Skip to main content

PK review in the magazine...

Been a while since I visited this place, I keep making notes (on my phone) of all the things I have to write about here, but I never get around to it. Anyway, here's the PK review I wrote for the church magazine... 
Having recently seen this movie, I thought I’d write about it and let you know why it’s causing a furore among the religious fanatics. The movie tells the story of an alien, portrayed by Amir Khan, who lands on earth sans clothes (the prudes in society took offence to this and launched campaigns to clothe his cardboard cut-outs), but with a glowing pendant around his neck. Apparently this pendant functions as a remote control to his spaceship, and it gets stolen by the first human he comes across. The rest of movie depicts his search for this pendant which ultimately details his search for God, because the answer he often gets when he starts his search is; only God can help you, only God knows where it is. The alien has no idea who God is, so he starts asking around and going to all these places of worship and confusing one religion with another. This leads to many comedic situations like the alien breaking a coconut in the church and after realising that a priest in church was lifting the chalice containing wine, he thinks that God prefers wine over coconut water. So he buys bottles of wine and starts walking to a mosque, cause someone told him God resides there too. And that’s how the name PK comes into play; when he does all these funny things, people ask him whether he is drunk: Peekay ho, kya? (did you drink?). And the alien begins to think his name is PK. So anyway, there is a self-proclaimed swami in this movie who is more corrupt than holy, and he gets hold of this pendant and tells his ardent followers that he received it from God in the Himalayas and he asks them for funds to build a temple. This no doubt, must have stuck a nerve with the saffron brigade who wanted PK banned, but thank God sense prevailed when the Supreme Court ruled in favour of the movie, saying that people who don’t like it shouldn’t watch the movie. 

PK is a satirical take on godmen and the blind belief they instill in the people. It is also a satire on the state of this country, as the alien PK says in the concluding part: It is okay to defecate, urinate, spit, shout and fight in public… but kissing, hugging and other displays of affection are not allowed here. Makes you wonder, doesn’t it… where we went wrong. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Nice Ad....

Wouldn't you say so... Nam and me were in this huge clothing store and we were making fun of all the models on display (there was one of hrithik in which he looked kinda gayish) when we came across this one. Seriously, dark people are more better looking....

I hope the world doesn't end in 2012, I have a whole lot of books to read...

I heard bout Flipkart.com from Anju and that site has changed my life. All the books that I have been searching for since centuries, are now sitting prettily on my book shelf. Landmark is a thing of the past now... in fact Landmark is not what it used to be anymore, they do not seem to have stock on most of the good books. So I am deliriously thankful to the creators of flipkart, I seriously love you guys... continue with your fabulous work. Talking of books, here are a few people who have enriched my life with their recommendations of the written word... My brother Manoj for buying the ' The Partner ' by John Grisham . Now I hadn't heard of Grisham before so the book was just lying there at home. One day I got bored and picked it up, that was the start of my love affair with Grisham and legal thrillers in general. This was the first John Grisham book I read and it was in a word mindblowing. I couldn't set the book down, my heart was racing away with Patrick Laniga...

Raining on a Sunday.....

Last Sunday was beautiful, it was pouring the entire day and we couldn't go out anywhere, though we did go to church, and came back soaking wet. We (Tonio, his cousins and me) decided to spend the evening baking a cake. This is the nut cake and the strawberry cake we baked. I was actually surprised the nut cake came out well, cause I made it without a recipe. I had to give it away to people though, cause Tonio doesn't like nuts and I didn't want to eat the whole thing and put on weight. I can't wait to go back home and start baking again for Christmas. P.S: The baking utensils I am using here were given to me by Judith Aunty for my wedding and I love them. On an unrelated note, I read this in the paper today. "Dhoni has reassured us that he is no Samson and that locks or no locks he can still plunder runs". He does look even more dashing with his new haircut.... doesn't he?