Bonjour Auditoire,
Ci sono un sacco di cose nel mondo, che alcune persone, possono o non possono, capire. Per tutte queste cose, ma etichettarli come pazzi. Inutile dire, questo include anche i film.
Now here, I am sure that the reader folks, who know French, will try translating the above sentence. But for those, who don't know will search it in Google Translate.
Such things do happen with the films too. I used to scream and say that Indian filmmakers, apart from a bunch of roses, should either stop making films or start reading novels and make films. An original idea needs a great deal of research and time. After watching the trailer of "Rowdy Rathore", I was almost convinced with a fact. Our film makers are suffering from "creative impotency". But Bhagwan ke ghar der hai, par andher nahin. Since two weeks, I was continuously getting irresistible to watch two movies. One was my favorite Dibakar Banerjee's long awaited "Shanghai" and the other was a really superbly crafted and acted "Urban Gujarati" film named "Kevi Rite Jaish".
Now, let me first talk about the thing which the Gujarati cinema suffered from, till this date. In the fancy efforts to attract rural crowd, they kept making some weird aboriginal and tribal movies. Sorry for that, but seriously speaking, neither the actors looked like they were acting nor the story line looked so concerned. I saw Kevi Rite Jaish. I was literally awestruck as such a nice movie can be made by almost a first-time team of directors and writers. Literally, out of the box but at the very same time, an entertainer for all. Mass and class. I saw few so called "classy" Gujaratis trying to speak in pseudo-American English accent. "Hey, thu javaano chhei Khevi Rite Jaishhh jova. I will love to come." For the first time, I was thrilled to see that how this English-Gujarati hotch potch will be burnt to ashes. This ideology of falsely hallucinating self as American by speaking American English with stuffed tummies and burger from McDonalds, won't let you anywhere. Though the movie deals with a better and subtler subject, I would say that it also has a hidden meaning that copying "Amerikhaa" is not the thing which will make Obama pestering US consulate to issue a visa for you. The line from the song of KRJ, "Obama ne jaine kejo, visa aape re!" (Request Obama to issue a visa for me!) is not a one liner. It is what our Gujaratis have been imagining. We have little knowledge of everything. We have hardly gone to Gandhinagar but still we "Modi ne aapni saathe saara relation.", "Aaje to jaine Mayor ne kehvuj chhe." This is it. KRJ can be treated as an eye-opener to all that fat-asses which juggle in malls. To all that goatee fellows, who stand out at the Reebok stores and talk about vada-pavs and dabelis. Grow up dude. You may get visa on your merit after you will watch Kevi Rite Jaish. Else you will need to keep pestering "Obama" for "veeja". Long story short, KRJ hasn't only broken the stereotypical Gujarati "ghar ghungat ane gharchodo" system but has also made a mark in the Gujarati film industry. Now we would like to see, how this legacy will be followed.
On the front of "1000films/year" strike rated Bollywood, there came a Chris Gayle shot from Dibakar Banerjee. The adaptation of novel "Z" written Vasilis Vasilikos, with a tinge of Costa Garvas film of the same name, Dibakar Banerjee lit a Diba in this andheri Bollywood. The story is superb because it is a political thriller. Right after Gulaal, this immediately took the next best film in the political thriller categories of Indian cinemas. The film was truly a treat and a creative epiphany of how the politics work. We know all. Really? Watch it for certain more revelation, chum!
The gist of the reviews for both this films remain that an original, observation based idea like Kevi Rite Jaish or a film based on the novel, viz Shanghai, can create wonders. Both of them are unique and well woven. Whereas the Rowdy Rathore shows were houseful in all the 3 screens of any cinema, Shanghai struggled its way to a single screen and a mini theater only. With a crowd of hardly 25-30 people for Shanghai, I had a mixed feeling of sadness and happiness. I was sad because this was the only response a fabulous film could gather, just because it is based on politics. I was happy because there would not be any unnecessary hooting or shouting. Shanti se dekhke aaya. Initially, I doubted that KRJ might falter to this idiotic mayhem of RR, but fortunately, it retained the interest of peoplw due to its short, sweet and light but serious subject of a boy twisting and turning stones to reach USA because he is a "Patel". I wish RR should be banned for spreading notoriety. I still don't get it why the "cool" Indian generation hates politics. Don't you wanna know that the person who chews up your money, whether he is a rascal or a real benefactor? Don't you wanna know whether the person ruling on your head is an Angel or a Demon? Yeah. Why would you bother? When the concern of a nation is "Why Aish put on so much of weight?" or "With whom Deepika is linked now?" or "Who is going to win the IPL?", utha le re Deva, utha le. Obviously, mere ko nahin. Inn logo ko utha le!"
RATINGS:
Kevi Rite Jaish: 4/5 (1 deducted to keep the new people working for their next best! LOL!)
Shanghai: 4/5 (Should have deducted that item song. Though it went with the flow, but they could have kept something like a jazz. An atmosphere, contradictory to what was happening in the other part of film.)
On the last note, the first two lines in different language are Italian and not French. Kindly note!
(That means, now search in Google Translate)
Signing off...
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