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Moi

When my mother was pregnant with my brother, my parents read somewhere that it’s important that the first child not feel left out and jealous. So when the little brat was born, I remember Appa taking me for watching a film almost every week. And we always went for night shows. So from a 3 year old child who never cried in the theater (like most toddlers do) to a 17 year old who is trying her hand at film reviewing, it’s been a ride that I owe to my brother, my mother and equally film- obsessed father.

I love films. Period. I’m very prejudiced, technically unsound and obstinate in my opinions - everything that a reviewer should not be. But I love them and I’ll badger you to watch a phenomenal film, till you concede just because I’m getting on your nerves (speaking of which, anybody who hasn't seen Inception, go see it NOW before I start haunting your dreams). So, if my film reviews will enhance even one person’s experience of a film, then I will continue to beg my mother to let me spend an hour writing a review in the middle of the week.

So here’s how things are going to go down. After I write what I personally thought about a film, I will rate it on a scale of five. But hey! Numbers are boring. Ice cream is not. So here is the rating scale.

5 - Coffee ice cream (Yaiy! Awesome!)

4 - Chocolate (Pretty good)

3 - Vanilla (OK OK)

2 - Strawberry (Bad)

1 - Butterscotch (Yuck!)

And people, don’t be too nice to me. If you disagree with me, please leave a comment saying so! The only thing I like more than a debate about cinema is coffee ice cream. Don’t NOT watch those butterscotch films. After all, the bad ones make the good ones taste better. If there are films that you think I should see, let me know. I’ll be watching and reviewing films, old and new, epic and epic fails. So leave behind smileys, feedback and comments. Just keep a hold on the swear words.

Meanwhile, I’m going to keep satiating myself and spend my free time on films, reviews, nothing else.