The second part of the Indian Film festival in Madrid. The first part is here. Again like to remind you, the post below is written by Monica and I cannot be held responsible for anything said here. I deny everything. I was forced by aliens to accept whatever she said. There is a big government conspiracy and bla! bla! bla!
On a serious note, more to come tomorrow.
It is time for a rest before the opening ceremony starts and what a better place to rest than my favourite ice-cream parlour Giangrossi. The weather is extremely hot for this time of the year, more than 30ºC. It looks as if it was July instead of May. Anyway, this place has got outstanding homemade ice-creams. My favourite flavours so far: lime with ginger and grapefruit. Yummy! Don’t miss it if you ever come to Spain!
The other two cinemas showing films are Palafox and Filmoteca Española. Prices are quite good. In fact, they are excellent: films shown at Cine Estudio are 4 euros but they gave me a card to put a stamp on each time I buy a ticket so that when I have completed it they give me an identity card that will allow me to pay just 3 euros.
Movies shown in Palafox are free and I have been told that the ones in Filmoteca Española are 1,35 euros. Not bad, I cannot complain about that. However, I don’t think I will be going to any film in Filmoteca Española. The opening ceremony (a concert) is taking place in Palafox cinema so after my ice-cream I head for it.
The cinema has got a red carpet at the outside, I don’t like the look of it. I suspect someone important is coming and we, mere mortals, are most unlikely to be let in. I go to the ticket window and ask for the tickets but the lady tells me that they are not selling tickets, you need an invitation. Great! I knew it, the red carpet wasn’t a good sign. I would like to attend so maybe if I wait until all the people with invitations go inside and there is still room they will let us come in.
I wait and wait and wait… I wait a bit more. I ask the hostess at the door if Aamir Khan is coming today just in case. They don’t even know who Aamir Khan is. She asks me: “Is he an actor?” (but of course!) “Is he Indian?” (erm… hello?). This is silly, where did they get these useless people ? There are some photographers outside too, ready to shoot their cameras when someone comes, I wonder who that someone could be… I reckon it might be the Ambassador. Again, these photographers are saying that they have no idea who the people they have to take pictures of are. Honestly, I just can’t stand this view.
I can see they are giving the people who can come inside a very posh booklet with lots of pages. It is not like the programme leaflet they give you in Cine Estudio. I get more annoyed as time goes by.
I find a couple of ladies who are in my situation too. They also ask the hostess and a man in a suit – he looks like someone important, maybe someone from the Embassy. I approach them to hear what they are telling these ladies. Good try but… no, they are not letting us in without an invitation… They give as a booklet – consolation prize, I guess. I feel like a beggar… These two ladies start complaining stating that the leaflet didn’t say it required an invitation. That is true. But it doesn’t make any difference. They don’t care. I don’t feel comfortable, there are some bodyguards and Mercedes drivers that are starting to distrust me – or is it my imagination? I don’t like being is this situation, so I decide that enough is enough and leave. I feel like swearing.
Palafox cinema with the red carpet for the opening ceremony.
Imagine India poster at Palafox cinema.
It is better to forget about it and go back to the other cinema where the movies keep being shown. Although it is late I decide to watch Amu. When you buy the tickets they give you a card to fill in with your details to enter the draw for a journey to India. I don’t usually like filling this kind of thing in because I am never lucky to win anything and the only thing you get when you do so is having your details used to bombard you with advertising. But I don’t know why I got carried away and filled it in only to discover afterwards that the small print says that by giving your details you are allowing them to use them for commercial purposes. Oh well! I suppose I should keep filling them in from now on as they already have my details now and I will have more chances this way.
I think Amu is a very nice film. I love Konkona Sen Sharma, she is a great actor. She’s got an American accent in this one –how does she do it?. The film faces the reactions to Indira Gandhi’s murder by her Sikh bodyguards. I have the feeling that young girls will be falling for Konkona’s co-star in the film, Ankur Khanna. His role is a bit strange, so arrogant at the beginning and then suddenly so sweet. The scene inside the train when a couple say “we are Mr and Mrs Iyer” brought me memories.The film keeps you hooked till the end. I think the audience liked this film and although I still have to see others competing, I reckon this one is quite likely to win. It is a pity that so few people came to watch it (around a dozen) but it is a Tuesday and it is quite late (22:30).
The day ends with a nice surprise: when Amu finishes and I have the time to start planning a timetable for the following days (it is quite difficult as there are several films at the same time) I realize that RDB will be shown again on Saturday. Phew! What a relief! Now it is time to work on convincing my friends in
Madrid to come and watch RDB and Sarkar with me. Hard job!