The art of watching cinema

Thoughts sprung in my head just before I go to sleep everyday. Mind-blowing thoughts. 
The day I let them conquer me over my sleep that's the day I would create a masterpiece 
but my sleep I let it overpower and I forget every thought I had at night the morning next. 
Got a little poetic while I started.
There's a tasteful way of watching cinema, listening songs, feeling dance and exploring piece of art. The depth of your imagination, the depth of your interest not just a mere time pass or exiting reality for a bit to find a moment of bliss but rather to understand, rather to feel it with every inch and corner of your heart and mind. Reaching to an extent that you no more just watch to love the hero and hate the villain but to understand why they became that way, why they are that way, why is every scene so significant. To find the deeper meaning in every glance, in every lower lip bite, in every hand movement, in every sacrifice and in every greed. To understand why the song was put in the scene, why such lighting was used, why such outfits were chosen, why such choice of words and emotions. There's not a great amount of movies that let you feel that way. But those which do, the intensity, the pontification of emotions ( PS- I just learnt this word today), the grandeur of the background, every little detail. It makes me think a lot. I could litreally spend hours thinking about all the probable reasons the scenes were made that way. I might not easily cry over my life problems but I do bawl over movie endings and novels. I still remember the lines of the novels which had a great impact on me when I was in class7-8. I still remember that I used to put down the book, cry and then again pick it up to read and thereafter. I loved watching and reading pain, it helped me channelise mine into something constructive. Just think how much damaged someone is if they have to channelise their pain into something constructive. I dont read much novels now but movies, I would have probably long died if cinema didn't exist. It helps me breathe in moments of loneliness. We all have our moments  of breaking down and I have coped up with mine through cinema. I don't know if this is something only I do because I haven't really talked about cinema in a long time. I really never watch a movie for to see how it ends, it's always for the journey and I re watch it, just to go to the depths on my own rather than finding about them through some talk shows or insta reels. If you really put this much thought too into watching a piece of art, do let me know. I would love to talk about it. For now I am re-watching Hazaron khwayishen aisi. I have become obsessed with the sarees Chitrangada Singh wore ( plain taath er sharee with a bun, with big bindi, no make up just plain and simple and sober), the beauty of nothingness yet everything. 
 

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