People who 'tried' to 'see' the movie in Chicago must, by now, know what I am going to say. But nevertheless. Before I say anything, I have to say the reason VV is so jinxed and the reason things happened, the way it happened in chicago theater, was because of me. I think such things can only happen to me. I seriously believe so. And the reason other 300 or so people who came to see the movie suffered was a result of my jinx. So without further delay. Chicago as it happened -
3:35PM: Bid adieu to my internship employer. Came back home with an intention to load my stuff into my car. See 7:00 clk show of VV and drive back to Ann Arbor straight from there. As mentioned before here.
4:30PM: I remember (suddenly. like these things have a way of appearing in your conciousness) that I have to return the comcast settop box, modem.
5:30PM: Friend who is joining me arrives (from now on he will be referred to as 'friend')
5:40PM: After innumerable traffic jams, I return after returning the equipment. Totally Frustrated . This is getting into familiar terriotory. I know how this ends.
6:40PM: I (okay we) finally load my stuff into the car and we start from the theater (which is 1 hr away)
6:50PM: I realize, I did not take my online ticket vouchers.
6:55PM: I call up the Chicago distributor asking him what to do. He tells me 7:00 clock show cancelled. The tickets are valid for 10:00 clk show. Reason: Prints still in transit, in flight. I make a randomd decision to see 10:00 clk show and drive to Ann Arbor at 1:00 AM. I ask the distributor twice if the 10:00 clk show will certainly get screened. He assures me in all earnestness that it will.
8:00PM: Dinner at Noodle garden near Kellogg. Go around Kellogg. My friend, an alum, takes us through an excellent guided tour. Its really a beautiful school. One of my biggest regrets.
9:00PM: At the theater. I meet the distributor and ask him "potti vanthidcha" (. This is the first things I ask him. At this point people dont know the prints/reel has not arrived). While this question surprises a few onlookers, the distributor laughs and replies in affirmative.
9:40PM: Commotion in exchanging online voucher for tickets. My friend picks up the first fight of the day by arguing with a guy who keeps pushing him from behind. My friend apart from being a Kellogg alum is an Ayothi Kuppam alum too. Swear words are exchanged to give a Devi theater feel to the situation.
10:00PM: Inside the theater.
10:30PM: Prints have not yet come. The distributor had lied at 9:00 when he announced the prints have arrived. My friend and I pick up fights with the distributor. My friend has cultivated insulting into an art form. In the 10 years that I have known him, nobody, I repeat nobody, can insult and putdown a person, as aggresively, as consistently and as ruthlessly as he does. If I were the distributor I would have committed suicide. For close to an hour he heckled him. I have to say if my friend hadn't started questioning the distributor the crowd would have been pretty much docile. Only a handful of people were actually offended. the others took things lying/sitting down (bending over backwards)
11:20PM: Prints arrive. Distributor announces that movie will start in 15 minutes. A 35'ish lady came storming into the theater and made an announcement, which basically was a 'sermon' on how bad things were and said people who wanted to go and come back later should demand a refund now. Have you read somewhere else or have people told you that if there is one thing tamils are known for it is 'nakkal'? One guy shouted immediately, "no we want to see the movie. we dont want refund". And then the rest boo'ed the lady out. It was a fruit-kid-booed-by-rowdy-gang kodak moment :-). I would have LMAO but since I had 'family' around, I had to pretend that laughing at the lady was a bad thing (she gave a big lecture about babies, kids, health etc...c'mon. fruit).
11:45PM: The reels are being loaded. Tempers raise. Children in theater are crying. People are suffocating inside the theater. My friend is well into 3rd degree torture phase. The conversation goes like.
Guy: Sir. This has become too much. Dont advise me on how to run my business.
12:00: I proudly become the first person among the 300 assembled to ask for free movie + refund. The people pick up this thought as on cue and demand the same. Big ape war happens.I quote the pizza delivery analogy to press my claims. Insult the distributor even further. Although I have to say given what my friend was doing to him, which was basically raping him through every possible orifice, I had only negligible impact on his overall wrecthedness.
12:10AM: They screen the movie. I am looking at driving at 3:00 AM to Ann Arbor. There is a small sequence before the title credits. People assume that the movie has been screened from the middle and scream, shout etc. After the title credits get over (where Kamal kills everyone at sight. He kills kills kills) comes a blood churling scream from some one " Konnudu daa.. ellaraiyum konnuu da .. ennaiyum serthu kollu da kamala haasa" (Kill.. kill everyone. including me kill everybody)
1:46AM: The movie reels have been wrongly tied. Post Interval. The movie starts playing upside down, with no volume.
1:50AM: Hell breaks loose. I yell swear words at the distributor. My friend is almost enjoying another go at the distributor ass. 100 people are at his neck. Everybody is shouting.
2:00 AM: It is announced that somebody will come in 15 minutes and he may/maynot fix the whole thing.
2:10 : We leave in frustration. Without watching the movie. The distributor announces that he will refund the ticket and almost suggests that the movie will not continue. I had 1 window of opportunity to catch this. I tried my best and I leave angry and pissed off.
3:00 AM: Decide that driving to AA is risky. I have returned my keys to the apartment person. I have no place to stay. I take the risk. I go to my apartment (the cell phone opens the main door) and find that the door is unlocked (we hadn't locked when we handed over the key). So we litrally sneak back into the apartment and We take a bed sheet and sleep on the floor.
6:30 AM: I start driving to AA
1:30 PM: I am writing this blog from Michigan.
Needless to say I am pissed off. I have visualized 34682391 ways of torturing the distributor and 16713256 painful deaths for him.
The Movie: I personally like 'serial killer', sherlock holmes, 'seven' kind of movies. Very slick and all. But I don't see a need for Kamal Hassan to star in this movie. It could have starred anyone. Whats in this movie that needs someone like him? I haven't seen the second half. Don't know whats going to happen. Not talking to anybody about the ending. But 5 minutes before the interval they sort of 'reveal' 2 people as killers and I was dissapointed. I wanted a major twist. It was fast paced and I was interested all through. But if this second half doesn't pick up this movie up its pretty much average.
10:00PM (PST) Update: Reached seattle finally. The flight was a 8 hr bitch. Makes this the longest day of my life. Pissed off still. Throughout the flight I was thinking of the stupid incompetent fellow. spent 8 hours to watch half a movie. Because of a bumbling idiot.
Apparently the movie was finally screened at around 2:45AM and it ended at 4:10 AM in the morning. I am thinking I should have stayed.