Before the movie:
Rushing in a rickshaw from office to the nearby multiplex with the guy pedaling super fast. Getting calls from office colleagues who also want to watch the movie. "Buy one for me." "Buy one for her also". Drizzle. Reaching on time and finding that the tickets are available. Discovering that I have only eighty bucks in my wallet and the guy won't accept a debit card because the machine is broken down. Making him issue the tickets and standing at the counter till family or friends arrive. Relief at the sight of sis (or money?) arriving. Discovering friends haven't left office yet. Waiting for them as the show time approaches. Their arrival just before the show starts.
The movie:
Staring at the screen open-mouthed. Looking for the handkerchief in my pocket. Tears streaming down the face. Looking at my sister cry on the right and my friend cry on the left. Seeing a child artist perform better than a reputed actress. BIG bag of popcorn.
Yes BLACK was awesome. Touched a chord. Different from the usual Bollywood stuff. Blah Blah.
But this is one example of where a joke could prove disastrous. In the interviews, AB kidded that Rani would come after every shot, see the scene that had been filmed and praise herself about how well she had acted. Somehow, while watching Rani perform that thought lingered in my head. I could see Rani being conscious of trying to do a good job. The actress and the character did not merge completely for me. Damn the television.
In case you are wondering about the title, I was trying to comment on
this
post by Just Me (liked your original name dude, kuch naya soch ke bana yaar! and don't say "look who's talking" :P). Realised I had so much to say that it would be better if I write a post on it instead!