A love story. Sita falls in love with Rama. She loves him unconditionally, even though he puts her through many tests. He rejects her. He abandons her. Still, Sita dreams only of her man, her ‘Ram’. She remains a prisoner locked in a 1930s Hindu Hollywood musical floor show and fan dance. Will it end badly?
Sounds strangely familiar
A whole new philosophy of sustainable production is born.
My personal experience confirms audiences are generous and want to support artists. Surely there’s a way for this to happen without centrally controlling every transaction. The old business model of coercion and extortion is failing. New models are emerging, and I’m happy to be part of that.
Is it really so cutthroat out here there? (computer says yes.)
Screening: Saturday, April 25, 5:00 PM @ ArcLight Theater (aka Cinerama Dome) – Indian Film Festival of Los Angeles, April 21-26, ‘09
You’re mean to me
Why must you be mean to me?
Gee, honey, it seems to me
You love to see me cryin’
I don’t know why
I stay home each night
When you say you’ll phone
You don’t and I’m left alone
Singing the blues and sighin’
You treat me coldly each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever somebody is near, dear
It must be great fun to be mean to me
You shouldn’t, for can’t you see
What you mean to me
The soundtrack sounds like a keeper. All they need is a record producer, apparently. Let’s see. Do I know any record producers? I do know that lotus plants are freak-ass!
