Friday, 16 August 2019
Sacred Games Season 2 Honest Reviews with Ending Explained
I usually don't write reviews of various TV series
or movies I have watched over the years. But then, I rarely
have binge-watched something so desperately like Sacred Games Season
2. 8 straight hours from 12 in the morning on Independence Day in 'vain'!
The 'vain' part is debatable because people have different perspective and opinion about these things. But if you know me and my taste in TV series and movies, then perhaps you might associate with the feeling of helplessness I am feeling now. It feels like I have been robbed of my time. Perhaps, had I went ahead with 'The Boys' on Amazon Prime would have been a better deal. But all of this might not be true.
**Review starts here, so if you haven't watched it, you may skip reading the article**
Season 1 ended on a high note where we are left hanging with many questions about the upcoming events. Season 2 did answer everything. Connected the remaining dots from the previous season and presented us with a story which was quite predictable if you happen to cross the first half of the season.
Personally, I felt there were a lot of scenes that had fewer to no sense to it. But yet it was put to our misery. With every episode being close to an hour-long, you expect something good or perhaps a revelation that might create a craving to go for the next episode. In my opinion except the last few and the 1st episode, the season took a monotonous approach. Honestly, I was dragging myself of from 1 episode to another, not to forget the yawn sometimes as well, in the middle.
However, this isn't the first show that gets dragged in the middle that I have watched, but others had something up their sleeves in the end that would wash out the slowness. You feel ecstatic in the end. Perhaps a feeling of good investment and that 'chull' of recommending it to other friends of yours to watch the show comes up immediately; not with this season though. Here, as soon as the season ends, I was searching for a teaser at the end just like Marvel Movies for an answer. I felt betrayed that how could you leave a viewer hanging on a cliff like that. I felt cheated.
We have seen movies like Inception, Seven, etc that had a thought-provoking end. The viewers are left with a lot to discuss. The same happened here as well when you are left ablaze where Sartaj Singh actually is able to disable that Nuclear Bomb or not. However, you may question the intent here. Personally, you would ONLY want him to decipher the code but deep down you know it isn't happening that way. Logically answering, the pattern that he draws and what his brother Shahid dress to activate the Nuclear bomb doesn't match. So, obviously, the bomb would have exploded leaving 8 lakh people dead within the first hour of the explosion, as stated in the series is some episode. But all said and done, you don't want that to accept. Personally, I feel they shouldn't have left it on the viewers to decipher this thing. Because this now creates confusion. A very bad confusion whether the bomb exploded or not. Deep down you might feel it did, but also you wholeheartedly want it the other way round. All this resulting in a sense of despair and confusion. Sigh!
In short, I didn't enjoy season 2 because of how it ends. Therefore, would recommend you to not binge watch it with a lot of expectations. If followed, you might not get disappointed with it, although debatable!
Ciao.
Sunday, 26 May 2019
Crazy. Young. Us
On last Friday, 24th May 2019, I was having a chit-chat
with my office colleagues about various things; notably of which was 'how much
we have changed in recent years!’
The
conversation started when we noticed that the photo on the ID card barely
matches the people wearing it. There is a noticeable difference in face and all
that jazz around it. They instantly declared my id to be somebody
else's. I didn't doubt them. I have changed a lot.
After
this, we began scrolling through each other's Facebook timelines of the early
days of Facebook. A steep stretch of
embarrassment and a mild smile at the corner of the lips, remembering those old
days, could be easily noticed. There were multiple occasions of each person disbelieving it to be themselves
who could put a status or share a poem like that EVER in their life. But it was
us, we knew.
While
I was scrolling through my Facebook wall, I could see dance videos,
relationship advice,
and life lessons. Can you imagine, life lessons coming from a 16-year-old me!
I was astounded.
Or was I? I leave it with you to decide.
Anyways,
I scrolled through almost every single post and was enthralled,
embarrassed but also proud. Proud because I used to come out of my comfort zone
and write all those stuff. I used to put in efforts, form a dance group, set
the choreography by hook
or crook watching other dance videos. Put in hours to make 1 thing
at a time possible. And eventually do it. If I wanted to write a story, I used
to put in hours and hours to write 1 perfect (in my mind) story
and publish it online on my blog and patiently wait for the likes and comments.
Even 1 like and a comment was enough to make
my day.
Or merely the fact of me publishing it online was orgasmic.
In short, my younger version was bold
enough to do what he wants. And if we all look back, we all might be able to
relate to this notion.
After realizing this, I instantly asked this question to
myself, why am I not anymore the way I used to
be? Why am I not that guy who as per one of my friend, involved-into-something-new-
I was
taken aback. I thought about it for some time,
thought about it some more, then some more, but all in vain. It is inconclusive
still at my end why most of us feel they are lazy and just passing through
their life; not living it to the most!
We all might have our own story around it. But in the end,
there is 1 thing in common between all of us. One thing that most of us would
agree to become. And that is to
be the younger version of ourselves again.
For the same, I have taken a step forward by writing this post
and sharing it with you all, just like I used to do once upon a time. Tell me
in comments if you agree on what I have stated and what could be possible
reasons for us becoming, frankly, boring?
P.S: I couldn’t come up with a suitable title for this
post! Sorry! :P
