Archive for May, 2009

The hit show America’s Next Tope Model, starting former Victoria Secret model Tyra Banks has become some what of a cult show in America. Running for eleven seasons and returning for its twelfth in the fall, viewers continue to tune in to the CW every Wednesday night to see what crazy challenges and photo shoot antics Tyra is going to have the contestants do. With each contestant vying for the prize of a management contract with Ford Models, a $100,000 contract with CoverGirl, and the opportunity to appear in a top magazine its no wonder that America’s Next Top Model has spurred spin offs overseas such as Britain’s Next Top Model and Germany’s Next Top Model. And now the hype has reached India.

Working as an intern at Red Chillies in the non-fiction TV department, I was assigned to help out on the pre-production of India’s Next Top Mode (INTM), which is scheduled to air in mid August. While I was always aware that reality TV wasn’t actually reality, I’m beginning to understand how much of the shows are actually planned out before the first day of shooting ever takes place. Casting the girls has a lot to do with it. As a prior America’s Next Top Model fanatic, I was in charge of helping out with casting the girls that would fit in certain roles that would create the best reality once shooting began. The best reality TV meaning the more drama the better. So finding girls that would meet all the requirements to be on the show while fitting into certain stereotypes was very interesting.

In addition to helping out with casting, I have also been helping out with research and giving my input on creative meetings with ideas for the show. While it’s a little difficult at times during these meetings because the group talks in Hineligsh, going back and forth from English and Hindi, I’m trying my hardest to give good input and insights into what would make for a good show. I can’t wait to go back on Monday.

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I finally went to my internship!! I’ll be interning on set of a UTV Spot Boy film called Peter Gaya Kaam Se, it’s an action flick about a taxi bike rider from Goa. The title is a phrase in Hindi that means something to the effect of: Peter’s in a LOT of trouble. I met the AD (assistant director for all you non-film folk) and the director (a British man named John Owen). I’d love to give more details about the story but I’ve been sworn to secrecy because the movie is still in production. I’m sooo excited about this and I think I’m going to end up learning a lot.

Another point to note about the locals here: yes always really means no. Do you know where this place is mr. rickshaw driver? yes, yes, yes……. um nope. Will this be done on time? absolutely….. not. I went to grab some movies from the mall today and, again for all you non-film folk, there are two things you need to look for when buying DVDs from other countries: the format (should be NTSC instead of PAL) and the region (where the DVD will play, the USA is region 1). I found an amazing stock of disney movies and I was absolutely ecstatic because you can’t get these in the US due to Disney’s commercially genius but HATED “vault”, which basically means the original Disney movies are recirculated every few years in limited amounts to force people to buy them for escalated prices as soon as they go on the market. Soooo, they all said NTSC (check) but there was no region number. There was a small number in a globe that looked like it could be the region number but I wasn’t sure. So, like we Americans do, I went to ask the staff. None of them knew what they were talking about, they didn’t know what a region was, but every single one of them assured me that it would play in the US. Yes, yes, yes, yes…… aaaand NO. I kept the reciept so I’ll return them, only one is opened, but it’s pretty annoying. There are no straight answers and people are stubborn even when they know that they actually don’t know what they’re talking about. Welcome to India, haha.

I did manage to sort out my region DVD problem (VLC player fixes everything) and now I can watch the Jungle Book, Peter Pan, and Hercules on my computer whenever I like, woot! By the way, all three of those movies along with the Blue Planet series and two Hindi movies were purchases for a whopping 50$. I should come here just to shop, I’d probably pay for the plane ticket with the money I save by shopping in rupees. Almost everything is under ten dollars, cab rides are usually under two dollars and split between three people, a gourmet meal is about 8 bucks, designer clothes are like 20$ (we’re talking Gucci).

We’re living like kings off of the conversion rate but we can’t forget that we’re doing it in a third world country. I’m learning what the words ‘poverty’ and ‘grateful’ really mean, and I’m learning how to kill a cockroach with a frying pan. It’s a mixed bag here so I guess all there is to do is take the good and the bad, the riches and the roaches, and to learn a little on the way.

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There is something in the air that (supposedly) causes the buildings to corrode. The monsoons come full force in the coming weeks and cause some corrosion as well. With corrosion comes rebirth as well, I suppose. Just as death causes reincarnation.

Professor Goenka lectured in our Bollywood class this past spring semester about the body of the female depicted in Bollywood cinema. She reflected on the thinness of current stars and how curvature no longer defines the Indian woman onscreen. If you consult an old popular Hindi cinema collection, you will see that plenty of women wore saris that exposed their curvy stomachs and wider hips. Now it seems as though there is a demand for twiggy legs and dominant personalities. But where are females supposed to find such strength and dominance if our physicality is in utter contradiction to such a trait?

Every beauty onscreen, no matter which country you’re in, appears to be empowered by the angles of camera and her statuesque stance. But why does her empowerment seem to derive from being more masculine? Women are masculinized constantly. What’s a movie without a heartless bitch, a firm businesswoman, a female mastermind, or a dominatrix prostitute? Why can’t women just be women… why can’t they just be strong in their own way. Let’s face it, women have emotions, they have curves, they have mood swings, and they’re individualistic. Not every female character has to be EITHER oober feminine or oober masculine. They are not ALL marginalized and they are not ALL breaking men’s hearts while working full-time for an intelligence agency. There is so much to be played with in that gray area.

I apologize if this has sounded like a rant, but I guess these ideas of feminism have been brewing over a period of time. The female body is corroding and many filmmakers/storytellers have noticed this and have worked against the grain to create real people and characters with more than just face value. The corrosion of the female body should not be part of the 21st century. Empowerment does not come from beauty alone, like most female power seems to come from… it comes from respect for oneself above anything else because that mindset breeds strength in all forms. Femininity should be expressed in its own terms without comparing it to the masculine or catering toward the masculine. Let’s face it… on the surface, she may be tan and glistening, but inside, every woman wants to eat that ice cream. So don’t deny her of it! Revive the real meaning of femininity. Bring out your floral prints, pink ballet slippers, frilly skirts, body curves, and let down your hair! I know I will be criticized for defining “femininity”, so insert your political correct definition here.

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In The Now

Over the past couple of days, everything that was said a couple of days before then have begun to sink in. The Dean of WWI mentioned how many times people fret about the past and are anxious about the future. But what about now? After waking up each morning and realizing, “I am really in India!”, and experiencing the tour of Dharavi, I have recognized my now. That is, to be grateful for the now because nothing is promised. To make the best out of every situation. To learn from others.

Besides taking in this complex culture and having the opportunity to intern abroad, a major part of this trip was self discovery. It’s amazing how much of yourself you can find in others, no matter how different the situation or background. Walking through the slums, my heart dropped in a bit of anxiety and fear. Of what? I do not even know, but it was warming to see the amount of smiles that came our way, the simple wave, or the children asking how we were doing. Imagine. Working for nothing remotely close to minimum wage, and living in a small space with 3-6 other people. Sometimes even 8 persons. You suddenly realize your problems aren’t as big as you believe they are. You begin to make the best out of any situation. And with a smile. I came here with some of my own personal baggage, but I am on longer stressing. Instead, I am simply adjusting. Going with the ebb and flow of life. It is incredible to find such peace in a place that has such complexities. I am in the now. I will deal with the future when I get there. *Gasps* Did that just come from me?

I have also learned that I enjoy spending time alone. Being away from what I am used to, taking invaluable time out from a relationship, and sometimes isolating myself from others here feels almost cleansing. I don’t feel so…so….clamored? I don’t know if that is the right word, but hey! Even in a room full of people, I can channel myself away from it all. I hope no one thinks I am anti-social because I am quite the butterfly 😉 But it feels great to have the opportunity to be selfish with my time. My mom would also be happy to hear I am gaining a great deal of independence on this trip. If riding in a rickshaw alone from Bandra to Goregaon East or Film City to Powai doesn’t do it, I don’t know what will. Lol!

In other news…

i. The internship. It’s going. Simply put. My supervisor just didn’t show up today so I left after nearly finishing my novel. On the few days that there was something for me to do, I researched future guests such as Kiran Bedi, Deepika Padukone, Shahid Kapoor, and Beba Ramdev. ALL very interesting people and I was able to use the info over dinner with Vishal, the Exec Producer of another program at Red Chillies. TG, you were right!

ii. Bugs, Booze, Brothels and Boys. I think that speaks for itself. He na? Thik he, well there are water bugs everywhere and one even thought it was OK to snuggle up in my bed. Ehh, not so much! Every now and then we have a little cocktail and chat. Always fun. Especially in a club like Zenzi ;). Brothels. Uhm, yeah so we may be living on the same floor as a modern day brothel. Pretty cool, huh? …Yeah, I didn’t think so either. Boys. Boys….damn, boys.

Lets see what insight next week will bring!

achcha, bus


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For the past 4 days, Hannah and I have been working under the Assistant Directors of a feature film called PRINCE. Ironically, this is the first time both of us have worked in an office setting and it just so happens to be in a foreign land. Since the production strikes have been affecting the film industry, many productions are halted. We are lucky enough to be on a set for over 4 days starting next week! How exciting! Since the film is not set to release until next year, I cannot disclose much information, but the plot of the film is somewhat like the Bourne Identity series. There’s a lot of action, sexy women, CGI, and cool gadgetry.

Hannah and I have been developing scenery ideas, or image “references” for next week’s shoot. I have developed an interest for art direction and set/property design after researching image references. Once you begin to direct your attention to details of a specific time, theme, set, etc… you really begin to put possible props/designs into the yes or no pile. For instance, the overall look for this film is what TG may call “sleek, sexy and sophisticated”. Therefore, we’ve been looking through images of very contemporary, modern designs that are simplistic in print and minimalist in material… but surreal in shape. I’ve always been a person who has an eye for things but who cannot necessarily put it together… this job is inspiring me to get my hands dirty.

In our search, Hannah and I found this beautiful beautiful chandelier light fixture. A square frame hangs from the ceiling and then “invisible” wires hang around the entire “surface area” of the frame to create a three dimensional shape. Then, on the ends of the wires there are strings of crystals and each wire’s crystals begin further up or further down the wire to create a 3-D design. We are inspired to make one, but may need help from my industrial design friends. 😛

Mostly, the AD team is just preparing for next week’s shoot. We joined onto the project at a slow period. Collaboration in a feature film is incredibly intricate. One department cannot complete their tasks until another reports, so sometimes it can get a little slow. The ADs make a lot of phone calls and coordinate things between different departments (costume design, production design, actors, etc.) We have postponed meetings 2 days in a row due to illnesses in particular departments, so everything gets complicated. Hannah and I look forward to attending a dance rehearsal with the actress of the scene we’ll be shooting, but due to illness that has been pushed back too. Maybe we’ll be able to learn something while we’re there… if she feels better in time. ☺ Also, we’ll be meeting with the Director of the film and the Production Designer to discuss the references that we’ve contributed. Hannah and I are ready for more work, but I’m sure we’ll get it thrown at us next week hopefully.

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Sometimes I forget about the inspiration that I find in mess and ruin.  When I was in 7th grade, I wrote a descriptive essay about all of the junk in my garage; every time I drive through Syracuse and see the old ruins of what were once glamorous Victorian houses, I think about scenes of a movie that could be shot there.  There is something I find beautiful about the way things look when they are worn down.  I think that is why I find the slums so visually intriguing.  They are run down, slouching, colorful, lived-in, uneven and intertwined.  I love all of the little details you can find in them – they’re not clean cut like a brand new building.  Random thought, but reflection-worthy.

Mumbai has started growing on me.  The more time I spend in this city the more comfortable I feel.  Walking out of Akhila’s yesterday and looking up at the buildings of South Bombay, a sweeping peaceful feeling came over me.  I still can’t put my finger on why it struck me just then, or why I felt that way exactly.  I think maybe it comes back to juxtapositions.  Logistically speaking, you would think that a city like this would fail miserably just because there are so many things that contrast with one another.  There are industrial slums right next to looming modern skyscrapers, the immensely rich side by side with the immensely poor, this overwhelmingly chaotic and crowded atmosphere that just…works.  Miraculously.  Somehow.  I don’t understand it.  And I like that I don’t understand it.  I have just come to accept it and move with it instead of worry about it.

I guess that brings me to my last point, which isn’t fully developed yet, but I’m in the process of hopefully figuring it out.  I think that this city is teaching me how to relax and just trust the things going on around me.  That’s not to say that I’ve let go completely, but sometimes I tend to overreact and neurotically worry about things.  I have come to realize that things will work out.  Mumbai is helping me learn to just go with the flow and let things happen instead of trying to plan every single moment.  Right now, I’m not worried about anything and it feels really good.


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“Thwack!” “Thwack!” Accompanied by the rumble of the nearby train, men and women whipped wet clothes against the cement cubicles of their outdoor Laundromat village. Situated against the backdrop of high-rise buildings and bustling streets, the people, or dhobi ghats, bustled through troths of water, zigzagging clotheslines, and piles of the city dweller’s dirty clothes (and apparently ours as well…). Coming from a land of quarter-sucking washers and dryers in the basement of my dorm, I was amazed at the industry and the vibrant setting of the bright clothes and lines bouncing off the surrounding browns and grays of the shack rooftops. In some ways this image describes the juxtapositions of the classes, people, and jobs all located within this city. During our tour of Mumbai we climbed the social ladder from the slums of Dharavi to the Taj hotel in South Mumbai (or “town” as I’ve been told the area is called) seeing and experiencing a 12hour dose of city highlights.

Beginning in Dharavi we walked through both industrial and residential areas of the slums, and yes there are both. I went into the experience anxious and naïve about the slum culture (outside the clips in Slumdog Millionaire). People (myself included) think that the slum inhabitants are lazy people who sit around all day and then beg for money on the streets. However, during the tour I was amazed to see and learn that there are actually 10,000 different industries within the slums. Everything from breaking down plastics to sewing clothing is done in the area with teams of workers who seem to enjoy the community bonding. Walking through the area children always stopped and waved at us to say hi, staring at us curiously and sometimes following us along. I kept thinking, “I can’t image ever living like” but I also had to remind myself that this is all they know and it’s what they’re use to and where everyone they care about is together.

After a couple more stops we finally reached South Mumbai and visited the Taj Hotel and gateway to India. The Taj was one of the most beautiful hotels I have ever seen, with marble floors, waterfall pools, and up scale stores. Situated directly across the street was the Gateway to India, also looming over the crowded streets below. Even on the same block as the palace-like Taj, people of all walks of life gathered under the archway.

Later that night after gaining a second wind, Aamir, Jill, Hannah, Andrea, and I joined some friends from Whistling Woods for a night out. Traveling by rickshaw, my vehicle decided to pull a “video game move,” as my friend jokingly called it, and swerved just in time to avoid a Mercedes Benz making a quick sudden turn, I was again reminded that the only thing lying between me and road kill was a canvas rooftop…totally safe. Getting out of the rickshaw we entered a lounge/restaurant that overlooked the beach and had plush couches and cabanas straight out of a tropical resort guide. The lavish scene made me forget that we were still in the same city we had just driven through. Although I live near Washington, DC and I have seen the range of lifestyles in a city, here it’s set to more extreme levels. A couple homeless men sleeping in a metro station is substituted with entire communities living in wood shacks across from glass skyscrapers and mini malls. While out with our Indian friends one of them explained that Mumbai runs under a system of “organized chaos,” like a rickshaw I guess you just have to hold on and trust it.

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