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Why "Wake Up Sid" movie is my favorite :)

I am very selective about the Bollywood movies that I choose to watch. I don’t like the typical commercial, masaledar movies without any storyline, characters, screenplay and acting. Most of them are ruled out just by looking at the Name of the movie, its banner, its actors and director. And some which pass these filter criteria get eliminated when I watch their trailers. Very few end up in my watch list. And some movies I end up watching forcibly with my family or friends.

Wake up Sid was one such movie, that I came across because my friends chose to watch that movie over tea 4 yrs back. We never completed watching that movie; couple of them found it boring and we got deviated from watching the movie into some other matargashti. I think 2 years back, when I was finding something to watch, I picked up this movie – just because I wasn’t finding anything appealing to watch. And I simply fell in love with this movie despite of its weak story.

Konkana Sen is a talented actress no doubt after her performance in Page 3, but I loved this movie for a lot of other reasons too, so much so that it’s added to my favorite movies list. A movie that I can watch anytime and feel relaxed.
Here are list of things that I simply love about this movie.

1.       1. Sid’s wardrobe!! I love ALL his T-Shirts, I mean first time ever I have fell in love with an actor’s wardrobe in a movie. Look at his T-shirts – Ninja turtles, Scooby Doo, Star war, Flash, Simpson,  Hulk, Atom ant, Dastardly, Tom & Jerry, Mickey mouse, Joker, Snoopy,  Batman, Ghostbuster. My Favorite is Joker and Batman T-shirts. I don’t have as much patience to put those pics, so I am embedding a link to a blog where the writer has taken enough effort to put screenshots of some of his T-Shirts :) Check them out - http://www.oneknightstands.net/geek-t-shirts-from-wake-up-sid/ .


2.       The Opening Scene. I love every little detail in the opening scene. The Justice league wallpaper on the laptop, the comics of Avengers/Star wars etc.., collectibles on the desk, the board with all photos pinned on it, the cartoon calendar,  the Calvin Hobbes, his Sid Simpson drawing, the scribbling on notebook, the distraction from studies.. Everything in that scene.




3.       3. The Interior Decoration of Aisha’s flat and Mumbai Beat’s office. I loved both of them. Having done my course in Residential Interior decoration as a hobby, I could not miss even the smallest detail in Aisha’s Room.


4.       The Photography!! My favorite hobby and evolving passion; I loved the scenes where he walks around with camera clicking the pictures. I enjoyed watching the clicks/photos in scenes throughout the movie.





5.       5. Mumbai City! I had spent early years of my childhood in Mumbai, but then moved to hometown in Karnataka. So I do visit Mumbai once in a while but I would call myself a stranger to the city, since it’s been ages that I have spent quality time in Mumbai. But this movie makes you fall in love with the city. The samundar, the streets, the skyline – it’s all very refreshing. I am soooo wanting to capture Mumbai in my camera this time I visit India.


6.       Ranbir’s acting as Sid. I simply love his expressions and the way, the style in which he talks. He pulled off the character very well. Of the new generation of heroes, Abhay Deol, Farhan Akhtar and Ranbir Kapoor are 3 actors that I enjoy watching on screen; I feel they do justice to the characters they portray in the movies.

7.       Aisha’s dialogue – “Tumhe kabhi laga hai ki apna ghar ho, apna khana khud banao, apne paise khud kamao aur udao. Sab kuch apna banaya hua ho. Independence you know what I mean”:) something that even I used to dream of and happily achieved too :)


8.       8. The Friendship! Sid (Ranbir), Rishi (Namit) and Laxmi (Shikha) share a great chemistry and look good on screen as close buddies.

9.       9. Music. I loved all the songs. But my favorite is the title song “wake up Sid”. Especially the para

Yeh jo kahe woh jo kahe sun lo, Batien jo sahi dil ko lagey chun lo.
Karna hai kya tumhe yeh tumhi karo faisla.
Yeh soch lo tumko jana hai kahan, tum hi musafir tum hi toh ho karwa..”

10.   And last but not the least; movie has a character with my name –“Sarita”; Sid’s mom :) I realized that when I watched this movie again yesterday in order to fill in details for this review.


Well, with this I have accomplished the task of writing my first movie review.  This definitely is not the best movie one can watch, it lacks a lot of things, but I still enjoy watching this movie :)

-Sarita
(Dated: 29 July 2014)

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