Saturday, 23 May 2015

Tanu Weds Manu Returns

Whoever would have thought a sequel can be made of a romance that had the typical "and they lived happily ever after" ending?  Why spoil that feel-good factor of a movie that united two very real but diametrically opposite characters? But Anand Rai thinks there's life beyond fairy tale endings and that such a blessed life can actually crack and crumble after four years of living together under the same roof as husband and wife! In our generation it was called the seven year itch, but what with life on the fast track, instant-everything, realtime problems instantly communicated to the world through the www.com route, with instant solutions  it is now reduced to a four year itch, if not less! Whatever happened to motherly advise: " give it time, beta, it will sort itself out"!  It's not possible anymore because before you know it you have travelled so far away from each other that even you believe there's no turning back! At least in Tanu Weds Manu Returns the love story has grown so sour that the couple land up before an asylum Board where the husband is found to be loony and hence incarcerated in the asylum! 

Tanu returns home to small town Kanpur and before you can say Jack Robinson, she is back to being her old self! Old flames emerge from their moth-balled packaging and she thinks nothing about hugging the rickshaw wallah or hunting out the ex, the Dulha who almost got her in the part 1! It's rollicking fun for her, bathing towel and Vodka bottles intact! A new male interest is easily available, in the form of a tenant who refuses to vacate her room and soon becomes her Mobike escort! The husband,  once out of the asylum, returns to Delhi to express his hatred for her. But while busy lamenting and indulging in self-pity, and adding some more nodes to his "gingerliness" he ends up falling in love with her look alike,  Datto! 

The story moves beautifully, interspersed with great dialogues and acting craft displayed by almost everyone; even those who had two bit roles! Madhavan, Dobriyal, Shergill are all brilliant as is Swara! Kangana as Tanu and Kangana as Datto are two opposite ends of the spectrum! But this beautiful lady portrays both the characters with such ease and conviction, you are left wondering how she does it! The Haryanvi is authentic;  the dress sense, mannerism, buck teeth- all aid in building up the Jaat persona! Her pixie cut and swagger is so typical of Sports Quota types, (who often times get typecast as members of LGBT community) that you are caught gaping at the screen, mouth open and head shaking in disbelief! 

Rarely has a movie been made which starts with a laugh riot and continues almost unabated till the end. The opening scene is probably the best comic scene in recent times; the asylum haranguing match between the husband and wife has you falling off the seats, while one part of you is noticing the super glam thinness and Chantilly lace sari of Kangana! Then you have the Haryanvi Datto, whose diction is difficult to follow but whose ferocity and independence capture your heart as few characters have in recent memory! The Haryanvi bride's collared shirt and dark lipstick make the film real and add to the film's small town rustic charm! In the end it's a strange love story, which falters a bit towards the middle, but so impactful is the overall narrative, that small lapses can be forgiven and forgotten! 

The music is great and Banno's swagger is actually sexy!  The English song, with attempted American accent, sung probably in Raag Bhairavi is fascinating! Kangana brings a lot of emotion in her roles and this is out and out her movie! I don't know how to say this, without sounding like a smitten teenager, but I am sticking my neck out to say she is probably the best female actor Hindi film screen has ever had! Hats off Kangana, way to go baby! 

Sunday, 17 May 2015

Piku: relationships redefined

                                       Piku: relationships redefined

                A rare weekend! Two days, two movies! Bombay Velvet and Piku. The movies, directors, actors : as different from each other as chalk and cheese! Bombay Velvet is Mumbai trying to be Chicago and getting nowhere! Piku tries nothing, except being real and takes you on an almost surreal journey!             
                Piku, a pretty, bong girl, kohl lined eyes and black bindi, comes from CR Park where she resides with her retired father, played by Amitabh. Deepika as Piku is the quintessential aggressive daughter of a cantankerous, obsessive Bengali father and she steals your heart, virtually from the word go! It is a realistic portrayal of an urbane, professional middle class girl who is exasperated and irritable enough to resent her father's excessive control on her life, but loving and caring enough to measure his BP on an hourly basis and make calls to the family doctor to seek medical advice on his temperature showing a rising trend, peaking at 98.8 degrees Fahrenheit! All this in the middle of a date! Repeatedly! Her daily harangues with the taxi service guys are a direct result of her irritation over the unidirectional conversations with her hypochondriac father! His preoccupation with his bowel movement is actually the central theme of the movie and only Soojit Sircar could have pulled it off! But isn't he the master of unusual themes like sperm donation and now, potty! He must really be potty! 
                Piku's love for her fussy, obstinate and obsessive father knows no boundaries! She takes him to Kolkata from Delhi by road, with the Jugad commode tied on the overhead carrier! I don't know many girls who would do this for their fathers, but she is an exceptionally devoted daughter! She screams and frets, indulges in regular diatribes with him, but does what he wants! Irrfan as the cab service owner/ substitute driver provides a perfect balance to the highly strung and hyper father- daughter duo! There is Mausmi masi, who is thrice married and wouldn't mind a fourth go at it, but loves her loony Jija, despite blaming him, in a light hearted way for her sister's early demise! What follows is a crazy journey till the barmy cuckoos land in Kolkata! Irrfan takes over the film at this stage, where, without batting an eyelid, he delivers a lecdem on the merits of the Indian style potty over the western one! The movie has an unexpected ending, but there really was no solution to the situation other than what Soojit Sircar crafts, so brilliantly! 
                 The commode reminded me of my Nani's contraption from the 1970s. The acting is superb. Amitabh as a cantankerous Bengali is very convincing and natural in the act (must be a result of 45 years of training in the art by another Bengali at home-- wink, wink). But it is Deepika who takes the cake. She acts effortlessly and is clearly symbolic of the modern Indian girl, "needing" a man in her life but doing her duty towards an ailing father, even though the ailment is mostly imaginary and restricted to the mind or the bowels! I loved Irrfan for various reasons- Not least because his character, Chowdhary hails from Hardoi! Sandila, to be precise! This movie defines relationships in modern times and touches your heart in so many ways, that my eyes were moist! All through the film!

Saturday, 16 May 2015

Bombay Velvet: bah!

Bombay Velvet: bah! 


I told my sis-in-law I won't comment upon Bombay Velvet, because it really amounts to double jeopardy. Watching a soul-less, inconsistent story line and then reviewing it! But in a few lines I have to say, I am disappointed! Anurag Kashyap's Gangs of Wasseypur left an indelible mark on the Hindi cinema audiences. But this new Hollywood style, street children growing up wanting to become richie rich and easily becoming criminalised, fails to make sense or touch or move you in any way.
Ranbir Kapoor in a perverse way, loves getting bashed up in a boxing ring, Anoushka is forever at the Mike, singing some meaningless lyrics, barring a good rendition of retro Jaata kahan hai Diwane...... All characters are flat, storyline is unclear, editing is poor! Such dark movies have an inbuilt craftiness to make you flip sides in favour of the villain, particularly when the chief protagonist is a dark anti-hero! At least you sigh when he falls and a bit of your heart goes out to him! Not here! So flat is the characterisation!
So far as Karan Johar goes I'd rather he did Coffee style shows than pretend to be a villain! Or make movies! He's about as scary as a friendly neighbour in the movie! Siddharth Basu can go back to being a Quiz Master! What a waste of a perfect Saturday! Bah.

Friday, 15 May 2015

Ashoka : Royal Insecurities




                 Chakravarty Samrat Ashoka : an engaging enough serial, despite beginning to drag a bit. The two characters of Sushim and Ashoka, in their early adulthood are seen sparring in a decathlon style competition. The one who wins, will be declared the heir apparent to the throne of Magadha. Some interesting thoughts and themes criss cross the current narrative. Issues of Cast, lower cast in particular, such as "Tuchh Prani" Ashoka's, royal lineage, kinship, meritocracy, sense of entitlement, intrigue, conceit etc are all interwoven cleverly, as is the case in most historical dramas. 
                 But the one theme that binds me to the story is the one about Insecurity. So, Helena, the White skinned Macedonian, daughter of Seleucus Necator, is insecure about almost everything in life. Consequently, she spends her time scheming away against the State! Her son Justin's love-interest is Rani Noor, daughter of the Persian, Mir Khurasan, married to Bindusar! She is understandably insecure about her illicit relationship with Justin, who is about to enter into a matrimonial alliance with Agnishikha, while battling the greater insecurity about the claim of her son Siyamak to the throne of Magadha. The Maharani, Charumitra, is so insecure that she practices black magic to keep her tormenting demons at bay! 
                   There are several such insecure characters in the serial, but the one that takes the cake is Sushim's! The one character who really has no reason to be insecure, is actually the most insecure! He is insecure because of a deep realisation about his own inadequacies. The eldest son of King Bindusar, the son of Maharani Charumitra, he is actually accomplished, hard working, talented and a champion, twice over! Qualities that are admired even by his otherwise critical kid brother Siyamak! There is romance blooming for him in the shape of an aptly named Princess, Ahankara! He could win the championship on his own steam, but resorts to dubious methods to cheat and craft a victory for himself! 
                    Why does he do that? Why, because he is plagued by insecurity; lacks self-confidence, imagines himself to be in danger of loosing to "Tuchh Prani" Ashoka, is vulnerable, susceptible to flattery, spends all his time trying to anticipate and plan for slighting his competitors rather than building on his own competencies, suffers from low self esteem and self doubt and will stoop to any depths to realise his ambitions! This all pervasive flaw is his undoing and he emerges as a ruthless, cruel and self serving creep. He fritters away his natural advantage of succeeding to the throne by virtue of the Law of Primogeniture, largely because of his cheap conduct and arrogant behaviour! Whereas Ashoka, despite being a total stranger to Pataliputra, slighted by the Oligarchs and the ruling elite, retains his composure & confidence, is compassionate & brave, has a never-say-die attitude and keeps rising every time he is made to fall by his crafty opponent! 
                     The competition is still not over, but Ashoka is already the winner!