresolvable temperaments of each character. At this point, I feel a part of me exists as all the characters in the movie, including Malcolm, Ingrid, Jim, and Pauline. Margot and Claude taking the leading positions in my frame of mind.

In whichever way the concept of “family” is portrayed in this movie, it certainly sticks, in my way of thinking, as the epitome of perceiving the out-of-the-ordinary as completely familiar and relatable. There’s more than just seeing, but feeling the characters unravel in front of your eyes in-between the socially awkward, yet seductive, language of storytelling. And that’s one of the expert functions of good films like Noah Baumbach’s Margot At The Wedding and The Meyerowitz Stories (New and Selected). Both exquisite tools of knowing how often people wish to be confronted by their harsh and unwavering realities, within their own limits, regardless of how much or how little they care for it.

Why I Look Forward To Hidden Figures

Gaining incredible spotlight, if you’re up-to-date on the reading, Hidden Figures is one of those upcoming movies that speak of an untold story from history about the great and prominent achievements that were found in making an auspicious change in the lifestyle of many. Not to my surprise, Hidden Figures is also an upcoming book that tells a remarkable story of a group of female scientists who were significantly behind the biggest and most influential advances in aeronautics, in the 1940s era.

What this movie tells is the proud story of a solid team of African-American women who aid NASA by providing them with crucial mathematical data in the context of making a startling change for so many black women who enjoyed their long careers within the community. According to a recent article published in The Guardian, it was pointed out in the book that just 2% of black women got a university degree and more than half became teachers. And only a few broke down their “chosen” paths to join NASA to become serious mathematicians.

According to the Hidden Figures website, hundreds of women worked as “human computers” for the NACA, former NASA, from the 1930s through the 1980s. This website encourages The Human-Computer Project that strives and has accomplished great to recover hundreds of names and legacy for all female scientists, data analysts, mathematicians, and engineers who worked at NASA during that time. It is a solid effort to bring to light what has been forgotten, or not given enough importance today.

Hidden Figures highlights the lives of those black women who paved the way, being steadfast and true to the end, during one of the biggest advances in aeronautics, and other influential moments that made the 20th century what it stands for today. Katherine Johnson, is an African-American physicist, space scientist, and mathematician, born in 1918. She’s been a part of many major space programs that also took a giant leap during the moon landing, a fact that remains unknown, until now. She wasn’t alone. There was a proud team of all-female and all-black scientists behind every major space program during that time. That’s what Hidden Figures is built to portray so contemptuously and with such single-hearted commitment.

And that’s why I am looking forward to this movie releasing in 2017. I will, most probably, read the book first, like I always do, but I might hold off a bit more just to read it at the right time when this movie releases so the spirit instilled in their story and their hard work is still alive when I sit with cheese and salted popcorn with a Red Bull can, to watch it passionately in the cinema.

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I didn’t choose to write about this movie, specifically, because it speaks of the unforgotten and untold story of black NASA women. I chose this movie because this is the perfect kind of movie that the world must watch right now. It’s empowering and it keeps us reminded of the marvels that have happened in the past that have shaped our present and future. Things are rapidly transforming from one generation to the next, but what stays are such brilliant biographical films about strong, intelligent, and beautiful people in the world. It inspires us to do more, be more, and give back more. Because what’s knowledge when it’s not passed on to others?

Coming from a time when African American women were barred from studying in colleges, they were unable to be literate, forget about being educated. They were kept from being confident enough to tell their own story. And this destitution had been passed on from generation to generation until women like Katherine Johnson, Dorothy Vaughan, Mary Jackson, and countless more who fought for their rights and place in the world. These were the women who never stopped striving, to find a way to face their own lifestyle choices in a way that it meant to go against whatever bias came their way. How can such a movie that reflects such brilliant principles not be interesting and inspiring for anyone?

Such movies boast of great sense and capability, at work and in a person’s personal life. When applied to making a change, being a woman who’s looked at as something meant to fulfill an already-decided duty, this untold and true story is heartening and conversable for all. That’s why I chose to write about Hidden Figures.

The Act of Beeping

Greetings to the Indian Censor Board and all those supporting the official ban of the words like vagina, boobs, fuck, shit, ass, penis, dick, sex, oral, and many more related words.
Have you guys ever been in a situation where you’re not sure about the feelings that you get in situations? If you do, then you can totally resonate with me. I feel not feel the same way.
Just a heads-up, this article is neither going to condemn the Indian Censor Board nor is it going to praise it. Consider this article as a declaration of an individual’s point of view. For those of you who are not so omniscient about what I’m writing, this is what it is. I’m writing about the conception that is proposed by our some of our people about words like vagina, boobs, fuck, shit, ass, penis, dick, sex, oral, and many more related words, are beeped in movies shown in theatres and on televisions in India. Such beeping practices are not only exercised in India but in other countries as well. But I’m an Indian, so I have the liberty and right to declare my point of view about what’s happening in India.
The beeping has been leaning on many movies since a long, long time and many of us do throw the intolerable sounds when sex or shit gets beeped in a movie. Some of us even laugh at the stupidity. Want to know what it makes me do? Scream out that particular beeped word, right at that time, a thousand times over and over; regardless of sitting in a theater or at home. My action is not an offensive reaction, but a very supportive response. While I support all those words, I do not support the beeps. Not even for a second. The beeping attitude that many families have adopted is too narrow-minded, even for a kid. In the persisting culture, many minds are still inflexible. And while it is surprising that they are, those many minds are culturally destitute of adaptability. People do not want to change.

I am not going to complain about this singular kind of breed, but I’m enunciating what is right with the openness attitude towards words such as sex or boobs or related sentences, and what is “apparently” wrong with it.
It’s a headache to explain everything when it’s crystal clear to everyone.

First of all, the human mind functions in mysterious ways and one of them is reverse psychology. The one thing that you’re suggested not to do is the only thing that you’ll desire most of. When there is a beep to sex, it’s more desirable to the human mind. And the more people have “sex”, the more it is going to be publicly “beeped”. Ironically, what the ban is set out to do, it’s impacting the exact opposite of it. It’s antithetical.

Second of all, it’s literally offensive when people with boobs and penises, having sex and shitting are banning words that are too characteristic to even care about. What I mean by that is nobody pays heed to beep words like eyes, mouth, toes, eating, playing….etc. so why bother with words that are more personal? Is it because it’s personal? I don’t think so. This is the extent to where our country travels in terms of reciting and then not accepting.

Would it make a difference if words weren’t beeped? Yes, in so many ways. In terms of educating, being more compassionate and omniscient about the world in which we’re shitting in with boobs and men with dicks, in terms of adjusting to different conditions and situations, and finally, not letting somebody else interfere in whomever’s way of thinking.
If not through movies, let’s support words that are otherwise beeped in movies. Human characteristics like boobs, a dick, a penis, ass, butt, cleavage…etc. should be considered characteristic only. There is a fine line and we ought to be more harmonized by it. And other words that are beeped like sex, fuck, shit…etc. are what we should be used to subscribing ourselves to.

Changeling: The Times in 1928

Changeling, based on true events, is one of the most provocative movies liberated on-screen. The movie begins as a story of a single mother, bound by her lonesome life, caring for her little boy and providing for her home. There is no defined direction to this movie as the story becomes more than just about the mother and her missing child: it transforms into a tragedy of struggle, and frustration.

There is a war between the powerful and powerless that’s taking course in the movie. To watch this movie is to live forever in the dark. I couldn’t understand the why, but I was looking for the where. This movie conveys fortunate when unfortunate is all it’s got. It represents life when death is all around. It gives hope when disappointment is all that’s felt. And I feel miserable when I wish I had something less miserable to focus on. Changeling is based on a true story and it’s heartbreaking as it is courageous. It is frustrating as it is foreseeable. The impact of the press was given much importance in the script of the movie, as it was years ago in reality. To read was to believe. That was the wave of influence that newspapers had on their readers.


Even though the scenes in the movie were easy to grasp, there was something missing that needed to be found. This movie confused me into believing the hard truth but only for something that is so easy to understand. The characters played in this movie are justified and their motives plausible. The way each person is carefully given personality makes Changeling well illustrated. There is no time-killing pointlessness in the movie and the story felt as real as it could be. The expectations that were dictated by the plot seemed well-defined by the actors, especially Jason Harner (as Gordon), who’s acting was completely crazy and up-to-the-par of the movie. As much as I love Angeline Jolie (as Christine) and John Malkovich (as Reverend Gustav), they both completely surpassed their designated scripts as opposing to the way this movie was made out to be seen. The actors fit well with the kind of cinematography the director wanted to accomplish.

The way Changeling was staged, with women given utmost fashion and cultural responsibility, while men given more of a formal responsibility made me feel like this movie knows what it’s up against: an era at the cusp of an evolution. The story was made out to be very queer and hysterical- emotionally and foreseeable- fundamentally.

Changeling is not changed but the growth of mentality. I wished that the silent struggle would come to an end, but it never did. Changeling is the fight between love and hope; between what is lost and why. Changeling characterizes misery the way ice melts and fire burns; it’s inevitable. I’ve lived in this movie and after it. And in the end, the light in the darkness was the darkness itself.

Changeling changed the change by justifying truth when lie was all they’d got. It showed the sufferings are not felt, they’re understood and that is what makes the soul go mad.