The Godfather of all movies.


I remember seeing the movie in middle school, and reading through Mario Puzo’s works in high school, they were light reading, to say the least, my father used to read the paper while I read the books, that how easy and comprehendible the words were, and for the most part the movie was the same, sticking to the premise with the attention rightly given to the words that were written in the book, the casting was the hallmark of this movie, and the acting made the book come to life, very few instances have made me say that, the only other at the moment that comes to mind are the first two movies in the harry potter series, among others, but as I have to review them I won’t share the names just so hastily, as prematurely speaking, is a seed that isn’t one that is in time worth reaping.

Marlon Brando was exceptional and F.F.Cappolla was a man who knew what he was doing, among modern day filmmaking that is something else that one can’t say without giving credit to the CGI team and the cinematographer in equal regards, as its more smoking mirrors than back then, when cinema was pure, writing, acting and directing, the three hallmarks of a good movie, in my book.

Al Pacino was a sight for sore eyes as well, he emulated the character of Michael Corleone to an E. The premise and the way the first movie fed into the second, taking a topic that Goodfellas and a few others did take into the right direction, but sadly more bad movies have been made on the Mafia than good, and that is the problem, and also a silver lining for this playbook, as it is made classic thanks to that, the only genre that has worse movies in abundance is horror, well actually all do, my standards are very high for a movie, and this only gets 3, only because of the fact that I don’t want to be biased and have a neutral view, very few critics do that, having been bought by media and production houses on a retainer, it would seem, but that’s something I’ll never do, selling out my love for writing, is more of a death wish, than a respite.

The movie lacked depth in certain areas as did the book, the supporting characters could’ve been better written, no fault of the writer, as in his time there weren’t much to push the mind, but in our time, there has to be more, as anything less won’t be worthy of my time at least, there are iconic dialogues, but they are few and far between, with scenes that grip going in the same direction, as a visual spectacle it doesn’t live up to the hype of the actors that should’ve done a better job, yet Brando and Pacino are deviations from the standard, the standard being average acting, that we saw and in the case of Sunny Corleone, played by a man who doesn’t deserve to be mentioned, over acting seemed to be the only thought that came to mind.

The Godfather is worth a 2- time watch and a one time read, but if you’re not into the mafia way of life, then try to stay clear of this one, as it is nothing but about family dynamics and drama that takes place in the chaos of a family that had so much promise on paper.



Artemis Fowl: Nostalgia reviewed.


Artemis Fowl, now that name is something no 90’s born book reader, who wanted to dive into the scientific and fantasy realms in one read could forget, the beauty of the book, always begins with the first, and Artemis Fowl is someone who will like the diapers that I wore, forever remind me of the childhood love affair I yearn to have again.

If you haven’t read Artemis Fowl, then do so now, for before Harry Potter became the main kid on the block, some of us thought that Artemis Fowl would be the heir apparent to the throne of fantasy, but where Harry Potter took on the dark and twisted, Artemis fowl embodied the childish and confused, and that for the most part was its undoing, not to mention that Eoin Colfer wasn’t regarded by many as the kind of author they would like, or he would be raking in the money and not JK Rowling, but we love both the same, well not exactly, harry potter is, harry potter, but then again, in my heart Artemis Fowl as the singular character between the two will always be greater.

If you haven’t read the fowler, you have lost out on a nostalgic memory that many would keep to this day, because though it deals with fairies and the over complicated at times yet simplistic approach to situations with characters, the fowler is above all a children’s book, though if it could’ve been made darker, it would’ve become something great, but then again 9 years old me, would kick my ass for saying this now.

Now in the first book, you’re introduced to the main villain, but who you feel is the hero, Artemis Fowl, dexter without the stupidity that is cartoon bullshit, he is a genius, rich and on the point of no return, there is a plot here that is mentioned and alluded to in the books but I won’t spoil it, not to mention the insanity that comes with reading a book, that’s action hero meets a neighborhood kid, who wants to become a badass, while doing thing that no one his age would do.

Read Artemis Fowl, just for the childhood of it, and remember that it’s Harry Potter without the dumbass Ron Weasley and the irritating notion of Love beats hate, for this is also as childish, but it never starts off in the way now does it?



The Brothers Karamazov


My good friend Fyodor came up with a gem that has tried the times of different ages and yet stood unwavering and made it seem wanting, this specific novel is nothing short of a masterpiece painting that deserves someone to take a picture and frame it as a memory for future reference.

I have read two different translations of this specific work by the great man and both have for the most part together, filled my mind with a somewhat unmuddied picture of what the thinking pattern and thoughts were in those times, in one specific place, Russia.

The story takes us through the lives of, you guessed it reader, the brothers Karamazov, though initially seeming like a boorish encounter with a type of thinking that might get lost in translating and interpreting a great book with a simplistic outlook, I ventured into the pages with only one view, that Dostoyevsky knew something that many in his age didn’t. The ability to fragment reality on the boundary of one’s imagination and making them grasp for it earnestly is an art, that many writers fail to understand, yet fewer still can even incorporate into their works.

I do not spoil novels by giving the plot away, yet try to show the thinking and ability of words to change the minds of the people reading them, having taken it upon myself to preach a prayer that might get lost on certain minds, I do so, in an inane need to make certain people who might understand great literature from trying books that might just redefine their thinking, the Brother Karamazov is one such book, from the views that are shown from 3 very strong, yet feeble characters, as they try and eventually fail at proving life wrong, in one way or another, making a reader think about the practicality of an endeavour against its fruition.

My favorite character is Alexei, for he has many names of endearment in the novel, yet its the way he starts out, and ends that makes the journey worth living, and hence this specific book worth reading, as nothing pushes one’s mind as not being able to initially relating to a topic, yet not giving up outright on it.

The Brother Karamazov is an epic diatribe, written in a certain rudimentary manner, though that is not Dostoevsky’s fault,but the translators who deemed it worthy of cutting and changing certain lines and schemes in a novel, it’s a crime, at the core of which seems simple, yet life and people are never so, by reading this book especially seeing the different paths that could’ve been taken and scenarios that arose by not doing so, is fascinating, to say the least.

The greatest court scene in literature of its time, that plays out as hamlet, would say, in a river of rhyme, from realization and trepidation at knowing that something is wrong, but it’s the valiant who seem to always take the fall, its beauty is thusly lying in the readers grasp of psychology and philosophy in a sense, as if you aren’t interested in either, then don’t try to read it. The creation of words and making them sing the way they did in this engrossing novel, which in part started to wane a little, but ended specifically as I had predicted, made it worth the laborious hours that I sat, walked, talked, ate while reading it.

So read the book, not for anything else but the fascination of how certain things never change, like the religious sentiments that though you can never talk about in books, at least one couldn’t in those days, yet can be personified in essence by a character that might make you wonder with bated breaths about the greatness of a writer, now, I don’t specifically like his works, as they lose a lot in translation and I don’t deem personally that Russian is a language that can be cultivated for the sheer need to read books written in it, for that would state that I learn german, though I eventually will, being a lover of Nietzsche and Toler to name two of a few that have grasped my mind before.

So in conclusion read the Brother Karamazov to gain a perspective on how the human psyche and relations can leave an indelible mark on how one can think and act in the present times, by taking in the lessons that have been lost in pages that many don’t deem worthy of reading in today’s day and age.

Kafka’s Metamorphosis: Reviewed.


Kafka isn’t for everyone, and after reading one book of his back in High School titled the judgement, it was going to be another meeting between, a person who couldn’t comprehend words and a person who wrote them for the masses, yet the beauty of Kafka came to me later on in life, in college the love affair started truly.

Having read through most of his works, for the most part due to the fact that my own writing style is derivative from most philosophical writers, I wanted to test my grasp of the world seen through the eyes of better writers, great writers, that have been forgotten due to their words being either too pedantic or their views shown in monochrome, yet Kafka, for the most part, isn’t one of those authors, Metamorphosis, shows life that one goes through in the simplest of manners, the protagonist, one day having gone through life in a cyclic manner, of doing what he was expected to do, for people who expected it and living a life of mere existence, turned into an arachnid of sorts.

Now seeing capitalist mentality shown in such a beautiful manner was unnerving for a socialist at heart, that being me, yet the beauty of the novella is more about the dynamics that came into being when the world around him saw the change, rather than embracing it, they abhorred him, admonished him in part as well, yet it was something that most of us should be feeling, as that is what one would think if you merely exist and don’t live.

Kafka’s greatness rests on his imagination and understanding of using metaphors for emotions and subjects by using a term I coined as “Imperfect personalisation”, the theory states that the reader can connect with a subject by placing imperfections in the way one would view the world, the people and the psychology between interactions, by creating a story of thought, that would make them question not only reality but understand the basic beliefs that have been drilled into us since childhood, and question it.

By reading Metamorphosis, seeing a cycle of life being perpetuated to such a degree, that makes people turn into animals that can’t actually relate to us, yet placing in said animal a consious thought, that might make them seem more human than anything less, while still not stating clearly whether that is the basic notion, as with Metamorphosis, he never outrightly stated that the protagonist is an insect, yet by playing on metaphors and painting a picture, that would subliminally make the reader think of an insect, is true ingenuity of the mind.

Now I know many won’t read Kafka, for his works seem to be boorish and elongated to the point of being taken as a sleeping pill, yet if you would delve deeper into the psyche of the writer, it would become apparent why he wanted to write for the masses, to make them realise that the nuances of life weren’t merely there to be followed, but questioned as you began to think more freely.

Other than Harry Potter, which for the most part the world has either read or seen, I don’t tend to write in detail about the characters and stories in the book, because it takes something away from a first time reader, I want people to read the book and not just read a review and make a judgement from it, because every review and reviewer is biased by his own perceptiona nd thinking, hence making his observations on a character or story clouded by his own thought patterns, that is not me, I would like you to read the book because you read what I said and something in it, made you curious to want to read, without making you think about why you shouldn’t.

Shadow Review: Atlas Shrugged.

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Ayn Rand, the lady who made me question the intricacies of a life that would’ve been without her writing as dull as reading enid Blyton novels at the age of 30.

Though I’m not 30 yet and this book isn’t recommended for anyone below 20, due to the sheer perseverence one would need in order to get over this epic novel, not epic due to the sheer numbers alone, but the amount of details and webs that contort in a way to bind you with hate for the book, while engrossing you to such a degree with what’s written to not let go.

It took me 1 week to read this book, very few books have had that kind of effect, now I only go for books that would push that number higher, Atlas Shrugged, though tried its best to beat the time set by Ulysses and The Brothers Karamazov, yet only came close to beating my time spent on reading War and Peace once, that damn Tolstoy wanted to make me succumb, but no bibliophile worth his title, would ever bow without a fight, even if a dictionary is needed.

Atlas Shrugged tells the tale of a man who the world wants to find, Mr Gait, the elusive and enamoring human that not only doesn’t appear till the later part of the book but isn’t someone who I would imagine even existing in our lives, for such kind of individuals don’t exist.

Ayn Rand wants to make the point of being selfish and self-serving in a world that hopes people are magnanimous, I for one am not giving, hence I fell in the love with the thinking behind the character of Gait, even though some of his rhetoric was reminiscent of a fascist leader than a man who’s pride subserviently followed his mind.

This book pits the two belief systems against each other, the need of the many against the ability of the few, yet that is not the case anymore, for people have deluded themselves into thinking that no one is part of the few anymore, anyone can be typecasted into a field and made to excel in it, by the sheer ability of will, hence proving that in today’s world a prodigy might just be another kid who is just developing faster, rather than being insanely gifted.

So if you love reading conscious, thought-provoking novels that might make you question certain realities that wee are living in, then read this masterpiece of sorts fromAyn Rand, I personally didn’t think the book was all that special, as I was led to believe, not due to the authors lack of trying though, it just sometimes isn’t meant to be. Like Mr Gait and the world that he is surrounded by,






Shadow Review #2: Harry Potter #1


Harry Potter is something more than just a book series for my generation, it’s a legacy of our childhood.

I remember fondly the first book I ever read, it was Harry potter and the philosopher’s stone, at the age of 8 and known by all as a slow learner and nothing more, I was an odd duck and people saw that as a great reason for treating me differently.

I found solace in the world that J.K.Rowling made and as I entered it, I was lost in a dream state that helped me cope with the reality that pushed me to the edge of insanity.

The first book for any bibliophile is the one they will never forget and I can’t either, as it made me understand the importance of escaping into another world, at 8, no kid knows what life has in store for them, let alone what is currently keeping to them, harry was more than a book character and I could project a lot of my own frailties onto his, and in return take some of his.

The chapter that hit me the hardest had to be the one with the mirror of erised, no other written word in the book affected and made me feel like I was reading something special like that one chapter, where a mirror showed you what you want more than anything in the world, for harry it was his parents, for me it was a normalcy, being able to play and not be treated differently.

It’s remarkable how when books are written, the author only does so, for an inner reason to share their world with others, I’m currently writing a book and I am doing the same as JK, I’m battling depression at the moment as she did, the only different is that I’ll never be as famous as her.

Harry Potter and the PS is also a great read to give to adults who haven’t read any books before, I gifted my first edition to a friend’s mother, who was battling cancer and she loved it so much that she downloaded the whole series on her kindle and read it, it made me so happy.

For the only thing that makes books great, is their ability to heal us in moments when they nothing else can. The premise of the book, the beauty of the world and the characters initial growth in the first book are only a few of the reasons that make it a great book, add to that JK rowling adding different races and yet keeping the language and flow of the book simple, is nothing more than exceptional.

So if I had to recommend a book to a new reader this would be his, I was not happy after my initial review of Infinite Jest, having not done it justice, so I start again, leaving that review as a reminder of how not to just write whatever comes to ind, but feel what you’re writing.

My best quote from the book has to be “But….I can’t be a wizard” said by Harry to Hagrid, which has more depth than any other quote, even the most famous one, given by Dumbledore at the end of the book, so if on Sunday you find that you want to read and don’t know where to start, here is the perfect place to.

Best Character: Minerva McGonagall

Just because she is everything you want in a teacher and more, a lady who taught me in the first book how teachers are tough for only one reason, it helps students become better individuals in time, her stern and stalwartesque presence was charming as well as one to aspire to.

Best Chapter: Mirror Of Erised.

I’ve already mentioned why, it shows greed and need and the difference between the two.









Infinite Jest: Read & Reviewed.


Ever screamed at the wind and life to take back the ache that plagues ones mind?

I have read many books in my time and though none have been as tough and completely mind altering as this one, many of Kafka’s or Dostoveysky’s works have in the past floored me and made me think hard, yet nothing had me running for the cover of my bedsheet like this 1000 page homage to a life that we have come to live and love at the moment.

My greatest struggle as I read though this novel wasn’t understanding words or phrases, it was the sheer number of intricate details that were written about moments, characters and situations. It baffled me to read something that was as abstract in it’s imagery as it was poetry.

Having read another of Wallace’s works and some of Pychon’s as well, it wasn’t something that I was expecting but was happy to have met, that feeling of getting lost in the book and not realising if reality could be altered by the reading of something so convoluted in it’s entire body. The story was like any other, yet so much different from any before, the characters especially Gately, I haven’t read about someone so broken, yet complete in a long time.

The only character that could be called a protagonist, or something akin to one was Hal Incandenza, yet by not fixating on only one character, wallace has brilliantly narrated a whole plethora of viewpoints and thus increased the need to turn back pages at times to understand where the thought process began and got lost. So on hindsight if you want to read this book remember to pace yourself, it took me 5 days, that is the most I’ve ever spent on reading a book and very few have pushed me to that number, the brothers karamazov was the last book to push me to that number.

So if you want to read Indinite Jest, remember to do so with patience and a hunger like no other, for this book will test your levels of attentive capacity and ability to piece a puzzle.

If you do indeed though want to read about how the modern world of electronics and fast moving minds and slow beating hearts has formed a sort of dystopic existence that is leading to more problems than solutions, this is the book for you.