“Bharath makes horizontal figures of dozens of vertical men, as a fountain gushes in the background (symbolism?). He then snarls at a powerful politician, “Bayamurutharavana bayamuruthardhu en pazhakkam.” And to think his clients, those three poor women, were worried about this guy?”
I asked Siva if these three films formed the rage trilogy, and sat back in smug satisfaction, waiting for him to explain how it was the plan, how he has deep ideas over the suppression of primeval rage in modern society, how the modern man gets very little to do in which to channel his testosterone.
“When the whole world dismissed me for being uneducated, photography helped me understand myself. With each click, life became pleasanter, and I found an identity.”
After an extraordinarily long year of agonising wait, Game of Thrones has finally returned, and as a source of great relief for those whose staple diet is Tamil cinema, or in other words, a Tamil horror film a week (this week, we have Kalam). Here is why this American series has come to mean so much…