Once upon a time, there was this blog I used to write for. It was called Silverscreen, for those that remember. Now it’s morphed into a full fledged cinema site, and (probably because I don’t write for it anymore) it isn’t all that bad. Do check out the newly revamped Silverscreen, where you can pretend to read stuff like this while gawking at photos.
Santosh Sivan’s calendar doesn’t have dates. Or months. Or years. It has movies. During our 45-minute conversation, there is no mention of a date. The past is simply, “during Asoka”, the recent past being “when shooting for Thuppakki” and the future is an empty plaque (“haven’t finalized the name yet.”) with a “scenic village backdrop and new faces.”[Link]
Steven Levy on the 1984 launch of the Mac. wired.com/wiredenterpris…
Hilarious. “@Misty_Lee: This still gets me. Every time. http://t.co/f2JnL58qTB”
The trouble with snooze buttons. m.newyorker.com/online/blogs/e…
Last week we almost fucking killed Richard Parker in the water tank… hollywoodreporter.com/feature/
Not content with ruining my life by retiring, fucker also has to make me cry now with his speechifying. #ThankYouSachin, my ass.
(via @gradwolf) Rambling but very readable article on Pondy Bazaar – Chennai’s shopping district. @shambrahm bit.ly/1cVJ7M4
Listen to This Chilling Audio as Crowd at Boston Symphony Learns President Kennedy Is Dead nation.time.com/2013/11/11/bos…
We’ll try again in an hour