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Saturday, 2 February 2013

#VISHWAROOPAM


#VISHWAROOPAM

Let me make it very clear at the outset and this may be treated as the disclaimer. I have always been a huge admirer of #Kamal Hasan as an actor and pace him at a high pedestal with respect as a complete actor. I was somewhat miffed with him for his mis calculated attempt to gain publicity for his latest film Vishwaroopam by trying to exploit the democratic right to free thinking and free speech  under the garb of an under dog and trying to whip emotional issues over what is basically a  business project for him. I also aprreciate the fact that a movie project has the commercial element to address and the maker has to make necessary adjustments. It is very easy to review and criticise a movie but the efforts put in to make it are beyond question. As Kamal Hasan has not intended to hurt anybody in particular, I also do not intend to hurt his feelings or that that of his countless fans. Diehard Kamal fans may stop reading further and better watch the movie themselves.

Saw the movie in its Hindi version -#Vishwaroop last night at Max Cinema, Nerul. Despite the movie having its plus points,  I was disappointed on the whole with it. The big weakpoints of the movie are its background music and the editing. Inspite of a very good camera work and a good screenplay,the narrative gets boring because some scenes are too long drawn. The visual effects are of high quality but does not leave a mark because the execution drags on for more than it is necessary.

The music is a total disappointment. It is very dramatic instead of being subtle.The eternal problem of the Indian  filmmakers taking their audience as morons and trying to explain everything through dialogue,flashbacks and lyrics of the songs hamper the sophistication of the movie. When will they understand?
Coming to the movie  plot,it is designed as a #terrorist thriller where the nefarious designs of a terrorist group to explode a dirty bomb in NY city is foiled by an Indian operative who lives a dual life unknown to his wife,who is much younger to him. Shades of Arnie's True Lies and Mission Impossible series. The technical portion of visual effects,action,location,design etc.match the international standards. But the storyline is very short and simple without too many twists or elements of suspense built so the length of the movie is a heavy burden to carry.
The harsh and stark #Afghan landscape are very well portrayed, almost in a documentary style and the restrain showed in depicting the jihadis is commendable. The action scenes are very good and the acting also matches it. There is a lot of dialogues in pashtu which makes the characters very realistic. The exploration of the jihadi psyche is however not fully done as the main story of the protagonist takes over in flashbacks. The dialogues are short and not sermonising. I believe that the full humour in the dialogues between the hero and his wife in the face of stress was somewhat lost in translation and maybe the Tamil version would be more interesting.
Another good point with the movie is that there is no item number, titillating sex scenes, mindless violence or unnecessary distractions which do not pertain to the main storyline. One should commend the makers to desist from the temptation of following the ageold formulas to lure audience. This is actually a very brave thing to do with such a high budget movie and all praise are due to Kamal for this.
Coming to Kamal Hasan himself, he has again shown what a great actor he is . He is one of the rare actors who his the master of all the Nava Rasas and integrates his body, voice, eyes and mind into his acting . Here also he has given a powerpacked performance. Particularly the scene where the real identity is revealed to his wife and the transformation from an effeminate dancer to a killing undercover agent through an action sequence is shown, is electric and stands out. But again, I was sad to note that the ravages of time has not spared him . From the slim and fit young man who ignited our imaginations in the late seventies and eighties , he is now a older person with jowls and paunch, both showing up. Though the character is that of a older person, it is clear that maybe he should take a hard look before doing action again.
After seeing the movie one will realise that why I said and still maintain that the recent controversy was a publicity gimmick gone awry. There is nothing in the movie which should offend anybody. You cannot expect to show Afghan jihadis and terrorists as Christians , Jews, Sikhs or Hindus. They have to be Muslims, isn't it ? And religious fanatics have to be depicted by their prayers, isn't it ? There is nothing wrong in that. Those who opposed the screening of this movie are a bunch of baboons . That's my personal take on the controversy.
Maybe I placed too much expectations on Kamal Hasan or the movie as I eagerly awaited it. The movie is well made, no doubt but it does not stay with you. There are very few scenes where applause from the audience is forthcoming inspite of the good work. The aura of a blockbuster is missing from the film. It does not match the emotional content of #Kabul Express when dealing with Afghans or Talibans. It does not even match the thrills and twists of terrorist chasing like Jaal-The Trap or Hero- The lovestory of a spy, both Sunny Deol starrers. It also does not evoke the feeling of grandeur which Shivaji or Robot did.
Then again maybe I expected too much from an aging actor who has now decided to become a better businessman. The movie is watchable for a good time pass . But you will not remember it like Chahchi 420, Thevar Magan, Nayakan, Sholvaa Shavan or even Ek duje ke liye. That's a great pity.

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

I am alive



To think I am alive right now,

here today at this very moment .
What matters most to me is that
life surrounds me in its deep embrace.
When there's no reason why I should have
this privilege in the first place.
A sense of gratitude covers me to think
that all the good things that happened
to me till now were ordained by fate.
Was it luck or something more
that kept me going and opened up
the way as I moved along in life.
People left me , some never returned
I lost so many whom I loved.
Still , everything fell in place
and what I've got in the ultimate
has been much more and overflowing.
I have falllen, then got up on my feet.
Loved, hurt,humilated and respected,
sometimes passed by, sometimes noticed.
But at the end of it, nothing matters
more than the feeling of being alive.
I found that much of what I feared
never really existed except in my fears.
All things that I wanted to love as mine
were much closer to me than I realised,
I had just to feel them within .
I live because its a blessing that I received.

Monday, 28 January 2013

What will be my dreams like?

What will be my dreams like?
When I close my eyes tonight.
Will they be painted with the colours,
that I have never seen before.
Or will they be as bland as the reality;
that I have to face everyday.
Whatever they may be, this I know,
surely they will not stay with me.
With the early rays of the morning sun.
They leave me behind and fly away,
whether I bid goodbye to them or not.

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Saturday, 26 January 2013

Republic Day


The Republic Day celebration brings us face to face with the reality and makes middle aged people, like yours truly think about the reality. After so many years of existence as a citizen of a free and democratic country one would surely be allowed to contemplate about the nation on a holiday. As I watch the finely orchestrated Republic Day parade, a sense of complacent wellness permeates the senses even as I settle down bleary eyed on the couch to watch the spectacle and pass the morning without actually doing anything productive for the country.

The question which comes to mind thereafter and nag my conscience is what is that I should do to celebrate this Day? A big blank stares at me as I am neither ready nor willing to submerge myself into the festivity like I used to do at a much younger age. In the early years of life the R day was an occasion to attend school but not study. Later as I understood the significance of the day,I felt duty-bound morally to celebrate the day. Many a times this day has been spent in picnics as the weather generally remains cold and sunny. And I participated year after year like a true patriotic Indian, the R Day.Wen my son was growing I tried to instill the notions of patriotism in him and celebrated the Day. But now I find that neither do I have the same feelings nor do I have the same commitment. Also the absence of a dictat or compulsio to attend the flag hoisting ceremony anywhere, in the true spirit of the rights that I enjoy as a free citizen of the country makes me lazy and dissociated from the efforts of other citizen, probably more patriotic and well meaning than me.

But nowadays when I look on this sort of celebrations, I feel that an all pervasive bitter cynicism takes over me. Very unfortunate but so true. Does that mean I have become patriotic. Or is it that I can no more relate to the country,the government,the democracy or the people. Nothing brings that fervour,that excitement in me even though I know that I am personally a beneficiary of the freedom,democracy and the progress of our beloved nation.

Irreverent, silly and morbid thoughts comes to my mind as I watch the parade on the TV, so aptly named idiotbox,perhaps for idiots like me. As the PM observes silence and the occasion is so sombre, I can't but help observing that he is doing what he does best by being silent. The defense minister and the VP look like a combination of Mridangam player and a Quawwal to me. The Army chief looks so much unfit and his potruding belly is so much visible in spite of his smart tunic that he looks like a well fed round bovine. The Chief guest looks like he has been ordered yesterday to attend the function as a standbye ,as no one else was willing to attend. I find that even though the President of the country tries his best to preside over the function, it is the president of the ruling party who seems to be the centre of attraction. But I can't find her reclusive son in the crowd. Neither her cocky son-in-law.

The leader of the opposition is wearing an English style cap to save his bald head from the cold or the sun, whatever it may be. His gaze has a resigned look about it as if he has accepted the fact that he will sit in that chair for the next six years, too. The home minister seems to be most elated as if he has been rewarded the highest civilian award of getting a chance to sit beside Madam herself, maybe because of his recent foolish utterances about terrorism. Other ministers and VIP s bask in the bright sunlight as they savour their proximity to the power centre and the fruits of the Republic.Among the crowd of so called distinguished persons being shown , there is nobody, no one , not a single person who evokes respect as a person or leader, minus the trappings of their designation, rank or post.

The procession of the tableaus start and I become restless. It all looks so old styled and bereft of imagination or innovation. What is new in what they want to showcase? A sense of deja vu creeps upon me. Still I start liking the show and by the time the young bravehearts come on the screen, I am enthused enough to break into clapping. As I enjoy the cultural diversity, I relocate the zest for life.

I am now certain that my initial lethargy and cynicism was because of my misplaced notion of equating the country with the politicians and the politics. I have erred in moving away from the people because of my aversion to the rulers. The daily grind of Mumbai to earn my living has insulated me from the country and its people. Watching idiots making their livelihood on the idiotbox has gradually made me cynical about the system. I need to stop this nonsense and detach myself from the noise. Politics and politicians may be important but they are not the only thing about the country. More important are the people. The real spirit of democracy is about understanding people and appreciating different cultures. Maybe Its time for me to start visiting places in the country.

People will point out to the inadequacies of the system and the democracy or the constitution and stress on changing the laws or making new laws to tackle the prevailing situation. I fully appreciate their concerns but do not totally agree with this view point. I believe that there are enough laws and rights of citizens are upheld very well in our constitution. What is required is to ensure the rule of law. Having laws but not adhering to them or worse still delaying the process of justice defeats the purpose itself. What we need now at this juncture is not new laws but ensuring that the process of justice and administration is strengthened within the existing framework instead of playing to the gallery and paying lipservice to the sentiment of the people . And more importantly the participation of citizens to uphold the rights which are enshrined in the constitution. There is no need to categorize people as tribals, dalits,minority,women,farmer,labour etc and have new laws for each section. Instead use the extant provisions of law and ensure that the guilty are booked within a short period.That will itself reiterate confidence on the democratic system and ensure that the government is actually by the people,of the people and more importantly for the people.

Let the Republic flourish. We have received it as a legacy from our fathers and grandfathers. We should make it certain that we pass on this legacy to our sons and grandsons with greater value added it. Long live the Republic of India.

Monday, 21 January 2013

My dreams


I lost myself with your thoughts
in my train of dreams.
I built the rainbow bridge of love
to reach you in my dreams.
Eagerly, I lit my small lamp for you
and waited in my dreams.
For you to come and smile at me
and make believe my dreams.
This was the way I spent the night
to tell you about my dreams.