PI - iety like a French Swimming Pool.

It is very difficult to have a say on a film near perfection. One has to be almost omniscient. Sadly Russovoir is not. He's all about the aesthetics of the cinema, the spontaneity of the roles of the actors, and if he's had a good day, its impact to oneself that's probably shared with a good plenty like-minded. Life of Pi, regardless, there's a thin ice that can be cracked, just enough not to fall in gibberish as to an unassuming understanding by skimming the surface.

Cinematography, is awful. Damn, Russovoir can't even say that with a straight face. Of course, the cinematography is in-curry-dible. Boredom is like nailing water on a tree. Besides the originality of the story, from which interest is refreshing and pure, there is hydration on the eyes with its crisp, pleasing color grading; a constant visual moisture. Life of Pi made water a character by itself, from its destructive nature to its majestic aquatic life. It slowly sunk in that hate and love for the ocean surprisingly coexist. 

Light bulb moment: God. His very existence, have we not loved and hated it contemporaneously? Why do we suffer? Why do we feel like drowning at certain points of our half full/half empty lives? Or is He, in the greater scheme of things we yet to realize, quenching us? We all have our fair share of problems, disappointments, and failures that felt like drowning without water. Maybe it's how one swims, we cannot know for sure. Maybe all one has to do is to stay afloat, to be patient, because someone will rescue us soon, and everything will be - the most comforting word in life - okay. It's still arguable, really.

"Doubt is useful, it keeps faith a living thing."

It was important the animals, a wounded zebra, an orangutan, a hyena, and a Bengal tiger, were personified, not predominantly yet subtly, as a wounded sailor,  Pi's mother, a cook, and him respectively. It came, quite a while, like Animal Farm by George Orwell. While the novel depicted the effects of corrupted power, Life of Pi showed the mutual instinct of survival. That people can kill people too, some people protect people, and others, out of fear, protect themselves.  It was clear also that as one enjoys the pleasure in the company that took time to build of the other, the heart doesn't break even in parting.

"Patience, Richard Parker."

Suraj Sharma (above) was, without a doubt, a natural, like he was born for the role. A new face in Hollywood and already, he made cinematic history. There has had a rumor - call it a bird to stay in theme - that the film is overrated. Russovoir can't comment because he never felt it was ever. But if so it is, we knew it was for the brilliant, faith-woven plot; the visual effects was simply a symbiotic strategy.