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Jailer Review: Rajinikanth Entertainer Locks in All Action Elements
Read our quick spoiler-free review of the 2023 action-thriller "Jailer" starring Rajiniknath.
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Rating: 3.5 out of 5.
If you missed catching Rajinikanth’s 2023 movie “Jailer” on the big screen, the action-thriller is now available on Prime Video and damn, watching it in the theater would’ve definitely been worth it. I knew what to expect from the film, and was a little worried about the long 2h 48m runtime, but was thoroughly entertained for most parts!
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Jailer (2023) | Dubbed in Hindi
Muthuvel Pandian lives a peaceful life with his family, but a sudden intrusion of unwelcome parties in the lives of his family forces him to turn to a path he had long left behind.
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Book Blurb: A Standalone Dark Rulers Romance
Vale has lost everything to the plague--friends, servants, and almost the entire royal family. Newly crowned as queen of a dying nation, she determines to stop the tide of grief by summoning and ensnaring Arawn, the Death God himself. But Arawn is none too happy at the human queen's attempt to control him, and he's determined to teach her a lesson.
Trigger warnings are available on the author's website and in the front matter of the book.
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When a Queen’s kingdom is cursed by a plague that is killing her people she haw no choice but to summon an ancient God and make a deal with him. Queen Vale has lost everything to the plague, her friends, family, and servants. With her kingdom and people at risk and dying, she decides to risk it all and summons the Death God, Arawn himself to help her. She binds him to her for one year, but there are darker games at play and other gods who are plotting to destroy him and her. What starts off as an antagonistic relationship soon turns into something more as both Arawn and Vale discover more about each other... but what Arawn has not told her is that if he falls in love with her while he is bond to her he will lose his throne and by binding himself to her, if anyone kills her his own life will also be at risk. For two people who have begun to fall in love, this might prove to be a very difficult problem. Can Arawn and Vale save each other and her kingdom or was their love never meant to be? I loved this standalone romance! Arawn and Vale are both pretty new to being in love and they both care for one another despite their rocky start. It was sweet getting to see them fall for one another despite how much death was around them.
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Jailer Movie Review
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Jailer Movie Review - Rajini - Anirudh Excel, but Nelson disappoints
Movie: JailerRating: 2.5/5Cast: Rajinikanth, Vasanth Ravi, Ramya Krishnan, Tamannaah Bhatia, Jackie ShroffDirector: Nelson DilipkumarProduced By: Sun PicturesRelease Date: 10th August 2023
Story: Muthuvel Pandian (Rajinikanth) is a retired Jailer who lives with his wife (Ramya Krishnan), son (Vasanth Ravi) who is also a police officer, daughter-in-law (Mirnaa) and grandson happily. Pandian’s son…
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Not art but I need everyone to know about Saria bunny merch situation because it's driving me crazy.
Not sure if it production errors or not but the recent Saria buns have been very big (larger than average anyways).
For comparison, from right to left, smallest one was from November 2022 (preorder DV batch), the middle one (custom jailer outfit but the bunny is official) was from November 2023 and the the latest one on the left with the fat head is from this month January 2024. The clothes don't even fit her anymore 😭
I don't think I'm the only one since my mutual has it too, even the photo review on Taobao shows a bigger bunny than average size.
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Interesting. Having watched ROTJ in the theatre when it was released, I can tell you that the grief of the rancor's keeper was played for laughs. And it worked. People in the theatre around me laughed at the keeper. Of course, people think Boba Fett is the hero of the movie, so people are fucking stupid.
I mean ... I'm not sure the reactions of the theatre tell us much about what the intended purpose of the scene is or how to interpret it.
Roger Ebert's 1983 review opens with:
Here is just one small moment in "Return of Jedi," a moment you could miss if you looked away from the screen, but a moment that helps explain the special magic of the Star Wars movies. Luke Skywalker is engaged in a ferocious battle in the dungeons beneath the throne room of the loathsome Jabba the Hutt. His adversary is a slimy, gruesome, reptilian monster made of warts and teeth. Things are looking bad when suddenly the monster is crushed beneath a falling door. And then (here is the small moment) there's a shot of the monster's keeper, a muscle-bound jailer, who rushes forward in tears. He is brokenhearted at the destruction of his pet. Everybody loves somebody.
It is that extra level of detail that makes the Star Wars pictures much more than just space operas.
Lucas said, "I like the idea that everyone loves someone. And even the worst, most horrible monster you can imagine was loved by his keeper. And the rancor probably loved his keeper."
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THERE ARE NO STARS IN THE PIT
With a shock, I struck against cold stone, and before I had even the chance to inhale, to blink, to raise my head or process what had happened, there was a blow to the center of my back, and I was sprawling flat.
Hands gripped my arms and legs, and I was hauled upright with a rasp of chains. Chains...heavy on my wrists. When had they appeared? My feet left the floor for a moment as I was lifted bodily and slammed into a seat of some kind. The metal bars dug into my back.
At last, my vision cleared, and some sense returned to the world. I was in a small chamber made of smooth rock; walls on all sides, rising into the distance above. Ahead, there was a faint light; a gap, a window.
I groaned and leaned forward, raising shackled hands to my bruised face. There was movement in the corner of my vision, and I saw that I was flanked by no less than three guards. Hulking brutes, nearly twice my size. Not a word had been spoken yet.
I tried to focus, looking toward the window. There was a patch of sky there, and I strained my eyes toward it, to get a sense of my bearings. A pale color, no clouds, and shot with stars...but they were foreign stars to me. Still, perhaps there was hope--
"--there is no hope," a voice said, noting, I suppose, how I stared through the window, "for they are not stars."
"What..." I gasped, finally finding my voice, "Where is this place? I was somewhere...else...just now."
"You were, and now you are here. And here you'll remain."
"What have I done to deserve--"
"--You know what you've done. No sense in denying it. I’ve looked into it myself."
At last I registered that the voice belonged to a dark figure, off to the right. My eyes widened, mouth fell agape.
"There must be a mistake," I said, raising my hands submissively, "A mistake! Please, oh please, let me just explain. Look here, I--"
The silhouette twitched its head, and an armored hand clamped down on my jaw, silencing me. Another gripped me painfully by the temples and forced my gaze to the floor. Two more hands fell heavily on my shoulders, and there was a terrible threat in their movements.
"Your explanations are usually quite convincing, aren’t they?" the figure said. "But I’ve met your type before--a better hypnotist than you, in fact. You’re a poor imitation."
Ah, so the jig is up. Well, patience is the next best approach.
I relaxed, reassuring my captors that I did not intend to struggle. After a moment, the grip on my jaw and head released. A start.
"You fancy yourself a star-diviner as well, I hear," the figure continued. "Better than the seers of the City of Legends, even. Well, I doubt you divined such an end for yourself."
What a fool.
"And...and what end is that, if I may ask?" I replied in as humble a voice as I could muster.
"This is a prison, and I am its warden," the figure said. "You have been committed into my...care...by the decree of the Great Spirit."
A pompous fool too? All the easier.
"I am honored," I said, "even to occupy the merest fragment of the thoughts of Mata Nui. What are the charges against me, and when is the trial? The judges of Ananga are fairly efficient in--"
"No trial," the jailer interrupted. "Not how this works. We're beyond the scope of the petty judicial systems that have sprung up amongst the peoples of the world..."
So the usual legal avenues are out, then.
"...And anyways, your crime is not against them, but against the Great Spirit himself."
Perhaps a moral appeal...
"I have committed no crime," I said contritely. "Surely if Mata Nui is just, then he--"
My mouth was shut again. The jailer now held a tablet in one hand. He stepped closer, and I could see dull eyes shining in a skull-like face.
"Moving on. Just a few points to review for the official record, and then we'll be done here."
He scanned the tablet for a moment.
"Let's see...You've had a number of aliases over the past century. We have record of a 'Sage Akedox' in the east quarter of Metru Aui. This was your earliest designation, was it not?"
The guard's grip loosened to let me speak.
"I have no idea who that is. I am from the Eastern Archipelago. A humble scholar!"
The jailer nodded agreeably.
"Other aliases are known on the Lesser Continent and in the star-cults of...hm...Stelt and its islets. Have you visited Metru Nui recently?"
"Why no, I never have. It would be a great honor even to set foot within the City of Legends."
Look at me, right here.
"Of course, of course. Now, I think we can skip ahead...Here, yes...Now let me see...Sublevel 10 of the Great Coliseum in Metru Nui, and again on sublevel 36. The wards there picked up traces of you, even after you managed to hypnotize half of the Matoran in the complex. Did you command them to actually attack and kill the other half, or was that just poor wording on your part?"
"What a horrible thought! I can't believe such accusations."
Yes, keep looking here. Don't glance down.
"That alone would be crime enough--the killing of Mata Nui’s chosen--but I thought I'd give you an opportunity to set the record straight..."
Must be subtle about it.
"Well anyways, you went much further than that. It seems you have tread upon holy ground, my friend. You found out the way. Deeper than the deepest places of earth and stone..."
Just a twitch of the head and hands. These cursed shackles clink too much...
"...That place, you must know, was made by the Great Beings themselves. I know because I saw it done, in the Before Time, and no living thing may now trespass there. To your credit, your divinations were fairly inspired."
Almost there. No use pretending anymore. Talking will help a bit.
"Then you know, don’t you?" I replied calmly. "You have seen it too: the place far beneath, where the rock and stone give way to something else, something keener and harder, and more...more alive."
The jailer stared unblinking. A good sign.
"Alive like us," I continued, warming to my tale. "That is the shape of the world. Like us. The oracles of the East once claimed that the world is a great machine, but I know now that isn't true. I can still remember the sound of it, the thrumming, and there were lights twinkling in the blackness there. Lights like stars in the bone-deep foundations of the world--can you imagine it? I found them, and I could have deciphered them too. I could have...and then I'd--"
"--I said," the jailer interrupted again, very rudely, "that no living thing may now trespass there. You saw this in your divinations, did you not? A great sage you may be, but you are still a fool."
"Be quiet," I replied, and the jailer fell silent. Good.
"Stand still, and take no action except at my request," I continued, and the jailer complied also. Very good.
"Now, command these guards to release me."
The guards were not entirely living, I had surmised. They were automatons, much like those I had encountered in the deep place beneath the Coliseum. And with the right command...
Click. The shackles fell from my hands at a sign from the jailer. The guards moved back, and I stood up, massaging my wrists and stretching. That was some good work--some of my best, in fact.
"And what do you think of me now, jailer? Poor imitation indeed."
"You are a fool, as I said," the jailer replied.
I bristled, but kept my control. Subjects were entitled to their opinions, I suppose.
"Why don't you unbolt the door there?" I said.
The jailer complied, as I knew he would. The door opened, and I stepped out. It was brighter here. The corridor stretched off in both directions, and the walls rose upward as they had in the chamber, except for a small gap above, where the patch of sky could be seen still. I squinted at the twinkling stars there, focused my mind to divine their patterns and understand this place more fully. This was the talent that had earned me the title of Sage.
But there was nothing. Nothing at all. I had only a small fragment. That must be it. I went back to the chamber.
"What is the nearest exit to this place?" I asked the jailer, who still stood listlessly.
"There is no exit," the jailer replied.
I frowned.
"Where is it that you make contact with the outside world, then? Surely you do that. Which way should I go?"
"Go right. It's only a short way."
I turned to the door, but paused.
"In my haste, I almost forgot," I said. "As my new disciple, you should not lie to me. It is very important that you be truthful in answering my questions."
"Oh, I see..." said the jailer. "In that case, there is an exit, and it is to the left." He shrugged: "I'm sorry--it's in my nature."
"No harm done! Thank you for your help. You'll come with me to show me the way, won't you?"
"Of course."
We turned left and walked down the featureless hallway for a while. There were many doors, some closed, some open, with darkness inside. A few of the hulking automatons flanked the openings as we went, but they stood at ease in the presence of the jailer. I repeated the subtle movements of my mesmerism as we walked, to ensure that I maintained control over my new disciple. It seemed to be working well.
At regular intervals, I noticed that a gap appeared high up on the wall--the same as the one near the chamber I had been held in. And each time as we walked, I imagined that the patch of sky there was growing clearer and larger. There must be other buildings or structures in the way, and we were moving to a better angle. That would prove useful. I would be able to gather much more intel once--
"Here," said the jailer, at last, breaking my reverie. I shook myself and saw--
The hallway ended abruptly here, and the space opened up into emptiness: a deep, open shaft descending into darkness, but with open sky above. The scrape of my feet on stone echoed in the cavernous air as I stepped back hurriedly.
...but there was no room to retreat. I ran up against my disciple, the jailer. He was blocking the corridor, the clumsy oaf.
His hand was already on the back of my neck, fingers hard as iron.
"It's easier this way," he said as I struggled and gasped and writhed and realized. "Easier than dragging you kicking and screaming down the corridors. Quieter too. Keeps the other prisoners from getting too interested."
"I...you--You! No! I was...I was in control--"
"You'll learn who's in control, soon enough."
He threw me into the pit.
I fell for a while, air whistling in my ears, until the shaft narrowed like a siphon, and I struck the wall and began to slide helplessly, down into the darkness.
At last I reached the bottom; I don't know how far down. The sky that I had seen above was now a small circle, even dimmer than before. I crawled to the center of the circular room, exhausted. But I was not alone, even here. The robotic guards came forward from somewhere and picked up my bruised and battered body. The jailer was there too, somehow. He made some command with his hands.
"Are you learning, good sage?" he asked. "I said you were a fool before, but even fools can learn wisdom, in time."
"I’m not a fool," I rasped at him. "I know...I know the shape of the world, jailer, and I’ll read out your future too."
"I will be interested to hear it, when you are ready. Regardless, I have what intel I need from you now. I appreciate your candor in telling me exactly what you saw, down there in the deep."
"Just you wait. You think yourself patient? No matter...no matter how many days or nights it takes--"
"--But there are no days or nights here. There is only vigilance. Only eyes, watching you. And with what you know, we will have to watch you closely."
"The closer the better," I spat back. "I see it already--the stars foretell it. Distant they may be, but I can still see them. You’ll die accursed, jailer, with a blade in your back...and your corpse will rot. This I prophecy...And then I will know the shape of the world once more."
The jailer stepped closer.
"I told you," he said, smiling faintly, "they are not stars. No, they are the lights that flicker in the cells of those for whom death has been deemed an inappropriate fate. Instead of death, eternity under my watch. Just like you."
Hands clamped my mouth shut again, and I struggled like a dying Rahi as they held me down, screaming murder through closed lips.
Murder and death as they fixed a metal brace over my jaw and bent it permanently closed.
Dismemberment and desecration as they welded metal plates over my eyes, to seal me in. To seal away my mind and my will, and the secret knowledge I carried. Would always carry. Forever.
The last thing I saw through the opening high above was the twinkling of the lights in the dim sky.
But that was no solace...I was learning now.
For they were not stars.
There are no stars in the Pit.
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Propaganda under the cut!
Peter King
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Oh I could go ON AND ON but here’s a list: He’s a stalker, he showed up late to a date HE REQUESTED, he killed either your landlord, roommate, or coworker (depending on route) and stuck them in a freezer, lied to the police about it, followed by a car ride either consisting of traumadumping about his family (valid tbh) or him talking about how much he wants to fuck your brains out, then you finding a bloody knife in his glove compartment, asking about it, and him smashing your head into the window to shut you up while he takes you to his house. He is The Worse Datable, as well as The Only Datable because well…he killed the others…and kidnapped you….
FUCK THIS DUDE!!! Country Human looking-ass bitch, I want him dead and obliterated
Many violence, Yandere behavior, cut your leg off in a semi-canon series of illustrations, smashed your head into the passenger side window of his creepy van, chloroformed you in your own house, brought you flowers that were probably tainted with his own blood, given context from another route. Generally a terrible person. Also just very strange to look at :/
He knows what he did….😒
He broke into Y/N’s house and chloroformed them. Generally a really creepy and perverted guy. TK is better :/
Send that man to Worst Datable Hell! Put him in the trash file (he’s a pseudo-sentient AI, similar to Monika, so this threat is valid)! He sometimes looks like a kicked puppy when talking to you, but with your small contributions, we can make him look even more like a kicked puppy! Vote Peter King for Worst Datable Datable Character today!
Bonus: Funny canon facts about him!
- He can’t swim
- He’s allergic to peanuts
- He has to wear glasses, but usually wears contacts
- He had an emo/goth phase in high school
- He’s a YouTuber; he does product reviews
- He has very strong mother issues (understandably)
- He will respond to and greatly enjoy the nickname “Cockbite” (there are many other names he enjoys, but this one’s the funniest to me)
Cullen Rutherford
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stupid racist cop creep whose fans cry about how hes "changed" and "you can't judge him he was addicted to magic drugs" nah he still chose to be a racist cop and abuse his power over innocent people and i hate him. the writers making him romanceable in da:i after how blatantly horrible he was in da:o and da:2 is baffling but i guess they had to appeal to the part of their audience who watch those "mafia boyfriend" videos on tiktok or whatever
He's creepy in origins, though still 100% willing to kill the female mage pc he's crushing on, as well as all the other mages trapped in the circle with him. He's the second-in-command in an even worse circle in 2, listening to and defending the increasingly obviously insane meredith until literally the end. He's one of the people still pushing for the circle system by inquisition, and yes he's going through withdrawals and working through the traumas of previous games. And to be brutally honest his was the first romance i took and while i don't remember much from it, its not worth all the girls going absolutely nuts over knockoff terrible alistair.
He's basically a cop who thinks being born a certain way can revoke personhood and by Inquisition still thinks mages are monsters to be controlled, not people. He gets a fairy tale cutesy romance that focuses on his personal struggles with addiction while showing absolutely no regard to the atrocities he committed and still thinks were justified. He can be romanced BY A MAGE and his actions and beliefs are just glossed over. He believes mages are 'not people like you (Hawke) and me', but if the Warden was a female mage he canonically had a crush on her and would deliberately hang around her despite the fact that he was her *jailer*. If that Warden romanced Leliana, there is war table dialogue in which he pesters Leliana for news of his 'former' crush despite her repeated statement that she doesn't want to talk to him about her. All this shitty behavior and lack of introspection gets swept under the rug by the game, not even giving the PC the chance to really challenge his beliefs. Like damn even Fenris could apologize when he lashed out due to past trauma with mages, and if anyone has a reason to hate mages it's Fenris. If you want an ex Templar hottie Alistair is RIGHT THERE. Tbh I know Cullen is a popular romance and I'm not here to tell anyone what they can or can't do or like in a video game, I'm just saying I think he is deeply undateable
Spends the first two games as an antagonist, fervently devoted to the cause of subjugating mages, then a bunch of "character development" happens off screen and the games treat him like he's completely reformed. However he's actions make it clear he still sees mages as dangerous and lesser. Not to mention if you romance him with an elf he doesn't pay your culture more than lip service respect like most of the devout characters
He was a total villain in the first two games who was violently prejudiced against mages and uses one single bad experience as an excuse for it (a bad experience that is pretty much exactly what he in his job subjected graduating apprentices to, mind you, but this is never brought up). Now he says he's changed, but his words and actions say otherwise. He still distrusts mages, sympathises with the rebel Templars trying to kill them, and he never owns up to the terrible stuff he did and helped others do in the past two games. He totally knew what Meredith was doing and says he doesn't, and he still tries to defend her intentions. And you have no option to call him out on it. If you romance him as a mage, he angsts about how he might have seen you as subhuman in the past but NOW you're one of the good ones, and when you ask him if he'll kill you if you get possessed, he dodges the question. And the PC is written as being almost sad that she's a mage? Like 'can you love me despite what I am??' Also if Leliana romanced a female mage PC in the first game who is still alive, he asks her creepy questions about their relationship. Fitting considering his original purpose was to be creepy to the female mage Warden.
I hate him and want to cause chaos. Plus his VA is an asshole.
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I think you covered almost everything but don't forget that beautiful moment in DA2 - Act 2 where you find out some templars had a petition to lobotomize all mages and Meredith, THE HARDCORE TEMPLAR LEADER, rejects it, but Cullen says they got a point. Despite the fact that we just found out that those templars were using lobotomy (or the threat of) to rape people and get away with it. And then Cullen in DA:I is whining that anything that happened it's not his fault because Meredith kept the worse away form him so he didn't know, but also that anyway Meredith had a point and did what she had to do. Meredith does not go mad until Act 3, before she was of sound mind and Culllen was her second in command BECAUSE he hated mages as much as (or even more) than her. What the FUCK did she even hide from you, Cullen. Oh, but he changed! Because the writers make A VICTIM OF THE TEMPLARS say so. And anyway he only says so BECAUSE HE READS MINDS not because Cullen did anything to show it. Also the narrative wants to sympathise with Cullen for his drug problems while Cullen is openly attacking the only other character with the same problem for...having the same problem. And he's the antagonist, so there were OTHER things Cullen could be mad about. But he is mad about the drug problem. Also I'm not an expert on writing characters with addictions but he is an addict only when it's time to have a cut scene where you pity him. Otherwise it has zero impacts on everything else.
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Several of the clips recently reviewed by The Times show stabbings and fist fights. One shows an inmate trying to kill himself, and another shows several jailers punching a man in the head as they try to subdue him. Still another shows a woman giving birth in the middle of a hallway, where her newborn falls out onto the jail floor in a puddle of blood.
Some of the videos, all apparently taken from the jails’ surveillance systems, show men so inured to violence that they continue on with their daily routine, working out and reading even as bloody brawls and beatings by deputies unfold feet away. Other clips highlight a troubling inattentiveness from jailers, who are slow to respond or leave vulnerable inmates unattended.
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Jailer (2023) Spoiler Review
If you like pure mass entertainment and a group of veteran actors kicking ass, you'll love Jailer.
I saw Rajni's Petta a while back and while I enjoyed some parts of it, I was largely frustrated towards the end. I also saw Nelson's (the director) Beast, and while it had a straightforward premise, some parts of it were eyebrow-raising (I still love the hallway shooting scene with Vijay, though, that was just hella cool even if it didn't make sense). So, when they announced a Nelson and Rajinikanth collaboration, I wasn't sure if I should bother watching.
I'm glad I watched it though. For one, the story isn't all over the place. The revenge angle and heist subplot made sense together.
The flashback revealing Rajini's days as a hard-core warden aka Jailer was pretty nice. I liked that his hair style looked like the one in his older movies. However, I really don't understand why the inmates liked him or became loyal to him. It was never showed what he did to make them turn over a new leaf. They just said he helped them, but we mainly saw him being extremely violent.
Okay, this is part where I reveal that I saw Jailer a day after I saw Jawan. I couldn't help comparing the action in both movies because the action in Jailer is so violent! I'm not complaining or cringing. I actually liked the over-the-top violence lmao. It's just that I was like "Oh, right, this is one of things I was waiting for in Jawan -- hyperviolence!" LMAO.
Anyway, I do love that the former inmates that helped him were veteran action stars from Kannada, Malayalam, and Hindi cinema: Shiva Rajkumar, Mohanlal and Jackie Shroff respectively. Bruh, I had goosebumps when Shiva R stepped into the house to protect Muthu's family while the Hukum song played!
Next, let's talk about the songs and bgm. "Hukum" really is such a banger of a song. And the style that they do, where they insert bits of the song's melody into cool scenes that build up and lead to the FULL SONG or at least CHORUS is such a great style because it makes you so hyped for the next badass scene!
Now, the family -- I honestly thought Rajni and Ramya Krishnan would have more romantic moments together since this is their reunion. Like, yes, they're grandparents now, but so what? It's always nice to see older people still doing romantic stuff with each other y'know.
Anyway, that twist with his son! I didn't expect them to go all the way with the betrayal but wow. It was really sad, but I liked that they went for that gut-wrenching story, too. Rajini is not much of a dramatic actor, but his performance was good for what the script called for. Also, his partnership with Yogi Babu was funny and nice. Also, those bald sharp-shooter guys! Their costume changes! That was so hilarious! And Varman's henchmen! The random funny characters and elements are really such a fun part of the mass experience.
All in all, Jailer is a really enjoyable movie for the whole family (if your kids are old enough to not be so desensitized to violence I guess).
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Historical accuracy in pop history is tricky. I just finished a book (Destiny Disrupted) that mentioned the Taj Mahal.
You probably roughly know the story. An emperor’s wife died. Out of grief, he built her a mausoleum so beautiful that people struggle to put its beauty into words.
According to the book, he spent the end of his life in a small prison cell with one window too high to see out of. After his death, the jailers find a mirror, perfectly placed to show the Taj Mahal’s reflection.
Poignant right? Looks like the library has a non-fiction book ABOUT the Taj Mahal available right now! I checked it out.
It’s fascinating! Mumtaz Mahal died giving birth to her FOURTEENTH child. The Mughal emperors used to have themself weighed against bags of gold and gems on their birthdays. While traveling, the emperor employed men with ropes to measure the distance. They’d carry the rope forward until it ran out, call out the count, and then do it again.
(And a dozen more fascinating details. Taj Mahal by Diana & Michael Preston, great book)
You know what they never mention? The mirror.
In fact, the Emperor was imprisoned by his own son and it seems likely (though history isn’t certain) that he remained in relative comfort.
The mirror thing isn’t even a big enough folktale that the Taj Mahal book felt the need to mention it and the book mentions a bunch of folktales.
So what else did Destiny Disrupted, this well reviewed and seemingly comprehensive history of Islam, get wrong? Was it wrong about the group of assassins that terrorized the middle-east? Google thinks it was right! What about all of the other facts I don’t have time to double check?
Or was did the Taj Mahal book deliberately leave out the mirror anecdote for some reason? Who knows!
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