Monday, 27 December 2021

Don't Look Up

Don't Look Up is a biting satire and, worth the watch despite negative reviews. It's a compelling portrait of how a corrupt state in collusion with powerful corporations wilfully ignores the consequences of climate change. It's a frightening , disturbing and depressing picture of how the very powers who polluted the environment are not, despite having all the resources and opportunity, doing anything about it but instead acting on short term political gains or greed for profits. 

It's such a definitive picture of American politics and society for some objective moments in the film. But shockingly, mostly,  it's a very political intentional stab at Trump and Trumpism. There is Meryl Streep impersonating a female Trump.  She's orange, she's vulgar, she lies, she stages huge Trumpian rallies, she is dumb, she isn't elegant and knowledgeable like Hillary Clinton and so on. There is Jonah Hill, playing her son , who runs the White House and picks petty arguments with scientists. 

Is Don't Look Up a satire about climate change or Trump? It might as well have been a film about Trump's handling of Covid19. 

Using climate change to make a satirical film about Trumpism is ultimately a cheap ploy. We need a much a wider analysis of how climate change has failed to bring about definitive and moral action from the political class in the United States . We will need an intelligent satire to show how the American Empire is very good at making war but to save the world for democracy but not to save the world from climate change. We need an honest cinematic look at how climate change is not on any real agenda of the Powers That Be. We need an honest look at how environmental desecration is being pursued at break-neck speed because recycling is a sham, because oil pipelines are being constructed across Indigenous lands, because powerful corporations have their interested protected in the very halls of democracy. 

The film does do a faintly good job at showing how apathetic the public is, engrossed in their social media and celebrity news. There is also the caricature of American television , perhaps a dig at Fox News, and is presented as such a moral cesspool that the very scientist trying to bring attention to the comet that will bring about a mass extinction in 6 months is literally seduced by an American TV host. The caricature of this American TV host played by Cate Blanchett (another actor I'm literally sick of because she has to be everywhere) is done to perfection: ridiculous white teeth, an obnoxious perfect-white-teeth smile,  and a vulgar dumb personality. 

Who is this dumb male scientist who so willingly jumps into bed with this obnoxious TV host , forgetting all his good morals, his wonderful wife and family? None other than Leonardo DiCaprio, who in real life too can't find a partner his own age , lives apparently a moral life, crusading for the planet , but yet living the Imran-Khan-in-London-playboy life at the same time. These types of men  with deeply flawed lives think they have the qualifications to save the world.  So anyway, this de-railed scientist eventually finds his way back to sanity and his younger colleague who actually discovered the comet and has not once swayed from focus, never trades fame and political office for her principles, played by Jennifer Lawrence. 

I'm not a big Jennifer Lawrence fan. In fact I find her annoying but she probably plays the most bearable character in this movie. 

Disdain of Trumpism overwhelms this movie. It takes it so far as to say Trumpism was so evil and dumb, she would leave her own dumb son to be blown up by a comet as she cowardly flees Earth along with a greedy tech billionaire in a spaceship. 

Meanwhile, the good scientists , including Leonardo forgiven by his wife for his affair, and family hold hands over a dinner table as Earth is hit by the comet. 

Planet Earth could have been easily saved if it had followed Plan A (destroy the comet with a nuclear weapon) but the Tech Billionaire convinced the President to turn the nuclear war head around last minute , hatching a Plan B to harvest precious minerals from the comet first and then blow it up. Unfortunately, Plan B didn't work because this Tech Billionaire's technology didn't work and, he and the President escape in a space ship, landing on a planet thousands of years later and waking up from cryo sleep are gobbled up by dinosaur-looking creatures. 

Yes, I started this post with recommending this film but at the tail end of this endeavour, I find myself really worked up against it. 

Don't Look Up is a Hollywood collusion with a Democrat agenda to throw more dirt at Trump and his legacy, merely using climate change as a tool.  Instead of a making a satire to put a lens on all aspects of the political-industrial-empire machinery vis a vis climate change, it merely uses Meryl Streep and Cate Blanchett to create obnoxious caricatures to poke fun at Trump and Fox News. 

PS. By the way, why didn't they include Melania in this adorable jibe at Trump? 

Saturday, 25 December 2021

Super super market

A stroll around United Bakery on Christmas Day is not a bad way to spend a day at all. 

I don't know what it is about strolling in the Markaz but I love it. I love it more than roaming around Centaurus Mall. And, now there are so many outdoor places to sit and enjoy street food like pakoras, chips, chaat, tea, etc. Too bad, though everything is now served in Styrofoam and plastic. 

I took some photos of the brightly painted walls of the school opposite Super Market. 

I got an amazing shot of bush-hedge tree in the sitting area opposite Munchies. 















What to do with left over egg whites from last night's egg nog?

Last year, I threw a Christmas lunch party but this year has been quiet. 

Why celebrate Christmas though? Honestly, I myself enjoyed the communal and commercial aspects of it, honestly. I have loved the Christmas lunches with Liberian family and friends, I have enjoyed the decorations and Christmas decorations and , the music. I learned many Christmas carols and songs in the American international school I attended. 

Here in Pakistan, it has become a thing over the years and for sure, I think it is enjoyed for commercials purposes. This Tweet says it all: 

Last night, Kavita and I made egg nog and this morning, we used the egg whites left over to make a mushroom and cheese omelette. 

So, here you will see many many tasteful photos (pun intended) of the omelette making by none other than Kavita. As you can see she looks like such an experienced cook in the kitchen! I am so proud of her. 

There is a video, of course, of the whole process: Making Egg White Omelette with Chef Kavita










And, then we enjoyed it together. We also talked about our achievements: Table Talk




And, some selfies in the balcony. 


Monday, 20 December 2021

In an artist's balcony

One of my favourite poem's is In An Artist's Studio and, this post is titled In An Artist's Balcony. 

I have commissioned a mural-type of painting from Kavita and I suggested she paint close family members and friends. 

Here are a few pictures of her starting the piece in the balcony. (By the way, this balcony is the one we mainly use in the winters because the sun is best here during these cold months.) 





There are also some photos of the balcony here. 







Catching the evening golden light

 





Good morning

 


Honestly, there is nothing better than a fried egg and a piece of toast and tea for breakfast, especially on a cold December morning in Islamabad. 

Thursday, 9 December 2021

Golden wintry evening


I got some beautiful shots this evening. Tariq brought Kavita a beautiful big-ass green scooter and, we finally took it for a longer spin to the Park. But,  it turned out to be - in the glow of the golden evening - nerve racking. How does one cross the road? How do you steer a big scooty and a kid? How do you convince kid ? 

The other evening, Kavita insisted on taking her scooty to F-11 Markaz on a nightly stroll. By God, it was a screecher of an evening. I warned Kavita that we have cross the roads of Islamabad which have no pedestrian crossings. We will have to navigate the road and Markaz which even on just plain old feet is hard enough not to trip over: no real sidewalks, access, pedestrian crossings, etc. So, half the time I'm trying to carry the Scooty and steer Kavita who thinks she can do it herself. And, then some handle or wheel kept hitting Kavita. We have several meltdowns. 

Same thing happened this evening and we had a major meltdown. We got over it and, proceeded with our evening.

I made a video of course and it has everything: scooty ride, going down the hill, 4 Labrador dogs, benches, beautiful park and oh wait, a Park sign that says 'No food, no strollers and dogs'. See video here: Go Scooty Go 🛴🌬️🌬️🌬️🌬️🌬️


See how much beautification and landscaping is being done by CDA. 






This is Major Road (what a delightfully original name) that goes to F-11 Markaz