The suitcase

I just finished watching The Killing. A great movie. Though in the end the protagonist's getaway with the loot is nicked in the bud by a malfunctioning piece of luggage. The suitcase's performance was definitely below par. I don't think its cinematic career lasted too long after this.

Personally, I think the last scene threatened to drag the film from pathos to bathos. Didn't quite though, so it is still recommended. There is a great line at the end, for people who like pithy summing-ups. I do.

The fact that the failure of a selection of baggage to realize its full potential could mean the difference between your having a blonde on your knees in the Cayman's, and you sitting on a large bloke called Bubba's knees in Sing-sing, made me think. Yes, I sometimes indulge in that activity, but judiciously, taking care I don't injure and head muscles.

Have you ever wondered what twist of fate allows some crook to rise to the heights, or, if you prefer, plumb to the depths, of Dawood Ibrahim, while the neighbourhood's Saleem Supari has to remain contented with the knowledge that he shall resign from his criminal days as just another average history-sheeter. No inglorious paeans will be sung for him, and no friendly neighbourhod dictator will be called upon to deny his presence.

I am sure both these men had the same streak of nastiness, probably the same gray cell count, and the same selection of misdirected henchmen. So, what do you think made the difference?

Could it have been the choice of suitcases they made to transport their drugs, or accept payoffs for protection and/or kidnapping, or to pack their Jocky's in when taking the weekend off to go to Khandala? I can imagine Saleem Supari berating his sidekick Chappan Churi for having been skint:
... cut to scene...

In godown 17 in Ghatkopar SS is glowering over CC, who is cowering in a corner ready to pass water.

SS: Tere ko main bola tha Seth Ganpath Rai ka maal VIP ke suitcase mein lene ko. Par tu saala paise bachane ke chakkar mein Sadakchaap Sandookwale ka peti le gaya. Airpot-ich mein sala peti khallas. Abe khokha sambhalne ke liye achcha peti mangta. Agar wo mama sala paise pakadne ko nahi daudta to apun wahin thuk gaye hote. Ghanta saala. Agli baar main bolta hoon sirf VIP mein maal lene ka, aur dene ka.

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D. of course was always a VIP man, and is now, deservedly, the VIP's man.