Ok well I’m gonna assume that Kim is a sucker for Bollywood, even though Trini teases the everloving shit out of her because most (not all) Bollywood movies are hella cheesy and basically direct rip offs of famous Hollywood movies with worse special effects and even cheesier/utterly hilariously awful crying scenes.
Except for any Sanjay Leela Bhansali film. He’s the only exception.
I imagine Kim could sing these songs to Trini a lot:
Re Kabiraby Tochi Raina, Rekha Bhardwaj (Yeh Jeewani Hai Deewani).
Anyways I don’t really watch Bollywood movies anymore but these are the songs (off the top of my head) that I love the most/are the most fun to party to.
If anyone wants to add to this list feel free. I am 100% in love with Kim being in touch with her Indian roots and I can totally picture her asking Trini to join her to Holi or Navratri, or to celebrate Diwali with her and her family. Also Kim has a massive family that welcomes Trini in as one of their own almost immediately.
ANYWAYS. Indian (specifically Gujurati) Kim is my life and I love her so much.
My mum says the first movie I ever saw was ROJA(1992). But I was a baby then [a film loving baby right from the beginning], so I barely have any memory of it. The first Tamil movie I vividly remember watching is BAASHHA(1995) and coming back home all starry-eyed only to keep repeating those dialogues like a maniac for a long long time [don’t forget those glasses, I did that too]. I don’t think my mum ever regretted introducing me to movies so much until then— and to this day, it still continues!!
what do you think of Something New (2006)? And what is your fav. film that features an interracial love story (doesn't have to be black and white)? PS: Your love for Agnes Varda is truly beautiful. Viva Varda!
It’s been a long time since I watched it but I remember thinking it was cheesy but pretty cute and that Simon Baker was hot. Also the one thing I REALLY remember from that movie is that I saw it with my sister and she was so annoyed that Sanaa Lathan’s character (who was a lawyer) ended up with a gardener. LOL
There are so many good movies with interracial love stories! Personal favourite is probably Bend It Like Beckham because that movie is just so sweet and perfect but I also love Mississippi Masala (this one doesn’t feature a black/white pairing but a black American/Ugandan of Indian descent pairing!), 35 Shots of Rum, Strange Days, and 2 Days in New York. The Edge of Seventeen and Belle are also really sweet.
I loved, loved, LOVED the diversity in Wonder Woman. The supporting characters included Sameer, an Indian man, and Chief, a Native American man, and you hardly ever see Indian and Native American people as the immediate supporting gang in a movie! There were black Amazon warriors and a senator, and background Indian characters in regular scenes!!!
I loved it because as an Indian, normally there are no Indian characters anywhere lmao
Okay so the title is pretty bad, and the acting is sometimes stilted, and not all the dialogue works AND it has my least favorite trope in queer cinema (the “out yourself immediately or i’m dumping you” trope) - BUT… there’s still a lot I love about this. And it’s not just that Lisa Ray is so so so gorgeous. (But…she is.) It’s beautifully shot. Fabulous costumes and scenery/set design. I love that this movie manages to feel very light even while showing the trouble these women have in bridging their worlds - Tala, the daughter of wealthy Palestinian Christians living in Jordan and Leyla, a British Indian from a working-class Muslim family living in London. The development of their relationship is charming and satisfying and all comes to a happy end in Sarif’s semi-autobiographical movie.
i have decided where the australians go in wonder woman (2017) and also general ludendorff’s plan would have failed (though i feel that was already obvious so it is secondary)
so. i love wonder woman. i’ve seen it twice now, and spent hours ruminating on it, and thinking about the tanks (there are two tanks in the movie. one is german, one is british and a mark IV I believe, that’s the one diana holds over her head. this is irrelevant, even if it was cool).
loved it. loves it. more emotional truth than accuracy, a new look at ancient war. shows indians in the british army. shows POC in the british army. shows the young boys of the british and german armies.
no Australians, Canadians or New Zealanders. technically part of the british army but by 1918 (when the film is set) there’s the separate Canadian Army Corps, the Australian Army Corps, and the New Zealanders are off hanging out with the Welsh, but they’re trying.
so, John Monash, right. Homeboy. side-eye champ 1914 - 1919.
Jewish. First Commander Australian Army Corps. First man knighted in the field since the last one, two hundred years beforehand. Had a mistress, loved his wife, that was okay, it was 1918. Hated war. “Fuck war,” Monash said, upon the war being over. Very creative, thorough, exacting planner. In a war where battles lasted months, he planned the Battle of Hamel - an intricate web of troop and tank and plane movements that was a thorough success, and only ran three minutes overtime. In July 1918. Nice. Not the city, like nice, in the sense of….good. As I said, Hamel.
Smart dude. Sneaky guy. Encouraged initiative in his troops. Australian troops (and Kiwis, but idk much about them and they were, as stated above, chilling with the Welsh) were often more tightly knit and had stronger bonds as the men weren’t swapped and chopped and changed out of their battalions as much as they were in the British (that is, English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh) army.
October 1917, the Russkies have their second revolution and pull out of the war. The Germans (because Austro-Hungary is sort of just -
dead) decide to launch one last MASSIVE attack on the Allied forces, called the Spring Offensive. All the Germans who were on the Eastern front (fighting the-Empire-formerly-known-as-Russia) are shipped over to the Western front in preparation. The Spring Offensive offends greatly. They throw EVERYTHING they have at the Allies and force them back across every inch of land the Allies gained since 1914, and Haig (the main British General in the film) was like, “Shit’s fucked, we need to fight or we will LITERALLY DIE.” So they fought, and halted the German march. And then for most of summer, everyone just chilled in their trenches; the Germans running low on boots, food, supplies, and men, as unrest built back in Germany.
The line the Allies were holding was crooked. Now, Johnny-boy Monash hates a crooked line. He’s an engineer in real life. Hates a crooked line. He’s under orders to chill, to not do anything.
“Boys,” he said, or did not say. “We’re gonna straighten the line.”
“Sir,” they said. “We were told not to straighten it. We were told to chill.”
“Oh right,” said Monash, winking. “Don’t straighten it. Just….peacefully penetrate the Germans, and if that happens to fix the line up, so be it.”
“Ah right, sir, we see,” they said. “Wink.”
So the Australians began, in platoons and small groups, to sneak over to the German side, capture the troops there and consolidate the position. They did it at night. They did it during the day. At one point, a couple of mates noticed that the German line was unusually quiet, snuck over, realised all the troops were asleep in the summer heat, and captured them as they snoozed. And lo, the line was fixed.
“Oh look,” said Monash. “The line is fixed. Now we can try my plan to capture Hamel, in the battle of Hamel. There’s going to be motorbikes and tanks with bells on them. It’s going to be sick.” (It was).
So, the Australians did show initiative. My point is
a) due to the pathetic, tragic condition of the German army following the Spring Offensive of 1918, film!Ludendorff was utterly delusional in his belief they could continue with the war even with a new poison gas. Because what happens if you drop a bunch of gas on London? You have to deal with the fresh American troops pouring through who want a piece of the action.
b) In the scene where the Allies take the town of Velt, the trench troops show initiative and daring when they follow Diana, Steve and the Ragtag Bunch of Misfits ™ across No Man’s Land. They were not ordered by high command to do so. Ergo, to both further demonstrate the international nature of World War I (there’s a reason New Zealand memorials say “from the uttermost ends of the earth”), and reference some of the frontline initiative displayed by the AAC, I wish they’d had that trench full of Aussies.
Oh yeah and do you know how much I love Amarendra Baahubali’s devotion and love towards his mother? Western media ridicules a son being dedicated to his mother in any way (all those ugly ‘momma’s boy’ jokes ugh) and basically acts like being flippant and dismissive towards the woman who dedicated herself to raising you and gave you life is the only way a Man™ should conduct himself and I’m glad that this movie blasts that to bits.
Why is it that I have yet to see dark skinned Indian women being the main character in an Indian movie or show and most of the background dancers in Indian movies are white… Why is that??? This is why so many brown people struggle with their self imagine.. Show more dark skinned desi people and stop trying to tell us that being light skin is the answer to all of our problems or being of darker skin complexion is ugly!! Beauty comes in every color!! Don’t try to tell us otherwise
after seeing that tumblr post of someone telling their story about how much diego luna being in star wars rogue one meant to them and their father I decided to share my story of why riz ahmed being in rogue one meant so much to me. i am 50% white 25% indian and 25% pakistani. growing up i went to small private school which was probably 99% white kids and 1% non white kids. i remember one time in 1st grade a group of kids in my class got into an argument on how to pronounce my last name. i have an indian last name. they made fun of how it sounded and they made fun of the other ways it could be pronounced. my first name is also indian and in further grades id be teased for it too. from as long as I could remember i was so embarrassed and so insecure to be part indian/pakistani. i used to cry about it as a five year old. A FIVE year old. when i was 6 i went to india for the first time and had to take off two weeks of school. i remember not wanting to tell any of my classmates where I was going but my teacher announced it. as a six year old, being so ashamed of a huge part of who you are is terrible. it feels terrible. around 8th grade is where i started to realise there was close to no indian/pakistani representation in hollywood. if there was, it was an extremely stereotypical role or such a tiny role you could miss it. i wanted there to be a brown skinned main character in an american tv show I watched so so badly, or a brown skinned superhero in a marvel movie, or a brown skinned main character in ANYTHING.. skip to the past couple years. priyanka chopra getting cast as the main character in quantico meant so much to me. if im not mistaken she was one of the (if not THE) first indian woman to be cast as the main character in an american tv show. dev patel, the impact he’s made on hollywood, meant. so. much. to. me. seeing slumdog millionaire win best picture at the oscars, as a 10 year old I almost cried I was so over joyed that an indian movie where they speak partly in hindi actually won. riz ahmed, the first time I saw him was in nightcrawler. I didn’t even know he was in it, it was just exciting to see that representation in film like that alongside jake gyllenhaal. all these little or big parts these indians or pakistanis have gotten in hollywood over the past few years, all of them meant so much to me. that gets me to riz ahmed being in rogue one. it even meant a lot to my dad. seeing this diversity, in a star wars movie, one of the biggest franchises in the world, and one of me & my dads favorite things in the world all through out growing up. representation MATTERS. when i was growing up, if there was an indian superhero, or a pakistani main character in star wars like there is now, maybe i would’ve loved who i was a little bit more. I needed someone like me to look up to as an 8 year old. in the past couple years ive learned to truly love my indian/pakistani side so so so much, it’s my favorite thing about myself. im saying all this and telling my struggles as just a 50% non white. if I felt like this as still half white, then you can only imagine how 100% indians or any other race must feel. representation matters!!! im so glad the steps hollywood film and shows have made over the past few years to bring more representation to our screens. but, it needs to be more & im excited to see how much more there will be in hollywood in the future
this is ~kinda~ long overdue but here i am! here’s a little bit about me:
- my name is arkham
- i’m 17
- i’m from malaysia, and i’m chinese and indian
- i’m trilingual: english, mandarin, and malay
- i love love LOVE indie music and movie soundtracks (i listen to that mostly when i study)
- my favorite subject is history, and my least is maths but i’m trying to improve on that, hence, the studyblr