There's something about this dude Night Shyamalan that puts me off. For one, I think he grossly overrates himself, for another, he takes us desis for granted and talks down constantly! This is seriously annoying. We ask for it, of course. Whoever thought him worthy of a Padma Shri in the first place? The guy shows up to receive the national award like he is doing INDIA A FAVOUR! He claims he had never heard of the honour in the first place .... but what the hell, he deigned to accept it. Oh the timing wasn't too bad, either. He could plug his new movie, hire a publicist to give all those lofty interviews, and generally behave in an obnoxious way. We, of course, took it! Nobody gave him tight. Not even when he asked who Amitabh Bachchan was, and pretended never to have heard Shah Rukh Khan's name! Oh puh leeze. Go away!
Now that his film has tanked, maybe Night will come down from his high horse. We are sick and tired of being patronised by him. He has got the worst reviews and even Hollywood is beginning to tire of all his boasting. Sure. I see dead people. I see him!!
Lalu the Blogger! I adore Lalu, and I hope his blog is as sexy as he is! Haven't checked it out so far. But love the idea of Lalu letting the world know what's going on under that thatch of hair. If Rabri also starts her blog, they'll really rock the world, those two.
Meanwhile, there are cribs galore. The lovely Tasneem Mehta was complaining about the Mayor of Mumbai asking her to change the name of the Bombay School of Art to the Mumbai School of Art. Vexed and visibly upset, Tasneem wanted to know how a generic name could be changed to suit a narrow political agenda. " Can the Impressionists be called by any other name all of a sudden?" she demanded. Yes, honey. If they were Maharashtrians.