Remnants of a Writer’s Block: Part II
For a passerby, the cottage of the Littles down the slanting road would have appeared uneventful. The couple, though old, always stood together despite their trivial and inevitable domestic clashes. As time passes, people trapped inside the walls of a building are expected to have their silly disputes. In that way, homes are no different from prisons. You are trapped with other individuals within the walls of a compound. Wherever you go, you return home at the end of the day.
Anyway, the Littles shared what one can call the conventional husband and wife relationship. Mr Little talked little, hands behind his back, and short-tempered. Mrs Little talked far too much, hands waving in the air, and perhaps was the most patient person on the face of the entire Earth. She loved cooking, while he loved building. She loved him, and he loved her.
But again, people trapped inside the walls of a building are bound to have disagreements. Sometimes, Mr Little walks out of the home, ensuring each step he took reverberates through the entire neighbourhood. And when one walks in, probably Mrs Hutchinson, they would find Mrs Little by the dining table, crumbled tissues beside her. Still, they were the most conventional couple ever to be made. Mrs Little would say something like, "It's not that he is heartless. He sometimes just doesn't understand. Men are always angry."
The Long Walk Home
It takes Li Hyun nine minutes to walk home from school. Through the busy roads with the loud traffic, that is. He despises that path. Though no one knew, he never took that road home. He slips through the back gate of his school, down the small muddy track behind the messy Andersons, and through the deserted longer route to the Seoraksan mountains.
That Friday evening, Li Hyun did the same. He never had many people to call friends. Except one, and he had been missing for a while now. So, his evening escapades had never been noticed by any.
As he leapt over the small fence behind the apartment of the Andersons, he reached his favourite spot. The path where maple trees lined up on both sides of the road. It looked just like how it was in the desktop wallpapers. There were differences, of course, but only two souls in the entire world knew about them.
The little boy pulled down the straps of his bag to the maximum. His coffee-brown eyes nearly glistened in the sunlight below his messy, light blonde hair.
"Do you have a minute, sir?"
Oh, I forgot them back at home. Would you like me to get some? Though the words never made it out of the chambers of his mind, Louie was sure that his expressions took no effort to conceal the emotions. He turned around, midway through his haste to the office, late as always. And he instantly regretted not taking the effort to suppress his actual emotions. The college girl who stood before him seemed to have popped straight out of a fairy tale. Was she glowing?
"Sir." She repeats, but it is not loud enough to help Louie discern that he was staring at her without the slightest trace of shame. "Sir," it was almost a shout on the second turn, and it successfully brought Louie back to his senses.
"Yes, yes! How can I help you," Louie paused, "ma'am?" Well, this is getting formal. Louie was never good with girls. Well, people, in fact. There should be a reason why he knocked out the very first person who had the guts to interview him. That man lost his two canines on the right side that day with a single blow. It's expected of an older gentleman, isn't it? It cost Louie a few bucks too.
"Uh, we are doing a survey, and if we could have a minute of your time, it would be great! It's okay if you're busy, you know." The smile that occupied her face the very next moment almost announced that it wasn't okay. And Louie had a hard time deciding between the girl's awkward smile and Katherine's sweetly threatening grin. But again, has any gentlemen his age survived the cute smile of a young girl? "I am totally free!" I am so more than done.
Well, the questions in the survey felt more like a personal attack than the sweet reception Louie had expected.
Do you hate your job? Hell yes!
Do you feel like your earnings are less than what you deserve? Am I even paid?
On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your current standard of living? Negative!
But the answers that made it to the paper could not be further refined. That's how good it was. There might have been a lot of things Louie was unaware of. Doing a survey wasn't one among them. It paid him even more than his job does!
Since the weekly challenges are returning to the fold, and that Christmas is nearly here, and that I am flooding with ideas, I decided to include all the unfinished stories, as of yet, in this segment of the series. Ah, it is a relief to get it out of my mind. Hope you enjoy the story! Now, let me go and do some serious research on Ted Bundy. And also, I have a Christmas story coming up. Let me try to finish the year with a bang ^-^ Lots of love <3
Remnants of a Writer’s Block: Part I
Failure. It's hard to accept. Ursula's burning eyes and clenched teeth said the same. The plated sword went straight through her chest, blood splattered on her armour. There she sits, knees on the snowing ground. Unable to see how this could have happened. How senseless? Did they ever stand a chance?
Hundreds lay behind her. Dead. As cold as ice beneath their rotten corpses. Yet, she stays up. She could never accept failure. Now, she puts up a fight against death. Why, sister, why? Just die. Die.
Herman laughed a laugh louder than the howling winds. The winds smelled of death, of defeat. A feud that lasted his whole life, and it ends without him having moved a finger. He only wished if he could be closer. Staring right into her eyes as darkness carries her away for one last time. Holding her by the sides of her gentle neck, whispering how arrogant she always was. Never grasping when to stop trying. Never knowing when to accept defeat. His stupid little sister.
Ursula stood again, proving Herman right. She didn't know how to stop. One might call it brave. Or perhaps, courage. Fools. Teaching their children virtues they never kept themselves. But Ursula was too naive to understand. And Herman too wise. He knew how the world worked. Knew when to turn around and grab the sword before getting stabbed from behind. He knew when to run and when to stay. But not his little sister.
And time has left them both at their righteous positions. One on the icy ground, putting up their final fight. And one on the balcony of their citadel, waiting for the other to fall down to their death. Their eyes met for one brief second before another arrow pierced right through her shoulder. Herman could hear her scream in anguish, but he wasn't sure. A battle cry, it seemed to be. But with none to follow. A single young girl against the greatest army in the West. It was only a matter of time.
If Ursula had a bow and an arrow, she would have used her last breath to send Herman plummeting down into the snow. He knew it too. Why else would he stand behind his two best guards? Fear, some call it. Or cowardness. But Herman knew better. It was wisdom. It was what a true King would do.
Another arrow pierces her left shoulder. This time, it sends her back to her knees. Kneeling. There was only one way this could end. And it was about time.
Blood isn't red. It's more of a crimson. Darker. And denser.
Blood isn't warm. It's cold. Almost frozen, that it sends a chill down your spine.
Blood isn't like water. It's thicker. Sticks to your skin like paint. Hard to remove once stuck.
Or perhaps, it's the royalty. Maybe, the starving children out in the streets have blood bright red. Maybe, the fragile slaves in the newest forts have blood with warmth. Maybe, the young women in the royal halls have blood like water. But not the blood of the king. His blood is cold. His blood is thick. His blood is crimson-- nearly purple. At least, that's how Naziya feels against her face.
She shoves the rotten corpse down from the dusty throne. As it rolls down the stairs, nearly detached, Naziya can see the purple stain it leaves behind. Of course, the rugs will have to be changed. So should the lights. And the tables. And Norvamyne. And it will. It has to.
Naziya never expected her to be the one to sever his throat in the end. With what time had left her, she no less than deserved it. And now, she has completed her purpose. Her destiny. Her wish. Her dream. Her life. A faint smile creeps its way down her little cheeks.
She has never felt this emotion in a while. The last time she did, she lost the only person who could have saved her. Or, in fact, saved the king from what was to come. He should never have killed the one she loved. He should never have hurt Naziya. Not again.
And there it is. A bit of fantasy, I know. For a while in between all this mess, I have to admit that I was kind of captured by the thought of being able to create an entirely new world right from our desks. I mean, creating new characters is something I love to do, but a different realm-- that's a whole another level! And I know I posted this about a day late, but what can I say? Life happens (: I hope something about the two short tales that never made it to the end will inspire your creative self to do something marvellous. Keep writing! Keep loving! And stay happy! Lots of love <3
Existential crisis, maybe?
Lost is the will to live,
so is the wish to die.
A desire to not exist.
Coursing through my veins
is a pain, uninvited.
like needles, sharp.
pale skin, tearing.
Blood, dark red,
dense, but cold.
Lost is the will to live,
so is the wish to die.
A desire to simply not exist.
Yeah, I guess I wrote another... poem(?). I mean, the last thing I thought would invigorate the sense of poetry in me was a mundane session of accounting, but again, why not? I mean, clearly, I would have preferred being motivated at the sight of perhaps the most beautiful sight in my life, but this works great too! And the class desk was my pencil's victim on this one. It's turning out to be quite the notepad these days, I really can't help it. And I am certainly not tagging anyone on this stuff, but if you have stumbled down here, I hope you enjoy... whatever this is. Stay happy ^-^
December (In Preview)
As many of you might have noticed by this point, I have some serious issues with time management. I announce my return out of nowhere in a while and then disappear. I again announce my return out of nowhere and then disappear. Announce. Disappear. Announce. Disappear. Announce. I guess I might have made it clear enough, even though I did have a tendency to create an entire post repeating the words for all of eternity. How the nights drive us crazy!
Well, I have decided to bring it to an end. No, not the repetition, of course. I mean, yes, the repetition indeed, but not the one with words. But mine. No more announcing and disappearing stuff. That's why I ended the cycle with an 'announce' and not a 'disappear'. I know. That was such a clever wordplay. Sometimes, I am flattered by my own genius.
So, a few months back, I did something similar to keep myself on track with my stories, but it was much more of a preplanned thing. I was yet to get my writings written. But this time around, I did something different. I have already penned out all that I will be posting this month. And yeah, I know, I sound like an actual genius right now, but I assure you that it was pretty much unintentional. I mean, I just tried to get some stories done whenever I could get some time out of everything else, but it didn't turn out so well. So, here are what we are going to do this Christmas season! (I know almost none of you have any reason to be excited right now, but I am very, very excited to say this!)
December 12th, 2021- Remnants of a Writer's Block: Part I
December 19th, 2021- Remnants of a Writer's Block: Part II
December 26th, 2021- Jólakötturinn
Remnants of a Writer's Block is a relatively new idea where we will deal with two stories in every segment that never made it until the very end. And as of right now, I have five stories that didn't receive their much-deserved conclusion, if that's what we are going to call it. Four of those stories will be featured this month in the series. (But I might finish the last one among the unfinished ones, so there's that.) And the one on December 26th, it's a story that will be set in a Christmas atmosphere near an isolated village of Iceland in the 19th century. Oh, I am so excited about this! I hope everyone is doing great! Merry Christmas, everybody!
Lots of Love,
You-Know-Who (No, not the Harry Potter one. It's just, you know, you know what, never mind, it's nighttime here, so, Happy Christmas... season!)
We meet again!
It had been so long.
What can I say? Life is a mess.
But hey, I’m alive! Isn’t that great?
College is better than I thought it would be.
I love to talk, and my friends are in pain.
But it’s okay. They’ll adjust with it.
It’s me, after all.
How bad could it be?
What could be worse?
Never mind my brain.
He hasn’t changed much,
But so haven’t I!
Is this a poem?!
Uh, I don't think so...
Ah, I missed you all so much <3
Chapter 2: Camila, The Way Old Fairy Tree?
With Graham long behind me, I continue on my trail to the fairy tree. The closer I am, the more I realise how majestic she is. She stands like a queen-- firm on her roots upholding a trunk that stood the tests of time. She stands above everything else in her vicinity, with her branches wide like a queen on her citadel’s balcony. If she doesn’t know where Jo is, I don’t think anyone does.
I hover over the cold river, dark and deep, shielding a moon of its own. The moon underneath seems considerably closer to reach out to rather than the one in the sky. It makes me wonder why no one might have attempted the same. I hold myself from investigating the possibility right there, right then. It was bare and empty, after all. What will it change if I successfully reach out?
I am now only a few feet away from the fairy tree. And another few feet away from Jo. I bring myself to a halt when I reach a distance from where she could hear me, “Ma’am, have you seen a little girl?” The fairy tree doesn’t answer. She seems to be stargazing. I decide to ask a bit louder this time, “She is a young girl. She is missing.”
That gets her attention. Not much, though. She asks me something widely different, “Isn’t it beautiful?” I am unable to understand what she is trying to convey. “What is?” I ask. She is a wise lady. The ones with wisdom always make the simple things appear cryptic. Perhaps, it is what this is.
“The stars. The night sky. The cold wind. Look around. With your eyes open.” She says. Is this a riddle? Does she mean that I am not looking hard enough? But where is Jo? The tree continues, “Did you find what you are looking for?” Now, it’s a bit terrifying. Not terrifying. I am not terrified. But it feels weird, like a murderer asking whether their prey is happy tonight.
“I am Camila. And you?” Camila! What? Why? Camila literally means young. And she is old. Way old. Her barks seem to have wrinkles like that of Jo’s grandmother. This is hopeless. This psychic tree is not taking me anywhere. Why is everything so fruitless tonight?
I walk away from her. Some part of me still anticipates a call from behind, finally sharing the relevant details. But she doesn’t. She goes back to gazing at the blank sky the moment I take a few steps away from her. Hopeless. A small blade of grass is called Graham, and a too old fairy tree is called Camila! Who even names these people?
I know the chapter feels like a let-down after what might have seemed like a nice start. I wrote the beginning a few weeks ago, but I could never finish the chapter after that. So, this is much more of a rough effort to get things done rather than a well-written chapter. I hope you guys forgive me for that (: The chapter does follow the outline, just not good enough... I will try and make up to it with the next chapter ^-^ Hope you guys like it!
"Anything else, dear?"
Sabrina politely refused Mrs Taylor's offer with that sweet smile that could only belong to her. It was that gracious giggle that made the young lady famous in town, even when she rarely appeared down here. Her house is somewhere near the woods, the young boys say. It was the sole thing her father left her with, says the older fellas in the armchairs. And yes, to have stories told about you can be exciting. But not always.
"Oh, and I could use a broom, Mrs Taylor. The old one leaves more dust than it sweeps."
And that was the moment when everything changed. Mrs Taylor, who had been busy totalling all the prices despite her poor mathematical skills, gazed up at her in shock. The young boy, fiddling around with the worn-out bicycle tires, stood still as his tires rolled down the stairs to the harbour. The senior gentleman, busy scanning the papers beside her, no longer cared about the headlines. Clearly, they just beheld the beginnings of the forthcoming big news in town.
Even as Sabrina left the store, no longer wearing her adorable smile, she could feel the stares. How can someone feel those eyes? She doesn't know, but those eyes pierced right through her skin. The broom stood projected out of her little jute basket, and no one hid their suspicions as she walked to the edge of the town. Sabrina could hear the faint whispers amidst the cacophonies of the busy street. And for some reason, she knew they were talking about her.
Sabrina walked a little faster, feeling a growing sense of uneasiness clawing about her insides. Unfortunately, this only adds to the suspicions of the piercing eyes. She could now hear their breath. Perhaps if the town was quieter, she could have listened to their heartbeats too. Soon enough, she could hear the footsteps following her in stealth, closing in for the day's prey.
And before Sabrina could restrain herself, her legs took off, attempting their best to carry their keeper to the safety of her home. The jute basket slipped off into the gutter, soaking her favourite cookies in the swamp. But she couldn't care any less.
Of course, the home could not keep her safe. But sometimes, it seems to be the solution to everything. Returning home. But in those nefarious eyes, it was no longer a home. It was a coven. And Sabrina, a witch. Their prey. The one to burn while they relax and watch.
"Burn her." There never was much Sabrina could do. Apparently, the young man, whose love she refused, had seen her cooking potions. Smoke billowing out of her little coven. And another little girl who had seen her in her nightmares. All she could do was beg, and she did. But the men took the decision for the Gods, and how could she prove them wrong?
The young man was smirking as she got carried away by the relentless guards. The little girl sneaked behind her mother, unwilling to listen to the pleads of a witch. One day, they might take her away too. She doesn't know. In the name of God, they say. How could one kill an innocent girl in the name of God?
She doesn't know, but as she felt the fire melting her skin, she realised it. Her father loved the legends of the lost kings and their declining realms. They perch helplessly on their thrones when the Wicked takes over. In the name of the King, they say. But the King would have long lost his hopes on bringing happiness back to his kingdom. He just shuts his eyes and says it's dark. Sabrina wouldn't blame him. There wasn't much he could do.
Even as the young lady could feel Life doing its best to hold on to her, she was perplexed. Who was more terrifying? The King or the Wicked?
I got a long explanation to make, haven't I? *innocent lauughter* Well, to start off, I am in college! As if that justifies everything XD Well, I messed up. I guess that's pretty evident when it's about me *facepalm* But yeah. Well, technically, life messed up way better than I did this time around, so I guess I did okay XD Anyway, I will try to come up more often from now on. And yes, this story will (from now on) hold the record of the fastest story I have ever written ^-^ It took me about... an hour? An hour and a half? Well, definitely not a week or longer, as it normally is XD I hope you guys like the story. Missed you all too much!!! Warm hugs everywhere ^0^ <3 <3 <3
#fiction, not the last part (:
Book3: Part I (2021)
Attention, booklovers! This is Chacko Stephen, your personal entertainment companion. And welcome to Book3, where we discuss everything novel. Let us hop right in!
So, this is how it works. It is simple. We introduce three new books (which I plan to read soon...), describe the plots, and pick a favourite from the previous article. Trust me. This will be fun! And perhaps, you will find your next big read up here!
And to be honest, this is not the best list out there, but we have some gems lined up here tonight. Without further ado, let us get into it!
1. Welcome to Nowhere (Elizabeth Laird, 2017)
Genre: Fiction, War.
Plot: Twelve-year-old Omar and his brothers and sisters were born and raised in the beautiful and bustling city of Bosra, Syria. Omar does not care about politics - all he wants is to grow up to become a successful businessman who will take the world by storm. But when his clever older brother, Musa, gets mixed up with some young political activists, everything changes . . . Before long, bombs are falling, people are dying, and Omar and his family have no choice but to flee their homes with only what they can carry. Yet, no matter how far they run, the shadow of war follows them - until they have no other choice than to attempt the dangerous journey to escape their homeland altogether. But where do you go when you cannot go home?
And I was desperate for a leap out of my comfort zone! When I read the plot, it suddenly struck me that I had never read anything that features;
One: The plights of immigration.
Two: Any of the Arab Nations (except once in Inferno where they visit Hagia Sophia)
Three: Something that focuses on Muslim characters.
That’s a terrible lack of diversity that I can see in my reading habits! And when I thought about more of these lacks, I was surprised by the number of items I could come up with. It is about time that I start exploring these new realms... (And the book is described in the first person, so I felt it could help me a bit with my current project. It did.)
2. The Rise of Wolves (Kerr Thomson, 2017)
Genre: YA, Mystery.
Plot: Innis Munro is walking home across the bleak wilderness of Nin Island when he hears the chilling howl of a wolf. But there are no wolves on the island - not since they were hunted to extinction centuries ago. He decides to investigate his island home and accepts an ancient challenge: he who jumps the Bonnie Laddie’s Leap wins a fortune. As the wolves rise from the darkness of history and long-buried secrets resurface, Innis’ adventure truly begins ...
Well, there was a more specific reason why I chose this one. I was planning on writing a novel set in Scotland somewhere in between all this time. (Nope, I didn’t write it. I didn’t.) And I wanted to know as much as I could about Scotland and the Scottish before I began. And as you might notice, the next pick is also set in Scotland!
And there are wolves! But no, that wasn’t the primary reason. (It is more like a secondary one...) I also figured out that even as a teen, I had never explored many YA novels before. So, I went for a YA pick, and why not wolves and teens?! It is always fascinating! Except for Twilight, perhaps...
3. Farewell Tour of a Terminal Optimist (John Young, 2017)
Genre: YA, Contemporary.
Plot: Quick-witted, sharp-tongued Connor Lambert will not take it any longer: the bullying, the secrets, the sympathy. He has been dying from cancer for years, but he is not dead yet. He is going down fighting.
Forming an unlikely friendship with fellow juvenile delinquent Skeates, the pair stage a breakout and set off on a crazy tour across Scotland -- dodging the police, joy riding and extreme partying -- to find Connor’s dad, an inmate at Shotts prison.
But Connor’s left two things behind -- the medication he needs to keep him alive and the girl who makes living bearable. A fresh and bold debut novel-- full of heart, guts and raw emotion. Farewell Tour of a Terminal Optimist is a brilliantly funny, thrilling exploration of friendship, identity and mortality populated with witty, sharply drawn characters.
Yep, I needed something messed up. And this one was satisfying the criteria splendidly! I mean, what could be messier than two crackhead teenagers out in the open? They don’t even have to break out of something here. Trust me, I know!
And it’s set in Scotland! It’s a beautiful country. I mean, I don’t have very high expectations with this one, but I think this will be a fun read.
And that’s it! That’s the three I am about to delve into for the time being. (Well, I might have already finished one of these and almost finished the other two, but let’s just say I didn’t. That’s not the concept of these posts...) Since this is the very first in the segment, I don’t think this was (It isn’t) the best way to present the books, but I will come up with better ideas next time! I assure you that!
Since this is our first edition, we don’t have a favorite book from the past article. But we will have one next time! I do have some lovely books in the next list! Do let me know which one among the three caught your interest! Anyway, this had been Chacko Stephen, your personal entertainment companion, and we will see you soon with another segment of Book3. Now, grab your novels, play some music, sit back and enjoy. Happy reading!
I actually had plans to put out the next chapter of Has Anyone Seen Jo tonight. But then, this week didn’t really pan out the way I thought it would *facepalm* I am sorry. But then, I thought I will pull this one up now. I had it in my drafts for a while, so I thought this might be the perfect time to put it out there! Hope you guys enjoy it, and perhaps, actually find something interesting! And I assure you that I will come up with a refined, better version next time ^0^
Lots of love,
#nonfiction, or is it?
Popcorn Starbucks! (September 2021)
Attention, film fanatics! This is Chacko Stephen, your personal entertainment companion. And welcome to Popcorn Starbucks!, where we discuss everything cinema. Let's hop right in!
So, this is how it works. It's simple. Every month, we will check out ten movies that stand out from the crowd, pick an old favorite from the past month, and share our personal thoughts up here. Trust me. This will be fun!
September 2021. It's not the best list out there, but we have some gems lined up here tonight. Without further ado, let's get into it!
Genre: Action, Adventure, Thriller.
Cast: Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Miku Martineau, Woody Harrelson.
Plot: After she is poisoned, a ruthless criminal operative has less than 24 hours to exact revenge on her enemies, and in the process, forms an unexpected bond with the daughter of one of her past victims.
Cyberpunk and neon lights! It's totally cool! And yes, that could turn out to be the only positive thing about this movie. It looks cool! Totally cool! But don't raise your bars so high up with this one. Yes, you got Mary Elizabeth Winstead and all-time-versatile Woody Harrelson in there. But something feels off. The action sequences could be neat, though. After all, it's produced by the studio that gave us the brutal John Wick trilogy.
9. Prisoners of the Ghostland
Release Date: September 17th, 2021
Genre: Action, Adventure, Western?
Cast: Nicolas Cage, Sofia Boutella, Bill Moseley
Plot: In the treacherous frontier city of Samurai Town, a ruthless bank robber is sprung from jail by a wealthy warlord, The Governor, whose adopted granddaughter, Bernice, has gone missing. The Governor offers the prisoner his freedom in exchange for retrieving the runaway. Strapped into a leather suit that will self-destruct within five days, the bandit sets off on a journey to find the young woman—and his own path to redemption.
In Cage's own words, it's the wildest movie he's ever made. And that says something. After acting in Ghost Rider, Face Off, and even a Superman flick, if this is the wildest, it's indeed one to look out for. Of course, the plot is a lost cause, but give the trailer a watch. You will be intrigued to know more! It could be a fantastic cinematic experience. And that gives it a rank in the list.
8. Dear Evan Hansen
Release Date: September 24th, 2021
Genre: Drama, Musical
Cast: Ben Platt, Kaitlyn Dever, Amy Adams.
Plot: A high schooler, plagued with social anxiety, concocts a story to become closer to the family of a deceased classmate.
The lighthearted ones are here too. Once a generation-defining Broadway phenomenon is getting adapted into a movie. And yes, the trailer looks promising. It might be a little tearjerker that can take us on an emotional journey. And I am all for it, are you? Moreover, it's brought by the director who gave us The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) and Wonder (2017).
7. I'm Your Man
Release Date: September 24th, 2021
Genre: Drama, Romance, Sci-fi?
Cast: Dan Stevens, Maren Eggert, Sandra Huller
Plot: To obtain funds for her research, Alma is persuaded to participate in an extraordinary study. For three weeks, she has to live with Tom, a humanoid robot designed to be the perfect life partner for her- tailored to her character and needs.
Now, that's a plot! Uniqueness, here we are! And, of course, it had to be German to be unique! "Hallo, personen!" No, I don't know German. Another heartwarming movie, for sure. Yet again, the trailer promises a beautiful story to be unveiled. This one will fill your heart. Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst!
Release Date: September 3rd, 2021
Genre: Historical, Drama, Legal.
Cast: Michael Keaton, Stanley Tucci, Amy Ryan.
Plot: An attorney learns a lesson in empathy when he is faced with the near-impossible task of determining how to compensate families who suffered incalculable losses as a result of the September 11th attacks in 2001. Based on factual events.
Yes! Yes! A hundred times yes! Michael Keaton, Amy Ryan and Stanley Tucci in a legal drama! How can I not say yes?! It's based on the book 'What is the Worth?' by Kenneth Feinberg. And the fact that it is based on actual events adds to the hype! The movie could be slow-paced and not everyone's cup of tea. But I am all for it! Bring it on, people!
Release Date: September 3rd, 2021
Genre: Musical, Teen, Fairy Tale
Cast: Camila Cabello, Billy Porter, Pierce Brosnan.
Plot: Cinderella is a bold new take on the traditional story you grew up with. Our heroine is an ambitious young woman whose dreams are more powerful than the world will allow, but with the help of her Fab G, she can persevere and make her dreams come true.
Look, I get it. No offence. I like Camila Cabello. You brought in Pierce Brosnan! And I like the Cinderella story. I know you all have a magnanimous library of rich resources. But do some originals, man! They are rebooting things far too much. It's exhausting now! The world needs more tales to be told! At least, do something a little different, like, perhaps the story after the union of Ella and the Prince. Wait! That could be a great story!
4. Afterlife of the Party
Release Date: September 2nd, 2021
Genre: Romantic, Comedy.
Cast: Victoria Justice, Midori Francis, Spencer Sutherland.
Plot: Cassie, a social butterfly, experiences the hugest party foul of all--Dying during the birthday week. To her surprise, she is given a second chance to right her wrongs on Earth by reconnecting with loved ones, and most importantly, prove that she is worthy enough to get into the big VIP room in the sky.
A creative rom-com. Thank heavens! It had been so long. We missed you! It's directed by Stephen Herek, who brought us Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (1989), 101 Dalmatians (1996) and The Three Musketeers (1993). A polished British guardian angel, jokes on superstitions- this will be a fun flick to look out for. After the kinds of Evan and Bruce Almighty, it's time for a lady to take the stage. This might not be one to remember forever, but sit back and enjoy your leisure time. But be ready. We all know what they might do at the end.
Release Date: September 10th, 2021.
Genre: Horror, Thriller.
Cast: Annabelle Wallis, McKenna Grace, Maddie Hasson.
Plot: Malignant focuses on Alan Gates, a cancer patient with a terminal diagnosis who is resigned to his fate until he discovers that his tumor is actually a mysterious parasite. Granted a second lease on life and incredible, otherworldly powers, Alan must fight against an evil army buried beneath society skin, all the while unlocking the secrets of his forgotten past.
James Wan. Horror flick. Need I say more?! That man can make the audience remain on the edge of the seat for as long as he wants. The plot feels a bit far-fetched, but mark my words: This movie will have its moments. I am not the biggest fan of horror films, but I have faith in this guy. Hell, he even made Aquaman scary at times!
2. The Duke
Release Date: September 17th, 2021
Genre: Biography, Comedy, Drama.
Cast: Jim Broadbent, Helen Mirren, Matthew Goode.
Plot: Set in 1961 when Kempton Bunton, a 60-year old taxi driver, stole Goya's portrait of the Duke of Wellington from the National Gallery in London. It was the first (and remains the only) theft in its history. Kempton sent ransom notes saying that he would return the painting, but in turn, the government should agree to provide television for free to the elderly. What happened next became the stuff of legend. Only 50 years later did the whole story emerge – a startling revelation of how a good man set out to change the world, and in so doing, saved his son and his marriage.
I know many of you might disagree with Cinderella up at 5th and Malignant up at 3rd, but come on, everyone! Watch the trailer once. If that doesn't play a little with your emotions, I am confused with your state of mind. This will be a good story. Yes, I know it is based on actual events. But the performances, the filmmaking-- this movie will leave us all with some well-earned emotions. This could even be my favorite on the entire list. And given that Jim Broadbent (Game of Thrones, Harry Potter franchise, Narnia Franchise) and Helen Mirren (The Queen, Hitchcock, RED franchise, Fast and the Furious franchise) are playing titular roles, this will have stellar performances too.
1. Shang Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings
Release Date: September 3rd, 2021
Genre: Action, Adventure, Superhero.
Cast: Simu Liu, Awkwafina, Tony Leung, Michelle Yeoh.
Plot: Martial-arts master Shang-Chi confronts the past he thought he left behind when he's drawn into the web of the mysterious Ten Rings organization.
Yes! If you know me, at least a little, you saw this coming! This had to be on the top of the list! Asian superheroes and Martial Arts in the MCU- I am already in! And they brought in legends like Tony Leung and Michelle Yeoh in there! The trailer looks marvelous (forgive the pun) and beyond what the MCU is used to. The visual effects are off this world! I am excited.
Since this is our first edition, we don't have a favorite flick from the past month. But we will have one in October. Oh, we do have some lovely movies releasing this October. Do let me know which one are you looking forward to this month. This had been Chacko Stephen, your personal entertainment companion, and we will see you next month with another segment of Popcorn Starbucks! Now, grab your popcorns and Starbucks, play a movie, sit back and relax. Happy watching!
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Hey everyone! I am thinking of starting something new. Some things new, to be honest. And yes, one of them (this one) is called Popcorn Starbucks! I know. That's a silly name. I love silly names *chuckling* It's just, I had to get out of the fictional realm. I need to gain some knowledge in other fields of writing too. And this felt like the most easiest one in the list. I do talk a lot, and I love watching good movies. So, I thought this could be a good place to begin. I watched about 40-45 trailers last week, and read a ton of synopses XD I mean, it was fun! The difficult part was refining the list! I am absolutely horrible with choices. Anyway, let me know what you guys think (:
Lots of love,
Always Read the Challenge First. Always.
It surprised me not to find this name when I skimmed through the challenge entries: @Clarity. If you had known me for a while, you might know that I am a mad fan of her work. She is not around these days. But she was, is, and forever will be one of my favourite writers on Prose. Her novels are a must-read. Her ideas are ingenious. And if you still haven’t read her works, my friend, you are missing out.
I am trapped. Will keep it short.
@GLD: She changed me as a writer, and furthermore, as a person. I think that says a lot.
@Mnezz: She is the lifeblood of Prose. Period.
@Danceinsilence: I have said this before, and I will say this again. Since the day I met this man, I have never felt the lack of a proper father figure in my life. And, less is more.