Media and society, what's the equation?

I am having this discussion with a freind on the media's respoibilty towards the society. She says that the media should play a proactive role in defining the morality and ethics. Well, everything started when she said that karan johar should be more responsible than soiling the "definition of marraige"
This is what i had to say, I start with my premise:

"The media has a Responsibility towards the society; it starts with defining what's the acceptable moral and ethical behaviour is and after defining it, adhering to these standards"

I don't agree with both these counts; media doesn't owe anything to the society. Media is there to make the money, let it do so. The social responsibility clause people tag it with is just hopeless.

Well, Media and society are in a symbiotic relationship, and they evolve together. Media shows what the society want, and the society sees what it wants.

Indian society was supposedly not ready for kissing in early 90s. Pioneers like Raj Kapoor kissed away to the bank. Straight jackets then cried on top their voices that this 'immorality' is corrupting our youth. I watched the side shot of Zeenat Tamman in 'ram teri ganga mailye hogayi' umpteen times, I turned out OK, atleast not bad I guess.

If the society wasn't ready for kissing then it would have voted with their wallets and purses.

Now, this idea of KANK pushing a new paradigm of 'the search for love is eternal' and can be found even after betrothed, even with an other individual outside the nuptial bond, corrupting 16 year old guys, is as unfounded as the above argument (ufff, that was a long sentence, pardon me).

There is this notion called personal responsibility, and it should come first before asking the media to put control on what it has to show. There has to be a line drawn somewhere like, porn and gore, which you wouldn't want to watch on the sidewalk, walking to your bus-stop. If you think your 12 year old daughter is not ready for this movie about screwed up relations, don't take her to it. In fact You yourself don't go and make your friends not go. Let karan know that you are offended.

The same happened with mira nair and her films. A few morons thought they were doing a big favour by destroying her "water" set. I hate her movies too, i never watch them. I don't go about destroying the sets, I don't ask her not to make big generalizations on India. It's her call, her freedom.

To conclude, personal responsibility trumps media social responsibility. Educate your kids show them how to tread in this world full of choices.

Why does any masala movie do good in NRI and in heartland sectors?

NRI's would watch it, cause that's our only connection to our mother land, no we won't watch Omkara cause it is not 'real india'. Real India is where people live in those Mansions in Newyork, work in fashion magazines. Movies like Omkara doesn't have gorgeous women wearing designer sarees, toned men in their Armani suits. Damn the story, damn the plot, all we need is a colour screen to gawk at, with beautiful people prancing around. Making us realize how beautiful and colourful we are, compared to the white bland folk outside selling watered-down coke and stale popcorn.

Heartland crowd: We never watch a movie for the story, Nahi tho, kabhi nahi. All we need is preity zinta to wear a short skirt and do a dumka. The bigger the arc the hip bone sweeps, the longer the line outside 'pooja talkies' will be.
We need few bhari dialogues from Amitabh bachcan on what a nri should do and all the pallus will be drenched with tears. These movies make us realise our 'Bhrtiyata', i.e. crying over false emotions, whistling at false icons.

Kabhi Alvida Na kehna , means,Can there be a bigger suck?

Bad bad bad, run for the hills, or just spend some time with your loved ones, don't even go near the cinemas showing this film.

Haven't seen such crowd here in Calgary before, all sorts of washed masses were there, the 'over the hill women' to relive the shah rukh magic, the teenage gilrs in their tight jeans and muffled giggles clutching their little handbags to watch abhishek bacchan and teen aged guys with bleached hair hanging out ogling at these girls. Couples with little children, in fact the aisles were filled with strollers, a major fire hazard as it was blocking the hallway. Crying babies, Roop became so irritated that she asked a mother "why do you bring small babies to movies" all she got is a very mad stare in return.

Well i went in for preity zinta, and her bubbly charm, all i got is a bitch fest. She didn't perform, heck no one performed. All she did was manage a painful smile, her dimples didn't get challenged at all.
Rani lived her role, a cold ice block. well a wooden block would have done the role, there were some sparks in the second half but Karan johar killed them.

Shahrukh khan should call it a day. His character was the most ill defined and badly executed one, he came out as old grumpy old man, which he is. For a few mns when rani and him are in love, which is supposedly his forte, he struggled, felt he was ravi shastri batting when is out of form; Couldn't wait to seem his wickets blown off.

If there is any saving grace, it was the Bachchans, abhishek was much better, I have to grudgingly agree, you end up feeling sorry for him. Both for his part in themovie and ending up in this shit fest. His dad is busy pimpin' in his snoopy dogg getup minus the walking stick. Amithabh did well, but his role would have used more sketching and more meat.

The movie could have been mucho better, Roop and I were discussing and she was telling me that there was so much potential to this movie, if she were the director, she would have worked with other powerful emotions at play there, so true. Karan johar killed it by making it so cheesy it puts a pizza hut to shame.

The movie felt so tedious that It put me to sleep without even realising it. Roop kept figeting in her seat, she is the attentive one, ssshing me everytime. There were not even few sparks of brilliance, no chemistry between actors, everyone is busy being the biggest suck! The screenplay was bad. locations didn't make any sense, why New york, why not nellore? if everything happens in a house?

The story is supposedly about marriages without love, sharukh says at the end of the movie, where he says, marriage is search for love and asks us to keep on searching for it even after marrying (no it didnt make sense to me either); and the concession is that, he hopes/prays that this search path wouldn't be paved with broken hearts. No shit Einstien!

No don't go, give your money to charity, buy an ice cream to the little girl living next door, but a ball to your galli cricket team, EVEN buy yourself a reshimiya's CD, dont goto this movie. This movie sucks more than a black hole.

Aren't there any guy guys in India who would lay him? If not, i could hook him with a few over here. Again, Please if you have loved/love anyone don't goto this movie.