Sunday, 1 September 2013

Aur forget and forgive kariye...

My eyelids gave way to the morning sun rays and they squinted in response. Ahaa!!! What a fine sunny Sunday morning, my little poor brain said. The same little poor brain groaned with excruciating pain at the same time. Ouchhh!!!
I had slept early last night. Quite early for a usual Saturday night. Reason?  A campaign to re-negotiate democracy gave me more headache than it must have to the government. No, no. I wasn't at India gate or Qutub Minar on any aamaran annashan or shouting my lungs out for a social cause. I, with my herd of innocent friends, had by mistake, lost way and landed in a single screen theater that was to showcase Satyagraha, Prakash Jha’s latest offering.

A poster of the film. Photo courtesy: Internet

Prakash jha, the captain of ships like Damul(1984), Mrityudand (1997), Gangaajal (2003), Apaharan (2005), multistarrer hit movie Raajneeti (2010), Aarakshan (2011) Chakravyuh (2012),is known for making films, which deliver a strong message and as far as that goes, Satyagraha doesn't leave any room for complaints. However, the film seems to try too hard at times to make its point. Very preachy throughout.
Briefing you quickly on the story plot, Dwarka Anand (Amitabh Bachchan) is a retired school principal, who doesn't hesitate to fight against corruption in the system. Manav Raghvendra (Ajay Devgn) is an ambitious businessman, who believes only in self-progress at any costs whereas Yasmin Ahmed (Kareena Kapoor) is a journalist, who wants truth to prevail at any cost.
When the population of small-town Ambikapur gets frustrated with the corrupt system, these unlikely heroes come together to join forces with local leader Arjun (Arjun Rampal) to take on the system and the corrupt leader Balram Singh (Manoj Bajpayee).
Sparing some attention to the rich star cast, one can easily visualize the eldest and the most respected of the lot, Mr. Bachchan arriving on a huge golden chariot with Jha holding on to the horses reigns and the rest actors by his side. Amitabh Bachchan is like an old lion, whose roar is still respected and the veteran delivers a masterful performance as the dignified and incorruptible Dwarka Anand. He is flawless and consistent in his small but important role. He forms the backbone of the film. His emotional scenes with bahu Amrita Rao can make you cry. Rao, as the ideal bahu, has little scope for performance and survives with little or no dialogues crying unstoppable till the end. Actually, her dialogues die with her husband.
Ajay Devgn, a favorite of Prakash Jha, is reliable as always when it comes to delivering an intense performance. Devgn's transformation from an unscrupulous businessman to a social activist happens too fast to seem convincing whereas Rampal has decent but short roles. A sheer waste of talent is Rampal.  
Okay, now whose left, whose left? Urrrghhhh!!! How can one forget this unavoidable element if you have tolerated her without caring to go to sleep? Kareena Kapoor Khan, a big miscast. And before you can say ‘Kareena Kapoor Khan', she pledges her support to the movement and becomes a fellow activist! In an unnecessary scene, Kareena's character castigates a colleague for suggesting that they carry news about some prominent figure involved in a MMS scandal. Yasmin Ahmed, the rising star of the communication sector. That was one of her opening dialogues in the movie. WTF!!! Her ‘holier than thou' act gets on your nerves at times. At times? No,no,no!!! EVERYTIME. Eveytime she jumps into the frame, you feel like stabbing yourself with the next sharp thing you can see around. I survived because the theater was purposely made dark to avoid any causalities. Theater anna!!! I owe you this one. Thank you! *kisses.
A poster of the film. Photo courtesy: Internet

The love track between Devgn and Kapoor too is highly unnecessary and takes away focus from the main plot. For these two lovers, I had to give them a standing ovation and clap slowly. How considerate they are! Amidst, the poor old retired school principal’s son’s sad demise and all the hullabaloo that follows, they make sure to find time for some sex, not to mention the strange foreplay they carry out in the middle of a dark night on the house’s terrace, wearing bright white clothes. That was the last thing I expected from the movie.

Saving the best for the last has always been my funda of life. Hence, let’s talk about that one guy which makes Satyagrah worth watching, Manoj Bajpayee, who as the sly Balram Singh, Bajpayee simply dominates every scene that he is a part of and elicits the maximum whistles and claps with his ‘comic baddie' act. Manoj has always been a delight to watch in Jha’s films, ornamented with power-packed, mind-boggling dialogues. Here, are those dialogues that will make you hoot for him. 
Manoj Bajpayee at the first look
launch of the film. Photo courtesy: Internet

Bachpan me kabhi aapke father thapadiyaye nahi the kya, bas mamla theek kijiye aur forget and forgive kariye.

Kya samajh rakha hai humko baraati ka dhol ki aap bajate rahenge aur hum dance karte rahenge.

Thode time ke liye humko bhi yakeen ho gaya tha ki koi na koi rasta nikalega ye Delhi ka businessman lekin iska toh computer hi chori ka nikla.

Salim-Sulaiman have done a decent job with the music. Aiyo ji, is an exceptionally brilliant track featuring Nathalia Kaur( remember, the foreign find of RGV?). Raghupati Raghav, the evergreen Gandhi bhajan has been used very smartly to prick all your heart’s sensitive chords. They have clearly done a clean job to give the lack-lustrous film the mood it requires.
As it approaches climax, all random sequences fall in place in front of your eyes that can easily connect the dots and you can see the Anna Hazare campaign being re-played.
There is no doubt that Jha set out with noble intentions, while making the film, but with better execution, the film could have been more successful in connecting with the audience.
On a final note, if you have nothing to do this weekend, then go for Satyagraha or visit a morgue, sit there and re-watch the Anna Hazare's campaign footages. It’s almost the same. It's a film for those who can tolerate political drama non-stop.
I was more engrossed in passing chips and popcorn from one corner to another, a self devised time pass to ward off boredom and sleep. For, the ones who are still concerned about my headache, kindly drop in contact details of good hair spa outlets at aanchal.srivastava20@gmail.com as I go grab a cup of coffee. ;)

Saturday, 10 August 2013

Avoid getting on the train babyyyy!!!

Eid Mubarak folks!!!

Wishing for love, peace and understanding to take over all negative emotions of hatred and destruction across boundaries.

With the Eid holiday falling on Friday, this was a long awaited weekend  and more awaited it was for the temple doors would be thrown open for its worshipers once every year. And that once was today.

Getting off the bus, the sight before me was greeted with collective gasps. A lone building stood beside the not-much-frequented road with hundreds of people crowding the decent empty space it overlooked. The place was brimming with people who were overflowing onto the nearby road.  Long queues of head-strong visitors stood patiently waiting for the ticket counter to open. Getting tickets won’t be any easy this time. After all, it was the most awaited day for the holy followers.

The devotees waiting patiently for the tickets

One hour into the line, it started raining. But, even the rain gods couldn't deter their strong will.
We friends took turns standing in the line for tickets.  As, I was serving my turn, I caught myself blankly staring at the huge poster adorning the front wall of the building. The afternoon sun’s rays shone on the poster that had the goddess striking a pose with a knife mostly used by butchers.

The god, not far behind, was in full black attire and black glares striking another pose of running in the opposite direction. Waiting in the queue felt like forever. Staring at people and their clothes helped a bit. My turn, again. Again I looked up. Now, orangish-red light of the setting sun illuminated the poster.  It had been close to 3 hours. The poster helped immensely in gathering courage whenever we were losing it out. To spread the word of holding a little more, the pilgrims shouted his name, 3 times in a row with full devotion and a certain kind of hope. We were almost there.

A still from the movie. Photo Courtesy: Internet

Chuck the not-so-important part. Cut to scene 2. 
Inside, was a spacious hall. Most seats were already occupied. We managed to get the front seats. It began and the crowd behind welcomed them with whistles, claps, hoots, screams all overflowing with love. We were on- board on one of the most awaited movies of 2013 and SRK’s Eid gift for his fans, CHENNAI EXPRESS.

 The movie has a phisss start. Starting credits have Deepika’s name flashing before SRK’s. Nice! The movie’s scene transitions have been creatively dealt with. Interesting! Deepika is good. SRK with his peculiar pose of spreading hands in the air with both legs apart, strikes to connect with his fan base with his punchline “Don’t underestimate the power of a common man”. Music by Vishal-Shekhar is soothing. Tera raasta and Title are my personal favourite. South superstar, Priya Mani comes in for 1 2 3 4 get on the dance floor to shake a booty with SRK in fluorescent pink and orange glittery skirt blouse.
The movie can be referred to for its excessive display of lungis, fat strong built, dark skinned men, Tamil twang and words, and the utterly disappointing but feet thumping Lungi dance song ( Puhhleesss, respect the ‘r’ people! The word is ‘Thalaivar’ and not ‘Thalaiva’ as used by Honey Singh Ji.) 
A poster of the film. Photo Courtesy: Internet 


Rohit Shetty makes his presence felt. Yes! He is there in the movie. But not as a character but as the colorful cars which keep flying from this corner to other, blowing up, turtling over in between. Some sequences are illogical. Well, don't look for logic when you are watching a masala Bollywood film like this.Not to forget, a very predictable story-line. Few of the concluding action sequences can remind you of those from Om Shanty Om. In many of Rohit’s interviews, when being asked," What is different about your film?", he spontaneously answers, “SRK”. This can be so vividly felt from watching it. Its SRK all the way, be it the famous songs from his earlier movies which he aptly twists to suitably convey whatever he wants to say to Deepika in the presence of her so-called cousin brothers. 40 % of the movie is in Tamil. Has a long tried and tested climax of having a lengthy emotional dialogue delivery by the hero wherein he preaches about the basic message of the film followed by the tussle between the protagonist and antagonist. No brownie points for guessing. The hero beats up the villain to near death, getting drenched in blood and mud along the way. To fill up the frame standing in a corner is the cruel dad holding on tightly to the daughter’s hand. There, the hero suffers a bone-fracturing punch from the ugly villains and here the daughter screams his name repeatedly. All this happening simultaneously for almost 20 minutes. Urrrghhh!!! I m bored!  :(

Few sequences after the interval try hard to make you laugh but fall flat on the face. There is no romance between the lead pair in the first half and suddenly they make good use of the second half to feel love and make the other partner realize it. The movie easily loses track just after the interval. The first half is pretty entertaining with SRK himself taking a satire on his famous train sequence from DDLJ. SRK tries keeping the audience in splits and succeeds to some extent. You can’t take out Rahul from SRK. Can you? Or would you?There are a few scenes that give us the uncontrollable giggles but that wasn’t enough to hold our interest in the film for too long. 

I could feel myself floating on the surface of emotions the film had to offer. My wish was to get drowned in it. Anyways, worth a watch to have a fine, entertaining evening . And if you ask me, whether it was a paisa vasool movie, after standing for tickets for 3 long hours, then, well..hmmm... not really.
 How do all the bad reviews matter? After all, whenever God will descend on earth to bless his devotees, he can be sure to be showered upon unconditional love. ;)
A still from the movie. Photo Courtesy: Internet


P.S. If you are a die-hard SRK fan, then I think I can assure myself that after you have read these 1000 words,  my life is critically in danger.
  
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Monday, 5 August 2013

Happy Birthday Ma'am! *blushes

To the B'day girl,
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K-A-J-O-L. Every letter of your name spells magic to me.  You are not just any other actor for me. I like how strong-willed and resolute you are about the things you are keen on doing. You are passion personified .You make me feel good about myself. When you are on-screen, I so willingly give you all my attention. I submit to you. My heart, my soul, you rule. When my eyes enjoy the visual treat witnessing you enact varied roles, my mind and heart in unison say it out loud, "This is exactly how I would have said the dialogue had I been in place of her."
You are the sole reason why I THINK and would go on to BELIEVE (rather shamelessly, though) that I can act. I know, if ever I pursue acting in life, you'll be my inspiration for doing every scene, just the way you do, EFFORTLESSLY.
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When people used to compliment me, on sharing somewhat similar resemblance to you , in my young days, my chest used to swell with pride and I blushed uncontrollably. It gives me a feeling that I am being celebrated. My mother keeps taunting me why I don't maintain (inspite of having) a uni-brow like you. And I till date don't know why. Maybe, because I... I don't know... I like it more on you. :)  
 I dream of becoming you! All thanks to you, I have already charted how I would go about my marital life. Just like what you do now. :) 
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If by any fortune, life does bring us face-to-face, I have no clue how I'll react or how I'll manage to arrange for a pen and a piece of paper or how I'll convince you to pose with me for a photograph. Or maybe, just stand in a corner of the room, away from the crowd that would blind you from seeing me, standing there, numb, awe-struck, trying to absorb every little movement that you would do and then coming back home, enclosing myself in my room and enacting things the same way as you did. I think, the later has more possibility of happening.
Watching you film, is my dream. 
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You are G-O-D to me! I bow down to you Ma'am and with my pure and innocent heart I offer you my genuine regards on turning a year older today. Wish you many more happy years ahead. Dying to catch you on screen. Make that happen soon!!!
Lots of love,
Your genuine-est admirer ever! 
(P.S. This blog post has turned out to be my first ever love letter!!! GLEEEEE!!! ^_^ )
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