Butter Rotti and luscious Chikken Tikka Masala at Zaitoon, the night cafe in the campus. Reading Age of Reason and Wavelet Tour of signal Processing interchangeably till 4'O clock in the morning. Read the novel for some time and change over to Wavelets for some time; come back to the novel -- my contemporary exercise! At 4 A.M., in the brahma-muhurtham, when all the Aarsha Bharathiya Indians would wake up, I went to sleep.
A man who is half-human and half-machine. He is fighting -- for justice or injustice was not very clear. His forefinger in the right arm is a gun with which he can kill anyone standing kilometers apart. He kills at least two people, both of whom are very important in the country, maybe a minister or an official or so. He executes these killings from distance using his gun in the arm. Who is the killer? Police starts investigation. This is not a Malayalam movie. The police officers are as good as the hero (or villain?). And there are more than one police officers. Probably three. They investigate thoroughly. They follow the leads very intelligently. The best police officer in Malayalam movies is belittled by their performance. But our hero is no full-human. He leaves no trace to himself in any crime scene. In fact, he meets the police officers. They don't even suspect him. The story goes on. Gun fights, shoot-outs, cars collide, everything is in fire. The country goes to hell. They can't catch a single man! There was an important meeting between the officials and politicians and police officers. The hero is present. All the police officers are present. They discuss and have no clue. The hero is about to leave for some "operation". One of the police officers starts talking something. He logically deduces a few things. The hero gets perplexed. In a very tense moment, with the formidable skills of Sherlock Holmes, the police officer concludes -- "so, the culprit should be none other than you", pointing his forefinger to the hero. Hero tries to escape. All the people surrounds him and tries to catch. The hero takes a prism and the prism projects the immediate future on the wall. In that projection, we can see police defeating the hero and beating him all over. The hero is cut into two pieces, but being half-machine is not dead yet. But it is clear that the hero fails in his mission! Being the future of the hero known, which in turn is not very prosperous, what is the point of resuming to tell this story?
Precisely at this moment, I woke up. It was 1:30 P.M. Hunger was torturing me from inside and outside. Yet, I spent some more time savouring the movie my inner-space kindly showed me during my sleep, thereby keeping me not bored throughout my sleep. What a beautiful unconscious mind I have! Freud will surely fail if he analyzes me.
Perhaps, Zizek will say: "Wait a minute! Here is an example of a man whose fantasy space has been completely robbed by the Hollywood! This is the paramount example of the influence of today's cinema on modern human lives. The sense of reality of this man has been completely taken over by his fantasy world. His unconscious mind, which should consist of his unfulfilled desires, now contains only fantasies, cinematic fantasies. This is why I said our desires are not spontaneous: one has to be taught to desire. And cinema teaches one to desire."
A man who is half-human and half-machine. He is fighting -- for justice or injustice was not very clear. His forefinger in the right arm is a gun with which he can kill anyone standing kilometers apart. He kills at least two people, both of whom are very important in the country, maybe a minister or an official or so. He executes these killings from distance using his gun in the arm. Who is the killer? Police starts investigation. This is not a Malayalam movie. The police officers are as good as the hero (or villain?). And there are more than one police officers. Probably three. They investigate thoroughly. They follow the leads very intelligently. The best police officer in Malayalam movies is belittled by their performance. But our hero is no full-human. He leaves no trace to himself in any crime scene. In fact, he meets the police officers. They don't even suspect him. The story goes on. Gun fights, shoot-outs, cars collide, everything is in fire. The country goes to hell. They can't catch a single man! There was an important meeting between the officials and politicians and police officers. The hero is present. All the police officers are present. They discuss and have no clue. The hero is about to leave for some "operation". One of the police officers starts talking something. He logically deduces a few things. The hero gets perplexed. In a very tense moment, with the formidable skills of Sherlock Holmes, the police officer concludes -- "so, the culprit should be none other than you", pointing his forefinger to the hero. Hero tries to escape. All the people surrounds him and tries to catch. The hero takes a prism and the prism projects the immediate future on the wall. In that projection, we can see police defeating the hero and beating him all over. The hero is cut into two pieces, but being half-machine is not dead yet. But it is clear that the hero fails in his mission! Being the future of the hero known, which in turn is not very prosperous, what is the point of resuming to tell this story?
Precisely at this moment, I woke up. It was 1:30 P.M. Hunger was torturing me from inside and outside. Yet, I spent some more time savouring the movie my inner-space kindly showed me during my sleep, thereby keeping me not bored throughout my sleep. What a beautiful unconscious mind I have! Freud will surely fail if he analyzes me.
Perhaps, Zizek will say: "Wait a minute! Here is an example of a man whose fantasy space has been completely robbed by the Hollywood! This is the paramount example of the influence of today's cinema on modern human lives. The sense of reality of this man has been completely taken over by his fantasy world. His unconscious mind, which should consist of his unfulfilled desires, now contains only fantasies, cinematic fantasies. This is why I said our desires are not spontaneous: one has to be taught to desire. And cinema teaches one to desire."
honestly, funny!!!
ReplyDeleteDon't count on Freud. He'd possibly attribute this dream of yours to some weird traumatic event from your childhood.
Our desires our spontaneous. Cinema adds some drama.
Thanks prenihilist. If possible, watch "The Pervert's Guide to Cinema" by Slavoj Zizek.
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