Sivaji The Boss 2 - Raymond Chandran xD

I know these is a mighty late posting about it. By right, I should doing this post back to last week, and ya. You got the answer, ima lazy ass, thats why i'm late again here. I have being addicted watching movie on MP4, "[school work how?], na.. make it be later." this was always the usual reason i get used to tell my own. Well then I got my time enjoyed nice in the library last week, not books over, but palm gadget. [grin] This time I was not went to an anonymous for movie, and yes, by peeps which I met near around my table, he's mongolian. Sometime I found difficulties to communicate with foreign students, reason, ya we speak engrish affected by various cultural long way come through. However hands, movement, face reaction are the best for us to deliver the messages. Okay. I had asked for movie from him whereafter. Last, I choosen Slumdog Millionaire.

Jamal

Latika

Jamal, Latika, Salim

I'm once in this age before.

Lets move, Dance.

The thing about ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ is that it is not specifically about life in the slums or about millionaires, nor is it about India or gameshows or making Bollywood into a new western movie genre. It’s about something much deeper, more universal, something that transcends class, caste or culture, and has everything to do with what weight one’s basic humanity has in this massified, globalized world of glitz and information.

The key question the film asks : what do we know and how do we know it? Is culture organized to reinforce deeply unjust divisions and exclusions, to strip certain individuals of the opportunity to access the knowledge that makes a successful, secure life truly possible? Do such exclusions mask their own deficiencies, by depending as much on the upkeep of personal bias and deliberate exclusion as they do on discounting the value of certain unfortunate fellow human beings?

‘Slumdog Millionaire’ explores, in ways at times subtle and complex, at others very much apparent and brutal, this problem of keeping the unfortunate other from being a fellow human being at all. But the movie does not limit itself to issues of class or ethnicity, bias or brutality; instead, it takes us through the intricacies of how a person’s life is also the living of a mode of forming, acquiring and organizing knowledge.

To some degree, maybe it is possible to say, we are the knowledge that we find, create or pull together from sometimes dangerous or problematic experiential sources. The fire of knowledge, the incendiary power of information, and of the competition to get near it, is the substance of the plot-line. The emotional attraction is of course the persecution and the none-grittier lifelong romance, but these are more setting for the telling of a different story than they are the central point.

What is the value of a given map of perception, of an experience, of a particular human being’s approach to knowing about the world? What is the value, for long-term memory and knowledge formation, for resilience of the self deep into the confusion of future circumstance, of this glance or that gaze, of this betrayal or that slip from the center? How to know when to run for the horizon? To betray the betrayers? How to interpret the claims and vestiges of strength to see clearly where it has failed and where it is possible at all?

Is there any truth at all aside from the fact of knowing someone can be trusted? Feeling it? Believing it? It may be about how we disguise ourselves in uses, roles, obligations, the seeming fact of having no choice but what there is. It is written. Maybe it is written in the character, the capacity of vision, the way one finds to bridge the gaps.

The story teaches us a great deal, if we are willing to look, and to learn a little of the backstory, the political and ethnic tension, the demographics of Mumbai, about India’s evolving into a postmodern hornet’s nest of conflicting interests, values, classes and needs. It reminds us that sometimes luxury and entitlement stand in the way of the vital needs of many more people than we can imagine. There are flashes where one asks: how many people live in those absolutely massive slums they show us?

But the story is really about how love and misfortune can be intertwined, how they can feed from each other, how they make up the fabric of a life lived either fatefully or with creative determination. We find the saturation of experience, how ultimate knowledge is beyond us, how in places of transit, we find firm footing and the reversal of slippages from the center we seek to hold, but the finding is always precarious and requires faith and determination.

Jamal’s most character-shaping moments involve either a poised determination, or faith in the outcome being what it should be. This allows him to take the gamble that may seem far-fetched, or unlikely to work out, but makes sense only if we understand the hardened approach to faith and trust, making what you believe, make the best outcome out of your best chances.

Another sub-story we trace through Jamal’s character, which contrasts dramatically with his surroundings, is the power that comes from not swearing allegiance to money or status, the strength that comes from having other, more human concerns that take priority. This is how Jamal is able to keep at his quest, to represent the best part of humanity in a world fraught with chaos and violence.

I have my own questions here :
Where is the peace would be exisiting between muslim and hindu or (anti - muslim) in India?
[Recap : Mumbai dangerous at the previous moment]



Ps. I would like to introduce this movie to guys as well. If let says his exisiting was none in India, this movie probably were not here.

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi મોહનદાસ કરમચંદ ગાંધી, (2 October 1869 – 30 January 1948) was the pre-eminent political and spiritual leader of India during the Indian independence movement. He was the pioneer of satyagraha—resistance to tyranny through mass civil disobedience, firmly founded upon ahimsa or total non-violence—which led India to independence and has inspired movements for civil rights and freedom across the world. Gandhi is commonly known around the world as Mahatma Gandhi or "Great Soul", an honorific first applied to him by Rabindranath Tagore, and in India also as Bapu (Father). He is officially honoured in India as the Father of the Nation; his birthday, 2 October, is commemorated there as Gandhi Jayanti, a national holiday, and worldwide as the International Day of Non-Violence.

Gandhi first employed non-violent civil disobedience while an expatriate lawyer in South Africa, during the resident Indian community's struggle for civil rights. After his return to India in 1915, he organized protests by peasants, farmers, and urban labourers concerning excessive land-tax and discrimination. After assuming leadership of the Indian National Congress in 1921, Gandhi led nationwide campaigns to ease poverty, expand women's rights, build religious and ethnic amity, end untouchability, and increase economic self-reliance. Above all, he aimed to achieve Swaraj or the independence of India from foreign domination. Gandhi famously led his followers in the Non-cooperation movement that protested the British-imposed salt tax with the 400 km (249 mi) Dandi Salt March in 1930. Later he campaigned for the British to Quit India. Gandhi was spent a number of years in jail in both South Africa and India at different time periods.

As a practitioner of ahimsa, he swore to speak the truth and advocated that others do the same. Gandhi lived modestly in a self-sufficient residential community and wore the traditional Indian dhoti and shawl, woven with yarn he had hand spun on a charkha. He ate simple vegetarian food, and also undertook long fasts as a means of both self-purification and social protest.

"There are always questions more powerful than answer" I said it at all time
A strong statement that I most like about here. I will do my best in future to give out my hand for social need, as children's aid society program is one of the stick into plan.

- For godsake -