The Pursuit of Happyness

THE PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS: 10 LITTLE THINGS THIS FILM LEFT BEHIND IN MY MIND

Some films leave behind a story. Some leave behind a performance. And then there are films that leave behind little pieces of themselves in your memory: a look, a silence, a sentence, a door closing, a child's hand being held a little tighter. The Pursuit of Happyness is one such film for me.

Watching Will Smith alongside his real-life son Jaden Smith makes the relationship between Chris Gardner and Christopher feel almost painfully intimate. But rather than reviewing the film in the conventional sense, I want to remember it through 10 little things that stayed with me.

1. The broken scanner

Chris spends his savings on a medical device that he believes will change his life, only to discover that it is difficult to sell. That machine becomes a metaphor for dreams themselves. Sometimes we invest everything we have in something that refuses to work. Yet giving up is not always the answer. Sometimes life is asking us to find another way.

2. “I met my father when I was 28.”

Chris tells his son about the promise he once made to himself: that his child would know his father. It is a quiet line, but it carries an entire lifetime. Perhaps success is not merely what we achieve. Sometimes it is becoming the person our younger self desperately needed.

3. The basketball scene

When Christopher plays basketball and Chris tells him he may not be particularly good at it, the boy's disappointment is heartbreaking. Then comes the unforgettable lesson: “Don't ever let somebody tell you you can't do something.” It isn't really about basketball. It is about protecting a child's dreams while teaching him that the world will eventually try to shrink them.

4. Sleeping in the subway bathroom

This is perhaps the film's most devastating scene. A father locks himself inside a public bathroom with his sleeping child while people outside continue their ordinary lives. Chris tries to keep his son from waking up as tears quietly run down his face. There is no heroic music, no grand speech. Just a father desperately trying to create safety in a place where he has none.

5. The expression on Chris's face after getting the job

When Chris finally receives the job, Will Smith does not explode with triumph. His face simply breaks. Years of humiliation, exhaustion, fear and suppressed tears seem to pass through his eyes in seconds. That expression tells us something profound: sometimes happiness arrives so quietly that we recognise it first through relief.

6. Running with the shoes in his hand

There is a recurring physicality to Chris's struggle: running for buses, running to appointments, running after opportunities. His feet become almost a visual representation of desperation. The film understands something simple: when life gives you very little, even time becomes a currency you cannot afford to waste.

7. The suit

The suit he wears for his interview is not just clothing. It represents the man he wants the world to believe he can become. Beneath it is a homeless man struggling to survive, but inside it is someone who refuses to accept that homelessness is his identity. Sometimes dignity begins with dressing for the future before the future has arrived.

8. Christopher's trust

What touches me most is not what Chris does for his son, but how completely the little boy continues to trust him. Christopher does not understand the economics of poverty. He understands his father's hand. That is enough. Children often measure security not by the walls around them but by the person standing beside them.

9. The pursuit itself

The title deliberately uses happyness rather than happiness, echoing the misspelled word on the wall. It becomes an accidental philosophy of the film. Happiness is not something Chris simply finds waiting at the end of a road. He pursues it through humiliation, rejection, hunger, uncertainty and exhaustion. Perhaps that is adulthood: learning that happiness is sometimes a direction rather than a destination.

10. The walk into the crowd

The final moments, when Chris walks away after getting the job, are emotionally powerful precisely because nothing spectacular happens. He simply walks through the crowd, holding the knowledge that his life has changed. We have watched him lose almost everything, and yet the greatest victory is wonderfully ordinary: he can finally imagine tomorrow without fear.

That is why The Pursuit of Happyness stays with me. Not because it tells us that hard work always guarantees success. Life is far more complicated than that. It stays because it reminds us that small moments can carry enormous emotional weight. A child's question. A father's silence. A locked bathroom door. A pair of worn-out shoes. A smile that arrives after years of struggle.

Will Smith gives the film its emotional heartbeat, while his real-life relationship with Jaden gives the father-son bond an extraordinary authenticity. The film received critical recognition and became a major box-office success, proving that audiences will still embrace stories that are built around something more enduring than spectacle.

Because ultimately, films made with technology can impress us, films made with intelligence can challenge us, and films made with stars can entertain us.

But films made with heart have a way of succeeding twice: first at the box office, and then quietly, years later, inside the hearts and memories of the people who watched them.

Cocktail

Cocktail: A Toast to Love, Ambition, and the Price of Chasing Dreams.

There are love stories that bloom like flowers, and there are those that unfold like waves, beautiful one moment, turbulent the next, carrying within them lessons about ambition, temptation, failure, and redemption. Cocktail (1988) is one such film. While remembered by many for its dazzling bartending tricks, tropical beaches, and chart-topping soundtrack, beneath its glossy surface lies the story of a young man discovering that success without integrity is an empty celebration.

Brian Flanagan, played with irresistible charm by Tom Cruise, returns from the U.S. Army believing that the world owes him success. Confident, ambitious, and impatient, he dreams of wealth, status, and recognition. Life, however, has different plans. Forced to become a bartender, he meets the flamboyant Doug Coughlin, who teaches him that selling dreams can sometimes be more profitable than chasing them. Together they turn bartending into theatre, dazzling customers with flair, wit, and youthful swagger.

Yet the real battle in Cocktail is never behind the bar. It is within Brian himself. Seduced by money, glamour, and shortcuts, he repeatedly confuses wealth with happiness and admiration with love. Every wrong turn costs him something precious. His relationship with the sincere and independent Jordan Mooney, beautifully portrayed by Elizabeth Shue, becomes the emotional heart of the film. Jordan represents the quiet honesty that Brian keeps overlooking while chasing glittering illusions.

The love story between Brian and Jordan gives Cocktail its emotional soul. Their relationship begins with the carefree magic of two young people discovering each other against the idyllic backdrop of Jamaica. Yet, like many real-life romances, it is tested by mistrust, poor choices, wounded pride, and Brian's inability to distinguish between genuine affection and material temptation. Jordan's heartbreak after Brian's betrayal is deeply moving because it comes from a place of sincere love. Their separation is painful, but it ultimately becomes the catalyst for Brian's growth. When they reunite, it is no longer the romance of youthful infatuation but a mature love strengthened by forgiveness, honesty, and the shared courage to build a future together.

Doug's tragic downfall forms the film's most haunting chapter. Behind his infectious smile and endless confidence hides a lonely man who built his life on appearances. His heartbreaking end reminds us that success measured only in money and image is often built on fragile foundations. It is a sobering reminder that many people who seem to have everything are quietly fighting battles no one else can see.

Brian's eventual transformation is what gives Cocktail its enduring warmth. He finally understands that real wealth lies not in expensive lifestyles or influential acquaintances but in love, responsibility, self-respect, and the courage to admit one's mistakes. His dream bar, Cocktails & Dreams, becomes meaningful only after his dreams themselves have matured.

The music of Cocktail became a cultural phenomenon in its own right. Songs like "Kokomo" by The Beach Boys, "Don't Worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin, "All Shook Up" and several vibrant pop tracks captured the carefree spirit of the late 1980s. Even decades later, those melodies instantly transport listeners to sunlit beaches, laughter, romance, and the intoxicating optimism of youth. The soundtrack is not merely background music; it is the emotional pulse that keeps the film buoyant even through its darker moments.

For Tom Cruise, Cocktail marked another decisive step in becoming a global phenomenon. Following the success of Top Gun, this film cemented his image as one of Hollywood's most charismatic leading men. He possessed that rare ability to combine confidence with vulnerability, allowing audiences to cheer for Brian even when he stumbled. The years that followed would transform Cruise into one of cinema's most enduring superstars, but Cocktail remains one of the films that captured his youthful magnetism at its brightest.

Perhaps the greatest lesson of Cocktail is that life serves everyone a different drink. Some glasses sparkle with instant success, others carry the bitterness of failure. Wisdom lies not in choosing the sweetest cocktail, but in learning which ingredients truly nourish the soul. Wealth fades, popularity shifts like the tide, and youthful confidence eventually meets reality. What remains is character, love, and the quiet satisfaction of building a life that no amount of money can ever purchase.

Flashdance

Flashdance (1983): Every Great Dream Begins in Ordinary Clothes

Some films are remembered for their stories, others for their music. Flashdance is remembered because it understood something timeless about the human spirit: dreams rarely arrive dressed in glamour. More often, they wear overalls, work long shifts, return home exhausted, and quietly begin again the next morning.

The film follows Alex Owens, a young woman who divides her life between physically demanding jobs while nurturing an almost impossible ambition of becoming a professionally trained ballet dancer. Her greatest battle is not against competition but against self-doubt. She belongs to neither world completely. She is too unconventional for classical dance and too ambitious to settle for an ordinary life. That emotional conflict gives Flashdance its enduring appeal. Every dreamer has, at some point, felt like they were standing between the life they have and the life they long for.

Nick's presence in her life is equally important. Beyond being a lover, he becomes someone who sees possibilities in Alex before she can fully see them herself. Sometimes faith borrowed from another person is enough to carry us until our own confidence catches up. The film quietly reminds us that success is rarely a solitary achievement. Behind every fulfilled dream often stands someone who simply refused to let us give up.

The heartbeat of Flashdance, however, is its unforgettable music. Irene Cara's "Flashdance... What a Feeling" remains one of cinema's greatest anthems of hope, transforming perseverance into melody. Michael Sembello's electrifying "Maniac" captures relentless determination with infectious energy, while Laura Branigan's "Gloria" adds youthful exuberance. Kim Carnes brings warmth with "I'll Be Here Where the Heart Is," and Donna Summer's "Romeo" enriches the soundtrack with irresistible rhythm. These songs are not mere background accompaniments. They become emotional milestones that chart Alex's journey from uncertainty to belief. Even decades later, they continue to inspire because they celebrate not victory itself, but the courage to keep chasing it.

Viewed today, Flashdance is more than a dance film. It is a meditation on aspiration. It reminds us that talent may open the door, but persistence is what carries us across the threshold. The final audition is not merely about dance. It is about proving to oneself that fear need not have the last word.

Some dreams are measured in applause. The greatest ones are measured in the quiet refusal to surrender before the applause ever arrives. Some films celebrate success; but Flashdance celebrates the beautiful struggle that makes success meaningful.

Ben Hur

Ben-Hur: More Than an Epic, A Masterclass in Life

There are films that entertain, there are films that impress, and then there are those rare creations that quietly become lifelong companions. William Wyler's Ben-Hur belongs firmly to the last category. 

I have watched this cinematic epic four times over the last two decades, and with every viewing, I have discovered something that escaped me the previous time. Age changes the viewer, and great films reveal different truths depending on where one stands in life. Ben-Hur is one such timeless masterpiece.

Adapted from Lew Wallace's celebrated novel, the film follows Judah Ben-Hur, a wealthy Jewish prince living in Jerusalem during the time of Roman occupation. His life is shattered when an unfortunate accident is manipulated into an act of treason by his childhood friend, Messala, now a powerful Roman tribune. Ben-Hur is stripped of his wealth, separated from his beloved mother and sister, and condemned to years as a galley slave. What follows is a remarkable journey of survival, resilience, vengeance, redemption and ultimately forgiveness.

The story is far more than a tale of revenge. It is about the transformation of a man. Every hardship reshapes Judah's character. He survives the brutality of the Roman galleys, earns freedom through courage, is adopted by a Roman commander, returns home driven by anger, confronts his past, and finally discovers that peace cannot be built upon revenge alone. Running parallel to his journey is the quiet presence of Jesus Christ, whose compassion gradually transforms the emotional landscape of the story. Wyler wisely never allows faith to overpower the narrative. Instead, it gently illuminates the choices before the protagonist.

Watching Ben-Hur repeatedly has taught me several enduring lessons. The first is that betrayal hurts most when it comes from someone once loved and trusted. Messala is not merely an enemy. He is a childhood friend whose ambition destroys loyalty. The film reminds us that power without character inevitably corrodes relationships.

The second lesson is that adversity often reveals strengths we never knew we possessed. Ben-Hur survives slavery, unimaginable hardship and humiliation not because he is physically stronger than everyone else, but because he refuses to surrender his spirit.

Third, hatred is an exhausting companion. For much of the film, revenge becomes Judah's reason for living. Yet every step towards vengeance takes him further away from inner peace. The destination he seeks ultimately offers little satisfaction.

The fourth lesson is that dignity can survive even when status disappears. Ben-Hur loses wealth, family, freedom and social standing, but he never completely loses his moral compass. Circumstances may diminish a person externally, but character remains a personal choice.

The fifth lesson is that forgiveness is not weakness. It is perhaps the hardest victory of all. The emotional climax is not found in triumph over an enemy but in triumph over one's own bitterness.

Finally, the film reminds us that hope often arrives quietly. Redemption does not announce itself with grand speeches. It enters through compassion, empathy and the willingness to let go of old wounds.

No discussion of Ben-Hur can ignore what is arguably the greatest action sequence ever filmed: the legendary chariot race. Even after more than six decades, it remains breathtaking. What makes it extraordinary is not merely the technical achievement but the storytelling embedded within every lap. Every collision, every flying wheel, every falling horse and every narrowing turn carries emotional meaning because the audience understands what is at stake. Without computer-generated imagery, Wyler and his team created a sequence of astonishing realism through practical craftsmanship, meticulous choreography and fearless filmmaking. It is cinema operating at its highest level, where spectacle never overwhelms character but instead becomes an extension of it.

Charlton Heston delivers one of the defining performances in film history. He never appears to be an actor portraying Judah Ben-Hur. He simply becomes him. His commanding posture, measured walk, unwavering gaze and quiet authority give the character remarkable authenticity. Even in silence, Heston communicates pride, grief, anger and compassion with convincing physical expression. His body language reflects royalty without arrogance, suffering without self-pity and strength without unnecessary theatrics. Few performances possess such effortless conviction. Watching him, one never doubts that this man has lived every hardship the story demands.

William Wyler's direction deserves equal admiration. Managing a production of such enormous scale while never losing sight of the emotional journey is an achievement very few filmmakers have matched. Every frame reflects patience, discipline and confidence. The grandeur of the Roman Empire exists not for visual excess but to magnify the deeply personal journey of one man searching for justice and ultimately for peace.

More than sixty years after its release in 1959, Ben-Hur continues to feel astonishingly relevant. Empires have changed, technologies have evolved and societies have transformed, but human ambition, jealousy, loyalty, courage, revenge and forgiveness remain exactly as they were.

Human nature does not age. When watched with an open heart rather than passive eyes, great movies become far more than entertainment. They become classrooms of human behaviour, revealing timeless motivations, enduring emotions and the consequences of our choices. The costumes may belong to another era, but the people behind them are, in every essential way, still us. 

That is the enduring power of great cinema. It does not merely preserve history; it preserves humanity. Every generation finds itself reflected in these stories, because the human heart has never truly changed. And that is why Ben-Hur remains as meaningful today as it was sixty-seven years ago, not simply as one of the greatest films ever made, but as one of life's most profound lessons ever placed on screen.

Oppenheimer - Ambitious attempt to carry the weight of history, science, politics, and morality all together.

Oppenheimer: When Intelligence Becomes Both Humanity's Greatest Triumph and Its Deepest Burden

Christopher Nolan's Oppenheimer is a film that rewards patience more than excitement. It is not designed as conventional entertainment, nor does it try to simplify one of history's most complicated personalities. Instead, it asks its audience to participate, to listen carefully, connect timelines and absorb ideas. That approach will fascinate some viewers while undoubtedly alienating others.

To understand Oppenheimer, one must first look at Nolan's journey. Beginning with Memento, he established himself as a filmmaker fascinated by fractured narratives and memory. The Prestige explored obsession, The Dark Knight examined moral compromise, Inception questioned reality, Interstellar balanced science with emotion, and Dunkirk experimented with time itself. Every major film seemed to prepare him for a project where science, politics, psychology and history would intersect. Oppenheimer feels less like an isolated masterpiece and more like the natural destination of two decades of cinematic exploration. Few directors could marshal such dense material into a mainstream theatrical experience.

The film is not without significant shortcomings. The first glaring issue is its relentless pace. Nolan compresses enormous amounts of information into rapid-fire conversations, leaving little room for emotional reflection. At times, the audience is processing dialogue rather than experiencing drama. The second weakness is the underdeveloped supporting cast. Brilliant actors appear briefly and disappear before their characters leave a lasting emotional impression. While the film is intellectually rich, many personal relationships remain functional rather than deeply moving.

Yet the strengths comfortably outweigh these concerns. First is Nolan's structural ambition. The shifting timelines, changing perspectives and courtroom politics gradually assemble into a complete portrait instead of following a predictable biography. Second is the technical craftsmanship. Hoyte van Hoytema's cinematography, Ludwig Göransson's pulsating score and Jennifer Lame's razor-sharp editing combine to create constant momentum without relying on spectacle alone. Third is the film's moral complexity. Rather than portraying J. Robert Oppenheimer as either hero or villain, it presents him as a brilliant man trapped by the consequences of his own achievement. That refusal to simplify history is one of the film's greatest virtues.

The single finest sequence is undoubtedly the Trinity nuclear test. Nolan's conception is extraordinary because he understands that anticipation is more terrifying than explosion. The prolonged silence before detonation stretches time itself. Faces reveal fear, pride and uncertainty in equal measure. When the blast finally arrives, the delayed shockwave becomes more than a technical flourish. It transforms scientific triumph into existential dread. The execution is masterful because every creative department works in perfect harmony: cinematography captures awe, sound design manipulates silence, editing controls tension, and Göransson's score knows precisely when to withdraw. It is one of those rare moments where filmmaking technique and thematic purpose become inseparable.

Cillian Murphy delivers a performance built not on theatrical gestures but on extraordinary restraint. His Oppenheimer is intellectually confident yet emotionally fragile, charismatic yet isolated. Murphy communicates internal conflict through stillness, shifting expressions and exhausted eyes rather than lengthy speeches. The character arc moves from an ambitious physicist intoxicated by discovery to a man burdened by irreversible consequences. It is a difficult transformation because the changes are psychological rather than physical, and Murphy navigates every stage with quiet competence. His performance never asks for sympathy, only understanding.

Financially, Oppenheimer became one of modern cinema's greatest success stories. Produced for approximately $100 million, it earned close to $1 billion worldwide, an extraordinary achievement for a three-hour, dialogue-driven historical drama with an R rating. It proved that audiences will still embrace intelligent, demanding cinema when it is presented with confidence and conviction. Its profitability is not merely impressive in commercial terms; it is an encouraging signal that original filmmaking can still compete alongside franchise spectacles.

Oppenheimer arrived with enormous expectations. It was not merely a biographical drama but a film carrying the weight of history, science, politics, morality and the reputation of one of modern cinema's most celebrated directors. The remarkable part is not that it succeeds in every department. It doesn't. The remarkable part is that it dares to attempt something this ambitious.

In the end, Oppenheimer is less interested in the atomic bomb than in the weight of human responsibility. It reminds us that knowledge is never morally neutral. Every great discovery carries the possibility of creation and destruction, often in equal measure. Films like this expand what mainstream cinema can attempt. They encourage audiences not merely to watch but to think, to question and to revisit history through fresh eyes. Cinema is at its finest when it entertains, certainly, but even more so when it leaves the theatre with us, quietly asking questions long after the screen has gone dark.

Forrest Gump: Every Rewatch Reveals a New Truth

Forrest Gump: Some Films Don't Age. They Mature With You.

There are very few films that reward a second viewing as generously as Forrest Gump. Watching it again after almost ten years, I realised that while the film had remained exactly the same, I had changed. And that made all the difference.

When I first watched it, I saw an inspiring story about a simple man who stumbled into extraordinary moments of history. This time, I saw something far more profound. I saw a meditation on love, loss, destiny, kindness and the quiet dignity of an uncomplicated life. Age has a strange way of revealing meanings that youth simply walks past.

The brilliance of Forrest Gump lies in its deceptively simple storytelling. It never raises its voice, never begs for applause and never tries to manufacture emotion. It simply unfolds like life itself, full of unexpected turns, fleeting joys and inevitable heartbreak. Every episode in Forrest's journey feels independent, yet together they create one of cinema's most beautiful portraits of the human experience.

Tom Hanks delivers what is undoubtedly one of the greatest performances in film history. Playing Forrest required remarkable restraint. There is not a trace of caricature or exaggeration. His innocence never feels artificial and his goodness never becomes sentimental. Instead, Hanks gives us a character whose honesty quietly transforms everyone around him. It is a performance that grows richer with every revisit.

Robert Zemeckis deserves immense credit for directing a film that seamlessly blends humour, history, romance and tragedy without ever losing its emotional centre. The visual effects, revolutionary for their time, still serve the story rather than overshadow it. Alan Silvestri's unforgettable score gently carries the emotions without manipulating them.

Two scenes remain etched in memory long after the credits roll.

The first is young Forrest running from the boys who chase him. Jenny's desperate cry, "Run, Forrest, run!" becomes more than advice. As his leg braces shatter and fall away, it feels like a metaphor for every invisible limitation society places upon us. Sometimes freedom arrives only when we stop believing the restraints that others have fastened onto us.

The second is infinitely more heartbreaking. After Jenny dies, Forrest stands beside her grave speaking with the same simplicity that defined his life. There is no dramatic breakdown, no theatrical grief. He talks to her about their son, tells her he misses her and quietly wonders whether she can hear him. It is one of the most devastating portrayals of love and loss ever captured on screen precisely because it is so understated. The silence between his words carries more emotion than pages of dialogue ever could.

What continues to amaze me is the film's extraordinary ability to touch the heart repeatedly. It neither manipulates nor preaches. It simply reminds us that goodness, loyalty and unconditional love still matter in a complicated world. Every revisit reveals another layer, another emotion, another truth that somehow escaped us before. Perhaps that is the true mark of greatness. Good films entertain us once. Great films grow alongside us. They wait patiently until life has taught us enough to understand them differently. Every return becomes less a rewatch and more a rediscovery.

One of cinema's greatest gifts is this: the finest films never change, but every time we return to them, they reveal a new version of ourselves.

Life Of Pi

ANG LEE'S - LIFE OF PI  

A Magical Mythical Cinematic Experience.

By - Lt Col D Purushothaman Pillay (Retd)

An unforgettably brilliant cinematic epic, which strikes a rare perfect balance between three dimensional visual opulence and a cerebral philosophic richness, that sends the awestruck viewer home, with a mind having answers to many existential truths, a heart ecstatic with wonder and a soul ready for an uncertain future brimming with unassailable hope.

This groundbreaking Ang Lee magnum opus is an artistic and creative David Magee adaptation of the best selling Yann Martel novel and 2002 Man Booker prize winner - "Life of Pi". An adventure of discovery set in the late seventies wherein the titular character is a Pondicherry-born Hindu teenager, strangely christened after a Parisian swimming pool, on a paternal whim, as Piscine Molitor Patel - a butt of constant ridicule, finally, only his piphilogical skills earned him the right to get it abbreviated to a more respectable 'Pi'. He is stranded on a life boat with Richard Parker a Royal Bengal Tiger in the middle of the Pacific. That fate befell on them in the course of their truncated voyage to Canada; where his father, a zoo owner was planning of relocate with family and all the animals. But then destiny had other designs and 'Tsimtsum' the Japanese cargo ship they were voyaging in capsized in a tropical storm near the Mariana Trench. The rest of the film chronicles the travails of the castaway survivors of the shipwreck; of which finally only Pi and Parker survive the ordeal to run aground enduring over 200 days of tumultous adventure pendulating between hopeless agony and envigourating ecstasy on the rough high seas.

Ang Lee's innate ability to tug at the heartstrings of human emotional interaction and have them sink deep into the viewer's consciousness as experienced in both 'Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon' and 'Brokeback Mountain' has transcended a new dimension here; wherein he established versimilitude in the unbelievable interaction between a shipwrecked teenager and a hungry tiger with credible alacrity.

The 127 minute long saga is structured into three loose segments. The introductory portion, which I found most entertaining, delves into the early life of Pi with his family in Pondicherry, including his views on religion, which was an esoteric juvenile amalgamation of Hindu, Christian and Muslim faiths. The segment ends 45 minutes into the story with the shipwreck. The most important and longest, more than an hour long, second segment tracks the journey of difficulties traversing the ocean to civilisation. The final 20 minutes and perhaps a tad disappointing segment has Pi recounting his story from a hospital bed offering an inexplicable alternative re-interpretation of events, for the benefit of two investigators from the Japanese shipping company. All these segments are strung on the intermittent interactions of Irffan Khan the middle-aged Pi in modern-day Canada narrating his story to Rafe Spall a writer looking to author Pi's biography.

Ang Lee seems to have pulled off the impossible by cracking the code of this "unfilmable" story; rumoured to have been abandoned by many reputed Hollywood geniuses, like M. Night Shyamalan, Alfonso Cuarón and Jean-Pierre Jeunet, as impossible; and that too in 3D, with so much aplomb. So what, if it took a four year slog to accomplish the inconceivable. I am not particularly a fan of 3D movies, but to me, Life of Pi was different because Lee and Cinematographer Claudio Miranda harness the incredible marvel of cutting edge computer graphics and animation technology to spawn a beautiful roller coaster of sheer visual delight of the wonders of the sea world. They created some unforgettable vignettes that have permanently etched themselves in my memory, like for instance the opening credits when the camera actually wanders the zoo bewitchingly capturing the allure of the grace of a bevy of animals like zebras, pythons, elephants and an assortment of apes with an occasional hovering bird which tantalizingly flies above our heads; one cant stop marveling at the shot of a playful whale breaching the dark of the night in a luminescent purple splash; the frightful aerial locomotion of the flying shoals; the carnivorous floating meerkat infested island; and the most marvelous night ocean skyscape. All this visual treat coming with the accompaniment of the genius of composer Mychael Danna's sombre yet melodic oriental score raises the experience to an altogether different high. Newcomer Suraj Sharma, as the marooned castaway battling the odds, Irffan Khan as the midlle-aged Pi, Richard Parker the Tiger and the turbulent ocean setting; excel in their parts to give flesh and substance to the riveting narrative. Adil Hussain as the father and Rafe Spall the writer add texture, with their supporting performances.

In its soul, the quite uncomplaining resignation with which Pi accepts his fate, has an almost didactic reflection of the biblical Job; which begets a poignant spiritual question as to "Why do the righteous suffer?" It is a gorgeous monodrama of the resilience of human spirit of survival against all odds, with dogged faith in the Almighty.

I enjoyed the experience, notwithstanding the last quarter of an hour and the inexplicable twist at the end. The 58 year old Taiwanese-born, Ang Lee is indeed a gifted genius endowed with abundant aesthetic vision, which makes for powerful storytelling, he thereby leaves an everlasting impression on our minds. Go feast your eyes, if you haven't already. I am already looking forward to whatever he would be making next. God bless him!

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