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19 January 2007

Mani Ratnam's Guru

The release of a new film by directors like Mani Ratnam is an important thing for film-buffs like me, and I always try to watch them first day first show. When Guru was released, I decided to watch it first day. I wasn’t too sure about the first show part, thanks to the fearsome expression I imagined my boss would have if he found out, and also because of an unpleasant incident I got reminded of, an incident that happened many years earlier, at the beginning of my career, where I noticed my boss sitting two rows ahead of me on the first day first show of a Rajinikanth movie, on a day I had forged illness in order to watch the movie. He luckily did not notice me, but the incident still shakes me up a bit whenever I think of it.

So 7 PM it was. I got quite a bit of response from colleagues and ex-colleagues for the movie, and finally, 24 of us went to the movie. We left quite early to escape the traffic…

I sense, apart from the impatient shuffling of feet and twiddling of thumbs, the whooshing sound of a tomato in mid-flight, hurtling towards me. Let me not digress any further, cut the crap and get straight to the review.

Guru is the rags-to-riches story of Gurukant Desai [Abhishek Bachchan], the son of a village headmaster in rural Gujarat, who grows to become one of India’s biggest industrialists. After flunking a grade in school, Guru decides to drop out of school and go to Turkey to earn a living. He goes to Turkey, works there for seven years selling petroleum cans, and decides to return to India to start his own business, despite getting a huge promotion and pay hike.

Things do not go as planned in India for him, thanks to a shortage in capital. While pondering the means to raise the capital to start his business, his friend tells him that his dad can’t lend him any money because his dad is saving up dowry money for his sister Sujatha’s [Aishwarya Rai] wedding. Guru gets married to Sujatha with the sole intention of using the dowry money to start his business, and moves to Mumbai to do so.

Things again do not work out, because he first has to get a license from a trade union which is apprehensive about giving out licenses to newcomers. Thanks to a chance meeting with Manikdas Gupta [Mithun Chakraborty], a newspaper editor, this problem gets sorted out after news of the union’s unfair attitude to aspiring businessmen is published in Manikdas Gupta’s paper, The Independent.

A few hiccups later, Guru starts off his business. Over time, his business flourishes, so does his relationship with Manikdas Gupta and his grand-daughter Meenu [Vidya Balan], who suffers from Multiple Sclerosis, and so does his reputation for resorting to any means, legal or illegal, to ensure that his business grows.

An incident occurs, which incurs the wrath of Manikdas Gupta, as a result of which he turns against Guru. Manikdas Gupta then sics rookie journalist Shyam Saxena [Madhavan] on Guru with the intention of bringing him down by exposing his scams. The rest of the movie details Shyam Saxena’s (and Manikdas Gupta’s) attempts to bring down Guru, and the outcome of this.

One good aspect of this film is the relationship between Guru and Manikdas Gupta. Guru considers Manikdas Gupta his father-figure, and the latter almost thinks of the former as his son, but when Guru’s actions oppose Manikdas’ values, they take on each other. But throughout all this, they never lose the love or respect they have for each other.

Coming to the performances, Abhishek Bachchan is Gurukant Desai. The film belongs to him alone, and he makes the most of the opportunity by delivering a powerful performance. He falters a bit while playing the old Gurukant Desai, but is nevertheless very convincing.

Mithun Chakraborty surprises everyone, who is more used to his forgettable movies of the 80’s than his art-house movies, by playing Manikdas Gupta with an effortlessness and subtlety quite uncommon in Hindi cinema these days, where loud body language and jarring dialogue-delivery are the order of the day.

Aishwarya Rai surprisingly gives a decent performance, but doesn’t look very convincing as an old woman, thanks to the sparsely-sprinkled wrinkles in her make-up.

Vidya Balan as Meenu is, sadly, wasted in a role where she has just a handful of scenes with opportunity to showcase her talents, but she nevertheless lights up the screen whenever she’s in it.

Madhavan plays Shyam Saxena, who is Meenu’s love interest and Gurukant Desai’s nemesis, but doesn’t have much of a role to play, except a few casually and carelessly thrown-in scenes where he’s trying to get evidence against Gurukant Desai. He, however, has lost a lot of weight for this role and looks many years younger, as a result of which many girls I know drool like newborns at the sight of him (maybe if I too… ah, but I digress again…).


The music by A R Rahman is typical of his music in other movies, meaning that the songs grow on you. But these songs don’t add value to the movie, and therefore end up interrupting the flow of the movie. The picturisation of the songs too are not at par with those of Mani Ratnam’s previous movies.

Mani Ratnam is, without doubt, one of India’s finest filmmakers today who raises the bar for other directors by making good movies, and Guru is no doubt a good movie, but it is certainly not his best. People who have seen only his Hindi movies may disagree with me on this point, but I’m sure that those who’ve watched all or most of his movies, especially his best ones - Nayagan (an indianized adaptation of Mario Puzo’s The Godfather, with a brilliant performance by Kamal Hassan); Mouna Ragam (a very mature take on the discovery of love after marriage); Dalapathi (an adaptation of the Mahabharatha, which focuses only on the friendship between Duryodhana and Karna); Roja (a beautiful adaptation of the Satyavan & Savitri myth, set in militant-infested Kashmir); and Kannathil Muthamittal (an adopted girl’s search for her mother in war-torn Sri Lanka) - would whole-heartedly concur with me. One thing that Mani Ratnam should work on improving is his movie ending, which is compromised, unrealistic, or, in other words, a bummer.


On the whole, the movie is good compared to all the excreta dished out in the guise of films by Bollywood these days, but bad, because it’s directed by Mani Ratnam, who has made and is capable of making better films. I only hope he makes enough money to continue making films and not enough, so he can notice the flaws in the movie…

Overall, a 3 on 5.


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© Guru Smaran

02 July 2006

Clips from Takeshi Kitano's Zatoichi

TRAILER



SAMURAI TRAINING


RANDOM SCENES FROM THE MOVIE




Kurosawa movie trailers

SEVEN SAMURAI


DODES' KA-DEN


DERZU UZALA


RAN


RHAPSODY IN AUGUST


MADADAYO


SUNTORY RESERVE WHISKY ADVERTISEMENTS FEATURING AKIRA KUROSAWA


Clips from Pulp Fiction



30 May 2006

Stop in the Name of Man!

A review on Anand Patwardhan's documentary In The Name of God.

The Alliance Française presented a few documentary films by noted film-maker Anand Patwardhan. When it was announced that the first film, ”In the Name of God”, was about politics and the Babri Masjid demolition, I groaned. Politics is one topic I generally avoid like the plague. Never been interested. I am of the kind who believes that the word “politics” is derived from the following words:

Poly: Greek word for “Many”
Tick: Bloodsucking creatures

I however decided to stick on and watch the film because I had nothing better to do. What I saw for the next 75 minutes was very disturbing.

”Long ago” to 1949.
Ayodha. The birthplace of Lord Ram. A town where hindus and muslims co-existed peacefully. They respected and loved one another. The exact spot of Lord Ram’s birth had always been a mystery to one and all. A hundred temples in Ayodhya claimed to be the birth-site of Lord Ram.

Babri Masjid was a 16th century mosque built in Ayodhya by Emperor Babar. It was rumoured for many decades that the Babri Masjid was built after demolishing a Ram temple which was the exact birth-site of Lord Ram. This rumour however did not strain relationships between hindus and muslims. A temple was built near the mosque. The temple was called the “Ram Janmabhoomi Temple”. Hindus prayed at the temple and muslims prayed at the mosque. All was well.


1949.
One night, the priest of the Ram Janmabhoomi Temple, without anyone’s knowledge, moved the idols of the Ram Janmabhoomi Temple into the mosque with the assistance of a few government officials and support of a District Magistrate. The priest later claimed to have dreamt of a 4-5 year old Lord Ram beckoning him into the mosque and assumed that that was the birthplace of Lord Ram.

The next day was Friday. When the muslims went to pray at the Babri Masjid, they were surprised to find the Police there. They were denied entrance into the mosque. The Muezzin was told by the District Magistrate that things would get back to normal the next Friday.

1990.
The Muezzin still waits for that Friday.


The Vishwa Hindu Parishad (VHP), a political party digs up the Ram Janmabhoomi issue and declares that the Babri Masjid was indeed the birth-site of Lord Ram. The VHP vows to demolish the mosque and build a new Ram temple there.

This documentary film captures the birth and rapid growth of VHP’s campaign to build the Ram temple at Ayodhya by destroying the Babri Masjid. This film was filmed and released prior to the actual Babri Masjid demolition. The Babri Masjid demolition resulted in the deaths of 5000 people all over India. Communal violence.

Featuring interviews with VHP activists, the common man as well as a few important people who were directly involved in this issue, this film looks at different people and their perspective of the whole issue.

While the VHP activists’ words drip of religious intolerance, it is surprising to find that the common man talks about this issue in a very practical and logical way. Many interviews with the common man (mostly illiterate and belonging to a very low caste) reveal that he is more intelligent that the media portrays him to be. An ironworker in a village displays higher levels of intelligence than a VHP activist who is a lawyer.

The priest of the Ram Janmabhoomi Temple in 1990, Shri Laldas, is another man whose words are full of wisdom. He has a genuine concern for humanity. He feels that the whole Ram Janmabhoomi issue was resurrected by the VHP to garner votes in the next election. He says that the leaders of the VHP do not really care about the Ram temple.


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''The VHP leaders tell everyone that they’d go to any length to build the Ram temple here. Have they come to this temple at least once to offer their prayers?''

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Shri Laldas


(Shri Laldas was assassinated in 1992, after this documentary was released. The assailants are unknown and scot-free.)


The interviewed VHP activists, on the other hand, turn out to be educated but illogical people. Most of them brandish swords and tridents. The film actually captures them first rehearsing and then loudly chanting these slogans at public meetings:

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“We will use the oil of Dabur!
To burn the descendents of Babar!”

“Babri Masjid hamari hai!
Kasi, Mathura baaki hai!”
(Babri Masjid is ours, Kasi and Mathura are next!)

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The film also captures the plight of muslims in Ayodhya who live every day in uncertainty and can “smell death around the corner”.

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Awards won by In the Name of God:

Filmfare Award, Best Documentary, India, 1992
National Award, Best Investigative Doc. India, 1992
Ecumenical Prize, Nyon, Switzerland, 1993
Documentary Prize, Freibourg, Switzerland, 1993
Citizen’s Prize, Yamagata, Japan, 1993

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In the Name of God is thought-provoking. It is very, very hard-hitting. It talks about blind faith and the alarming decline of humanity in today’s world. It is definitely not a film you’d want to watch with your family on a nice evening over biscuits and tea.

I sincerely hope this film becomes irrelevant over time.

The film ends (so does this review) with a doha by the poet Kabir:

Saints, I see the world is mad.
If I tell the truth they rush to beat me,
If I lie they trust me.
I’ve seen the pious Hindus, rule followers,
Early morning bath takers –
Killing souls, they worship rocks.
They know nothing.

I’ve seen plenty of Muslim teachers, holy men
Reading their holy books
And teaching their pupils techniques.
They know just as much.


And posturing yogis, hypocrites,
Hearts crammed with pride,
Praying to brass, to stones, reeling
With pride in their pilgrimage,
Fixing their caps and prayer beads,
Painting their brow-marks and arm-marks,
Braying their hymns and their couplets,
Reeling. They never heard of Soul.

The Hindu says Ram is the Beloved,
The Turk says Rahim,
Then they kill each other.

No one knows the secret.
They buzz their mantras from house to house,
Puffed with pride.
Their pupils drown along with their gurus.
In the end they’re very sorry.

Kabir says, listen saints:
They’re all deluded!
Whatever I say, nobody gets it.
Its so simple.

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© Guru Smaran

Dark Side of the Epic

A review on Anand Patwardhan's documentary We Are Not Your Monkeys.

Anand Patwardhan’s We are not your Monkeys is about many things: the caste system, gender oppression and humanity.

Backdrop: The Ramayana.

Thematically, We are not your Monkeys could be broken down into two parts.

The first part is about the condition of Dalits, an untouchable caste in India, in today’s world. It talks about the dehumanization of the Dalits by the upper castes who call them “untouchables” and yet enjoy a comfortable life due to them. We see frames of Dalits doing all the dirty work like cleaning sewers, etc. to make life easier and much more livable for the upper caste people.


The second part is about the Ramayana. A dalit’s perspective that talks about caste oppression and lack of basic human rights in the Ramayana.

It starts off by telling us how Lord Ram, a foreigner, took over from the Dalits their land.

(Sanksrit literary scholars have actually found references over a take-over of a dark-skinned populace by nomadic Aryan tribes. Lord Ram belonged to the Aryan race and is hence portrayed as an outsider.)

Some excerpts:

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“You portrayed our god Hanuman as a monkey.”

“You formed a monkey army to attack Lanka.”

“When you finally captured Lanka, you wanted Sita to prove her chastity to you.” (Portraying Lord Ram as a male chauvinist.)

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There are also references to the Babri Masjid dispute at Ayodhya and their opposition to the issue.

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“You now want a monkey army to grab Ayodhya. But this monkey army will not help you seize Ayodhya.”

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The video ends thus:

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We sing the song of humanity. And we will make you human as well.

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“We are not your monkeys”, released in 1993, is only 5 minutes long. It is a music video. It is a song composed by Sambhaji Bhagat, Anand and the late Daya Pawar, and sung by Sambhaji Bhagar.

This perspective of the Ramayana, though very controversial, is novel and thought-provoking. It is something we haven’t heard. Though not many may agree to this perspective, it still makes one think for a long time.

The video is a must-watch. It is powerful and hard-hitting. It questions the character of one of the biggest heroes in Indian Mythology, a hero who has an “all white” character. It questions history, religion, and things we have believed in all our lives.


PS: The quotes I have mentioned above are from memory and hence may not be accurate.

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© Guru Smaran

The Horrors of War

A review on Hiroshima, a book by John Hersey.



August 06, 1945
, Hiroshima.


Dr. Ferufumi Sasaki walked around one of the corridors of the huge Red Cross Hospital with a blood specimen for a test.

Mrs. Hatsuyo Nakamura, a tailor’s widow, was watching a neighbor tear down his house.

Ms. Toshinki Sasaki, a clerk working at East Asia Tin Works, turned her head to talk to the girl working next to her.

The Reverend Mr. Kiyoshi Tanimoto, pastor of the Hiroshima Methodist Church was about to unload a cart full of clothes.

Dr. Masakazu Fujii sat down to read the Osaka Asahi on the porch of his single-doctor hospital.

Father Wilhelm Kleinsorge lay on a cot, reading a Jesuit magazine, Stimmen der Zeit.


The next thing all of them remember was seeing a brilliant white light. When they came back to their senses, they were amongst ruins. The day was dark. Hiroshima fell like a neatly-piled pack of cards blown by a casual gust of wind. An atomic bomb had just ripped through Hiroshima.








Captain Robert Lewis, co-pilot of the Enola Gay, the B-29 that dropped the bomb (nicknamed Little Boy), wrote in his log, “My God, what have we done?”

Children started shivering heavily and stopped suddenly, dead. Men and women who were burnt and bleeding profusely were unusually quiet, only moaning softly for water. The bomb left about a hundred thousand people dead. Many were and still are physically and mentally affected.

Written by Pulitzer Prize winning author John Hersey, Hiroshima is a journalistic account of these six survivors of the Hiroshima A-bomb. The book records what these six people were doing when they experienced the “white noiseless flash”, their reactions on seeing the widespread destruction, how each of them escaped the conflagration that had materialized throughout the city and the mental and physical trauma that these six had to go through and still go through, as a result of being exposed to severe radiation caused by the A-bomb.

The author went back to Hiroshima almost four decades after this book’s first publication to locate these six people. The last chapter is about how and what these six survivors were doing in life, when he found them again.

Hersey’s narrative is engrossing. His description of Hiroshima after the bombing is detailed. Though the book is only about 150 pages long, a lot is covered. The language is simple and uncomplicated, thus making it readable even for people with very limited knowledge of English.

The book is disturbing to a certain extent and hence may not go down well with some people. Reading a book dealing entirely with a catastrophe and it’s aftermath can be harrowing for some people. But for people like me who feel strongly about war and it’s disastrous consequences, this book fuels the fire within.

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© Guru Smaran