Unfortunately, I do not have any clever internet links to put in in this post. My usual sources turned out to be quite dissapointing and short on content in this case.
The reference, however, is not that subtle in the title of this post. Neither is it too obvious. While one automatically jumps to the Shakespearian link from the title itself, my original reason for reference is a Merchant Ivory Productions film called Heights. A fairly good picture, with one of the best ‘ouch’ moments (yes, I did come up with that term just now). So we have Isabel Lee, who doesn’t know that her ‘perfect’ world is about to come crashing down (don’t you just hate it when that happens. Especially during a commercial break and then you can’t enjoy the rest of the show!). Ms. Lee happens to be a photo journalist / Vanity Fair editor and meets a ‘perfect’ stranger (not the pschycotic type). They carry on a conversation throughout a party (oh yes, they meet at a party) and then are walking down a subway (not the sandwhich!). As all cool guys who are perfect strangers are destined to do, our guy goes on to very accurately guess/gauge some very detailed insights of the lady in lead. Our lady, of course, doesn’t take it sitting down, and offers counter measures of her own. So the guy comments about her profession, which she claims is her way of connecting to people, something to the effect of photo journalists being pretentious about the whole ‘connecting to the people’ bit. To this our lady takes offence, and so our guy asks her, "What colour (color, I suppose because the movie is based in NY) our (are, as rightly pointed out by Ms. Isha) my eyes?" and closes his eyes. The lady, with a content smile on her pretty face replies, "Blue." To which our guy replies, "What is my name?".
"You didn’t tell me you name." Embarrased smile on pretty face.
"You didn’t ask…Isabel." Cool guy smile on slightly bald headed face.
Ouch!
Like I said, one of the best ouch moments.
Oh, and the Shakespearian reference in the title was not a Red Herring. The movie does have a lot to do with a certain Shakespear play.
Oh, and the opening line to this entry was obviously false.
Next time…a very own, desi ouch moment from Bollywood.
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ahh…’ouch’ indeed….but I think its ‘are’ and not ‘our’ ! :-p ‘ouch’ moment???hehe…keep smiling…tc
‘Ouch!’ Bad spellings, typos and me. The unbreakable bond. I guess V are what V our!!!