Sunday, September 30, 2018

Sui Dhaaga - Movie Review

A heartwarming story of Mauji (Varun Dhawan) and Mamta (Anushka Sharma) and how they together change their collective fate from that of near-poverty to a successful business venture.

#SuiDhaaga. The story is pretty formulaic. Mauji is the classic underdog, constantly taunted by his father for being a good-for-nothing, continuously humiliated by his employers, and largely disrespected by his friends, family and the world around him.  Yet, he has the talent of sewing that is under-leveraged. Mamta is a regular housewife, who is caught up in the daily chores of the home, duty-bound to her father-in-law and mother-in-law and husband. Yet, she has the talent of street-smartness and a knack for business that is also under-leveraged. When certain unhappy events trigger Maui to set up and taste the success of his own sewing venture, the journey begins of Maui and Mamta transforming from being a joint family ‘beta-bahu’ to unknowing entrepreneurs. Braving failures, battling their own circumstances, stumbling through the system, they keep going till they can finally mean when they say ‘sab badhiya hai’. 

But, like some of the other recent Bollywood movies, the strength of this movie also does not come from its storyline. This movie rests on the characters and their emotions, that are really well played by the lead actors Varun and Anushka and the inimitable Raghubir Yadav (who plays Mauji’s father).  These three actors win your hearts through their endearing performances playing characters that are really well sketched. 

The characters are unique in that they are traditional-yet-progressive. Make no mistake. Mauji, Mamta and the father do not belong to modern India, in the way we know it. They are just above poverty, they live in almost rural fringes of the city, in a patriarchal household, the men wear kurtas, the women wear saris, the men earn a living and the women stay at home, and all of this in a no-questions-asked this-is-how-it-is way. Yet, within the household, the traditional roles that they all play sometimes only seem like a pragmatic division of labour, rather than a regressive social structure. In Mauji, we see a man who respects his wife’s intellect and instead of being threatened by her, relies on her to increase his own self-awareness and what he is capable of. In Mamta, we see a woman, who knows her mind and has the wisdom to know when and how to use it for the benefit of her family, finding a win-win solution. Even in the father, we see an apparent patriarch, who values his wife and daughter-in-law for what they bring to their home, and is willing to step into washing clothes, making rotis, and do whatever is needed without any false male ego.

The movie also makes you feel the struggle that people, who don’t belong to the middle class, face on a day-to-day basis, and yet go through it smiling, with hope for a better future. The movie reminds you of the herculean efforts they have to make for just an equal opportunity to participate in the growth that is happening in the country. The movie comments on the intensely capitalist society, where the pursuit of money, that is often mistaken as development, is leaving millions of people behind, even those with skills, crafts and talents. The movie also (not so subtly) plugs in the national agenda of skilling, manufacturing and Made in India, as the title suggests, but not in a very Akshay-Kumar-I-am-a-patriot way.

But, with all that, the biggest fault in the movie that is it’s undoing, is the Yash-Raj-Adi-Chopra effect that keeps popping through the movie, but especially takes over in the build-up to the climax. For a movie that builds so naturally, in the beginning, it starts getting too fairy-tale’ish towards the end. For instance, complex relations and characters that were built (like the strained relationship with the brother and his family or the mercenary fashion designer) are quickly resolved or stereotyped to find a convenient ending. Things like this disappoint and end up leaving you a little cold after all the warmth that is built through the entire film. It’s like a sudden sip of water after you’ve sipped a nice cup of warm tea for several minutes. At that point, you feel like telling the director (and Adi Chopra) that it’s okay... let the pain linger a bit more, let the burn of the tongue stay for a while, we can take the absence of a ‘pixie dust’ sometimes. It’s not the 90s anymore!


All in all, after Dum Lagake Haisha, Sharat Kataria (director) gives another emotional, easy, heart-warming, character-based film about a society, seen through the lens of a man and a woman and what they build together. For that, it’s worth a watch, either on big screen or small. Just be prepared for the cold water towards the end. 

Monday, September 17, 2018

Manmarziyan - Film Review

The rich canvas of conflicts and emotions that is the very fibre of Tier 2 towns in India, becomes once again the backdrop of this next refreshing flick. 

The conflict of global aspirations but very very local realities.
The conflict of a younger generation living double lives - their public life their family like to believe and their private lives, more in line with their own identity
The conflict that comes from the person that we think we’ve grown up to be and fiercely protect and the person we need to become to love someone else 

This then becomes the theatre against which master craftsman Anurag Kashyap tells an engaging love story between Rumi (Taapsee Pannu), Vicky (Kaushal) and Robbie (Abhishek Bachchan). In many ways, this is probably Kashyap’s first proper love story, and we can see his raw, mofussil touch throughout the movie. This is how Anurag Kashyap would tell a love story. It’s in your face, it’s simple, it’s authentic, and it’s just the way it happened, once upon a time in Amritsar. 

The story revolves around Rumi and Vicky and their insatiable, hormonal love for each other (I’m coming to Fyaar in just a minute) till they are caught by Rumi’s family and the wedding ultimatum is given. So, either Vicky gets his act together and asks Rumi’s hand in marriage or she would be wed to an eligible bachelor (read NRI banker, Robbie). Then starts the love triangle of will-she-won’t-she-marry-Robbie-or-Vicky and even after the marriage, the story continues to who-will-she-end-up-with finally, till one of the love wins and its happily ever after.

As is obvious, the plot is nothing new. But, that’s what makes it even more powerful as a movie. 

#Manarziyan happens not in the story, but in the story-telling. You don’t realise it’s an almost 3-hour movie, because somehow you are flowing with a very natural chronology of things happening in the lives of these main characters.

#Manmarziyan happens not in the big actors, but in the nuanced characters of Rumi, a fiercely independent yet un-exposed and emotionally vulnerable young girl; Vicky, an aimless dreamer with big aspirations without a clue of how to get there, yet with a heart of a teenager; Robbie, the mature NRI banker who is patient and traditional, yet progressive-minded about life choices. (Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam flashback, anyone?).

And #Manmarziyan happens not in the big sets, but in the humble homes and streets of Amritsar. The many small rooms in different homes, that take on the form of living spaces, sex dens, family conversations, socialising, public drama. The small lanes around the houses that become the most evocative spots for emotions and drama - both loud and subtle. We see an amazing contrast of how inside the homes become spaces for very public emotions (like wedding preparations) and the very public places like the streets become the spaces for some of the most intense private emotions (like when Rumi is waiting for Vicky to run-away).

And then there is the language. Another masterstroke from Kashyap. The language is not only in the dialogues through the movie that are blunt, real, direct and liberating to hear. But also in the creation of “Fyaar”. We finally have a Hindi word for lust, and in a way that even the good people of the world can feel. Because ‘havas’ is only for rapists! Just for that Anurag Kashyap, you deserve a medal!

All in all, great performances by Taapsee Pannu and Vicky Kaushal (what an actor, Raazi, Sanju, and now Manmarziyan, all in one year and 3 completely different characters, played with conviction to the tee). Abhishek Bachchan is not bad too, thankfully playing a strong and silent role that is well, strong and silent. 


Again, it’s so great to see Bollywood coming of age with movies like this. Go and watch it, and cheer for how mainstream cinema is changing forever, right in front of our eyes!

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Stree 2018- Movie Review

Bollywood’s new-found love of small-town India as a back-drop to tell progressive stories (read women power) continues in this latest edition, set this time in the village of Chanderi in MP. While both Badrinath ki Dulhaniya (see review http://books-booze-boxoffice.blogspot.com/2017/11/badrinath-ki-dulhaniya-short-film-review.html) and Bareilly ki Barfi used the predictable-though-enjoyable genre of a love story; #Stree, uses a totally unexpected genre of horror-comedy. And for that it is a truly unique and bold attempt. 

#Stree is bold because horror movies can go horribly wrong in Indian cinema, either being completely un-scary and pointless (like Ek Thi Dayan 2013, see review http://books-booze-boxoffice.blogspot.com/2013/04/ek-thi-daayan.html or 1920 Evil returns 2012) or being scary but cliche, fuelling the usual superstitions (like Raaz 2002 or Vaastu Shasta, 2004). Very few real good horror movies have really struck the right chord (may be Bhoot 2003, or Raat 1992), and that’s why even attempting a horror movie and that too with a message, is worthy of applause. 

#Stree is unique because comedy movies can go horribly wrong too, mostly being completely slapstick and jarring (Golmaal series, Housefull, Welcome, Judwaa 2, we can go on!). Very few comedy movies really hit the mark (to name a few in recent times, maybe Delhi Belly 2011, see review http://books-booze-boxoffice.blogspot.com/2011/08/delhi-belly-2011.html, Hera Pheri 2000, No Entry 2005, Andaz Apna Apna 1994, Khosla ka Ghosla 2006, etc).

Stree is the story of men in a village, who are in danger of disappearing for 4 nights every year during a local festival, when the ghost of a dead woman (called ’Stree’) comes looking. Any men who are out at night or inside the home without a prescribed inscription on the wall are in danger of being abducted and never to be seen again. The only thing left behind is their clothes! The story then revolves around Vicky (Rajkumar Rao) and his friends (Bittu, Aparshakti Khurana and Jaana, Abhishek Bannerjee) and their tryst with Stree and how they go about discovering, getting scared of and eventually rescuing the town from this wicked witch, with some help from out of towner Shraddha Kapoor and town gyaani Rudra (Pankaj Tripathi).

Rajkumar Rao, as always, gives a predictably great performance, who has by now perfected the character of a small-town boy who straddles the duality of a conservative upbringing with a fast-modernising India. Khurana and Tripathi complete the predictable small town star-cast playing their roles really well too. Shraddha Kapoor chugs along too.

The story or the plot, otherwise, is nothing to write home about, but the reason why Stree really wins is because of its dialogues during the different moments in the film. That is what weaves in the comedy in an otherwise horror story. It is the dialogues that keep us hooked from one scene to the next, waiting to hear what the characters are going to say next in this situation. It is the dialogues that make us laugh, while also not letting us forget the metaphor of a world where the power equation between ‘purush’ and ‘stree’ could easily have been the other way round. It is the dialogues that make us wonder, does it really take a supernatural intervention to restore the balance between men and women? 


Stree is yet another movie that reminds us that Bollywood is really coming of age. And it’s great to see the diversity of cinema that we are creating as mainstream. Kudos to Maddock films for continuing to bring unique movies to the audience, just because we must. Thank you for Go Goa Gone (review http://books-booze-boxoffice.blogspot.com/2013/05/go-goa-gone.html ) Being Cyrus, Cocktail, Love Aaj Kal, Finding Fanny, Badlapur, Hindi Medium and now Stree. Experiencing different story telling makes us all richer. Waiting for your next..  

Thursday, September 6, 2018

Searching 2018 - Movie Review

What would you do if your teenage daughter suddenly disappeared and none of the people you would normally reach out to, have a clue where she is? What would you do when you realise that the little girl you have loved and nurtured all your life is someone you don’t know any more? What would you do when you are so overcome with the guilt of not having seen this coming, that it paralyses you into inaction and desperation? What would you do when you feel that you’re all alone in this world and no one can really help you?


Well, simple. Do what every teenager would do. Go online!

#Searching is the story of a father (David Kim, played by John Cho of Harold and Kumar fame) in desperate search of his missing teenage daughter over the course of 5 tense days. Not exactly a new plot, actually. Liam Neeson is probably yawning at this point.

But the impact of the movie is in the way the story is told - almost entirely through the multiple digital screens that are an indispensable part of our everyday lives. Right from the very first scene, we are following the lives of a Korean-American family through Facebook posts, video blogs, and home videos. Just like a social media timeline, in a quick few minutes we know the entire history of this family - from wedding to child growing to mom’s long battle with cancer and upto the present day. The present day story then continues, of the single dad and his search for his daughter, told through iChats, Face times, Facebook posts, Insta stories, private chat and broadcast sites, Twitter, Youtube, and not-to-forget the good old TV. 

What is amazing is how deep human emotions are portrayed simply through the use of screens by the characters. When the dad types a message but then erases it to write something that he thinks will be better accepted by his daughter, you can feel every parent in the audience sighing. When the missing girl story goes viral along with an explosion of superficial and fake sympathy by strangers, you can feel the frustration that the dad is feeling. Even the 3 ominous missed calls displaying on the screen from the night before, put a chill down your spine.

And then of course, is the edge-of-the-seat central plot, of how David slowly but surely puts the different digital pieces of the puzzle together to solve the mystery, along with special detective Rosemary Vick (played by Debra Messing). As David uncovers one clue that leads to another, he gets deeper and deeper into the private life of his teenage daughter that he didn’t know existed. Finally leading to the climax of solving the mystery. Only thing is don't hold your breath for the climax, the only thing that disappoints.  

The completely new-age take to storytelling is not because it is a ‘digital thriller’. In fact that would be the least of the things. Many movies and programmes have dabbled in that. The reason this movie is modern because it doesn’t make a big deal of words like digital, online, internet. Better still, it doesn’t condemn the “online” world as the evil of our times! The film treats the various gadgets as a natural extension of our physical selves. They are our ‘extended senses’ that are an integral part of our modern day lives, without which we wouldn’t be able to see, hear, feel, smell, touch, think. In a world, where the online and offline lives seamlessly merge into each other, forming part of a complete and perfectly natural whole. 

This is what makes for an effortless-yet-engaging movie. Where technology becomes the tool to tell the story of people and their lives, story of parents and their relationship with teenage children, story of the bitter-sweet journey of raising children, story of the constant guilt and heartache that comes with being a parent, story of the mortal fear of losing your child, and the story of forever searching…

In short, a must watch!