శనివారం, జులై 07, 2007

టూరింగ్ టాకీస్




టూరింగ్ టాకీస్ అనే నా వ్యాసం పై, తమ అభిప్రాయం వెళ్ళడించిన మిత్రులందరికీ ధన్యవాదాలు. వ్యాసం http://www.tlca.com/adults/cbrao-dubbing.html వద్ద ప్రచురితం అయింది. వ్యాసం పై స్పందన, భిన్న ప్రదేశాలలో ఉంది. వాటన్నింటినీ కలిపి, పాఠకుల సౌకర్యార్ధం,దిగువ ఇస్తున్నాను.ఈ వ్యాసం పై మీ అభిప్రాయాలను తెలియ చేయండి.

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1) xclent, oka china naati gnapakam gataham lo ki tesukellindi .. alanti anubhavam nijam gaa naku lekapoyina.. ..mee experience visual gaa kanipinchindi.. cool .. xited.. with u r memory CBR garu..!!

dremz
induspavan at gmail.com
Associate director
Telugu cinema.

2) ఈ మధ్య ఐ మాక్స్ లో సిన్మా చూస్తుంటే టూరింగు టాకీసులు గుర్తొచ్చాయి. బొమ్మ ఇంటర్వెల్ నించి ఇంటర్వెల్ దాకా చూడ్డం, నవరంగ్ సిన్మా డబ్బింగ్ చెప్పేవాడి రెండర్ధాల కబుర్లు ... రకరకాల గుర్తులు

vivina murthy
vivinamurthy at hotmail.com

3) I remember a touring talkis between Gudavalli and Kanagala from late 40's. I think they used ti shift it each year slightly at the border for some licensing reasons, but I am not sure of this. The floor ticker (nela) used to cost one and half anas (ana was one sixteenth of a rupee) and later increased to beda. I watched 'mugguru marathilu', 'keelugurram' and such movies and 'balaraju' in a regular movie house in Cherukupalli. I was about five and the only thing I remember is that some of our families went to Cherukupalli in savaribandlu and a three year old girl wanted to marry me after seeing the movie. I remember the translators from movie houses in Repalle. Lot of those memories is dimming but Ghantasala's voice from 'keelugurram' still remains in my memory (ramudanativadu ramani seethanu basi, kadusuma kalakadusuma). Somehow his voice seemed to suit the kind of Telugu that I was used to.

Do you mean Chandralekha or Chandraharam? I have not seen either but there is a famous drum dance in Chandralekha. I think that Saluri Rajeswara Rao was the music director.

gadde anandaswarup
gaddeswarup at yahoo.com.au

4) chakkati anubhavam. ee taraniki ardham kanidi. voohinchukuntene ento baagundi. Nenu okka saare aa anubhavam pondanu. adi malli malli gurtuku vachela chesinanduku Rao garu dhanyavadalu.

Dr. Duggaraju Srinivasa Rao
duggarajusrinivas at yahoo.co.in

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5) Yes, I have, even nearly thirty years ago.
Fifty years ago, in smaller towns and big villages, the tent
is the only theatre! They were stationed outside the town.
The show will start after sunset and the darkness has set in.
Normally the tent cinema owners had to renew their license
every six months. They will generally run movies that are
at least one year old, but are generally much older. There
used to be the usual class system there too - the floor,
the bench, the chair. In fact, some rich gyus too used
to buy tickets for the floor class. There used to be
sand there. One can take a carpet and sit on that and
strech the legs, even sleep at times :-). The big bonuses
used to be during the vaikuMTha aekAdaSi and SivarAtri.
You will get a sale then - buy one, get one free!
Half an hour before start, they will start the songs
through a loud speaker. People can hear them, finish
their meals and head for the tent. I watched quite a
number of memorable movies in the tent while I was in
tirupati. The atmosphere was really open air - You were
subjected to the elements like wind, heat and rain.
Of course, the toilets too were open air! In those days, late
fifties and early sixties, the ticket for the floor
used to cost three annas or 19 paise. Later while I
was in Madurai in the seventies, I watched some movies
in the tents.

Watching movies in touring theatres, a respectable
name for such tents, is one of those treasured
experiences that time has not erased yet.

Regards! – mOhana
J. K. Mohana Rao

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6) Its delighting to read your memoirs of dera talkies and touring talkies. Freshness of your memories and the moist impressions on the mind in search of art are splendid. Hope you write more often on ecology and miscellany as this.

You remind me of some olden days and film
I used to see films in an open air theatre in Yousufguda police lines. One was eagerly waiting for the day when the screening will take place and that was more to spend time with friends than to really admire a film. It was an occasion for your 'group' mana jattu vaallantha kalavadaaniki oka sandharbham! Some of my friends were fond of films and had admiration for some heroes or singers.
Pasha and his mother and sister and brothers were close to our family. His father was playing beagle in the battalion. He was important man for his role, if not for his rank. He was a mighty man with a soft heart and a man with prominent stomach. They were our hosts. Sometimes Pasha's mother used to come home or send a word to my mother with her son to accompany my mother. Women were a small group of their own and would see the films occasionally.
Ambience was great. While officers had a roof over their heads and were behind the projector room, others in larger number were sitting on the floor, on stairs built like in a stadium. a big spotless wall was the huge screen. neeli chatrike neeche. A starry night making the film more memorable with unending conversation of friends recounting events or dialogues or a liberally offering a ' critique' spiced with one's distinct view of life and art. It goes on as you walk down the way home at mid night. That was in 1975 and for some years.
Not many theatres were there those days in Amirpet area. Erragadda and beyond was yet unborn. Occasionally 124 and later 9Y buses used to ply that route and there was a big tree with great canopy near Allahabad bank just after state home; very popular for stories of ghosts.
Film was not 'khaas cheez" at home. Reading literature was encouraged. But my eldest brother, sharath chandra, was exception: he was, that way, oke okkadu!!!
Ya, these impressions one recalls although the lanes we walked then are now sealed off and the men in our group are dispersed into different parts of the world. Some who used to extend an invitation for the film by coming to our home in the early evening and sitting leisurely for cups of tea to take us saadharanga to the theatre, are no more. Pasha’s father died young. Pasha also joined the battalion later. My father was not in favor of any of us watching films in the police lines. Whenever there was a special film, pasha's mother used to come home to ensure my mother would not have problem in joining. My father, who used to give occasional nod for 'exceptional cases', is also no more.
Sometimes the film would be disturbed with rain. One would wait for some time and the film starts again. But sometimes it used to be cancelled. But we would still reach home after hours of talking and walking and taking shelter here and there under a tree or something for a while. With cinema or without cinema, one would reach home late, as you have already set out with a word at home.
Next time, I go Hyderabad, I will go to see the open air theatre where we used to sit and watch some lovely films which left indelible impressions.
I will send the dera / touring talkies to my sons at home
All those, who have seen films on computers in one's drawing hall or in IMAX theatres, were the people, who did not see, the endless steps of, human element in cinema, in reaching the viewer.
Imagine watching Lagan in an open air theatre or dera talkies again!

Bharath
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