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    Reviews

    “A cerebral joyride”
    Karan Johar, filmmaker on REDIFF

    “Among the most charming and creative Indian independent films”
    J Hurtado, TWITCH

    ★★★★✩
    “You don’t really need a big star cast… you don’t even need a big budget to get the techniques of filmmaking bang on…”
    Allen O Brien, TIMES OF INDIA

    ★★★★✩
    “An outstanding experience that doesn’t come by too often out of Indian cinema!”
    Shakti Salgaokar, DNA

    ★★★
    “This film can reach out the young, urban, upwardly mobile, but lonely, disconnected souls living anywhere in the world, not just India.”
    Namrata Joshi, OUTLOOK

    “I was blown away!”
    Aseem Chhabra, MUMBAI MIRROR

    “Good Night Good Morning is brilliant!”
    Rohit Vats, IBN-LIVE

    ★★★✩✩
    “Watch it because it’s a smart film.”
    Shubha Shetty Saha, MIDDAY

    ★★★✩✩
    “A small gem of a movie.”
    Sonia Chopra, SIFY

    ★★★✩✩
    “A charming flirtation to watch.”
    Shalini Langer, INDIAN EXPRESS

    “Interesting, intelligent & innovative”
    Pragya Tiwari, TEHELKA

    “Beyond good. Original, engrossing and entertaining”
    Roshni Mulchandani, BOLLYSPICE

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    Synopsis

    ‘Good Night Good Morning’ is a black and white, split-screen, conversation film about two strangers sharing an all-night phone call on New Year's night.

    Writer-Director Sudhish Kamath attempts to discover good old-fashioned romance in a technology-driven mobile world as the boy Turiya, driving from New York to Philadelphia with buddies, calls the enigmatic girl staying alone in her hotel room, after a brief encounter at the bar earlier in the night.

    The boy has his baggage of an eight-year-old failed relationship and the girl has her own demons to fight. Scarred by unpleasant memories, she prefers to travel on New Year's Eve.

    Anonymity could be comforting and such a situation could lead to an almost romance as two strangers go through the eight stages of a relationship – The Icebreaker, The Honeymoon, The Reality Check, The Break-up, The Patch-up, The Confiding, The Great Friendship, The Killing Confusion - all over one phone conversation.

    As they get closer to each other over the phone, they find themselves miles apart geographically when the film ends and it is time for her to board her flight. Will they just let it be a night they would cherish for the rest of their lives or do they want more?

    Good Night | Good Morning, starring Manu Narayan (Bombay Dreams, The Love Guru, Quarter Life Crisis) and Seema Rahmani (Loins of Punjab, Sins and Missed Call) also features New York based theatre actor Vasanth Santosham (Bhopal: A Prayer for Rain), screenwriter and film critic Raja Sen and adman Abhishek D Shah.

    Shot in black and white as a tribute to the era of talkies of the fifties, the film set to a jazzy score by musicians from UK (Jazz composer Ray Guntrip and singer Tina May collaborated for the song ‘Out of the Blue), the US (Manu Narayan and his creative partner Radovan scored two songs for the film – All That’s Beautiful Must Die and Fire while Gregory Generet provided his versions of two popular jazz standards – Once You’ve Been In Love and Moon Dance) and India (Sudeep and Jerry came up with a new live version of Strangers in the Night) was met with rave reviews from leading film critics.

    The film was released under the PVR Director’s Rare banner on January 20, 2012.

    Festivals & Screenings

    Mumbai Film Festival (MAMI), Mumbai 2010 World Premiere
    South Asian Intl Film Festival, New York, 2010 Intl Premiere
    Goa Film Alliance-IFFI, Goa, 2010 Spl Screening
    Chennai Intl Film Festival, Chennai, 2010 Official Selection
    Habitat Film Festival, New Delhi, 2011 Official Selection
    Transilvania Intl Film Festival, Cluj, 2011 Official Selection, 3.97/5 Audience Barometer
    International Film Festival, Delhi, 2011 Official Selection
    Noordelijk Film Festival, Netherlands, 2011 Official Selection, 7.11/10 Audience Barometer
    Mumbai Film Mart, Mumbai 2011, Market Screening
    Film Bazaar, IFFI-Goa, 2011, Market Screening
    Saarang Film Festival, IIT-Madras, 2012, Official Selection, 7.7/10 Audience Barometer

    Theatrical Release, January 20, 2012 through PVR

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Shanghai: When The Plot Became Thicker

June 19, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

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Six years ago, the country discovered an honest voice in Dibakar Banerjee with Khosla Ka Ghosla when an unlikely bunch of ordinary middle class people took on an all-powerful land-grabbing mafia to reclaim their plot.

The plot is no different here. It just got bigger. Replace Khosla’s Ghosla with Bharatnagar (a microcosm for India of course) and the land-grabbing mafia with the State-sponsored International Business Park (IBP) and what you get is the uncompromising, taut remake of Z, the 1966 novel by Greek writer Vassilis Vassilikos, that sits perfectly fine in a modern Indian context.

Shanghai is the story of a country where high-rise business parks backed by capitalists are replacing poor housing colonies and any voice of dissent is silenced by the State itself. This is a world run by the morally bankrupt. One where idealists are maligned with scams and duty conscious government bureaucrats wrestle with conscience before passing every file.

Dibakar presents us with some of the most interesting characters we have seen onscreen in recent times. A videographer who sometimes shoots porn (Emraan Hashmi), a Tamil IAS officer who considers taking on a lucrative foreign assignment to close down a case (Abhay Deol) and a social activist and professor with a weakness for falling in love with his students (Prosenjit Chatterjee). The support cast is terrific too. Pitobash, Farooque Shaikh making a comeback and Kalki Koechlin get author-backed parts written to their strengths.

But instead of letting the text tell the story, the filmmaker decides to let the visuals do all the talking. The dialogue, though sharp, is just incidental as the director chooses to enrich the narrative with every faculty available to him. Actors are cast against the grain (a little too against the tide for Abhay Deol playing a Tamilian), the production design is rich with detail and nuance, the rare background score knows when to drown everything (and when to shut up) and then, there are the stray elements of chaos that creep into the frame to remind you of the country we live in. Be it the stray football entering an official government enquiry, the slippery wet floors or the taps without water. Very rarely do we come across films where even the locations are telling us more about the state of affairs than the dialogue itself.

Cinematographer Nikos Andritsakis takes us through this maze for justice with his painstakingly crafted long takes while the writers of Shanghai, Dibakar Banerjee and Urmi Juvekar, backed by the editor Namrata Rao, seem confident enough to let the pieces of the jigsaw unfold little by little, and surprise us every few minutes in this tight thriller with a runtime of less than two hours.

The songs by Vishal and Shekhar are sneaked in rather nicely strictly for the set-up and even the ‘item song’ has everything to do with the plot.

With not a single dull moment and every department in fine form, this is tour de force filmmaking. Simply one of the best and bravest films you will see this year.

Genre: Political Thriller

Director: Dibakar Banerjee

Cast: Abhay Deol, Emraan Hashmi, Kalki Koechlin, Prosenjit Chatterjee, Farooque Shaikh, Tillotama Shome, Pitobash

Storyline: As a social activist lies in coma for taking a stand against the State’s decision to build a business park by taking over a housing colony, the quest for justice begins

Bottomline: That rare, almost uncompromising political thriller where the subtext and the context are more significant than the text itself. One where the visuals speak louder than words.

Interview: Habib Faisal – On YRF and its homecoming

June 5, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

There are filmmakers who take pride in working outside the system. And there are those who are quietly changing the system from within.

Within half a decade, the writer of ‘Salaam Namaste,’ ‘Jhoom Barabar Jhoom,’ ‘Ta Ra Rum Pum,’ ‘Band Baaja Baaraat’ and ‘Ladies versus Ricky Bahl,’ has slowly and steadily, has managed to steer a mammoth ship from picturesque foreign waters back to the dusty heartland of India.

Writer-director Habib Faisal, who made the recent box office winner ‘Ishaqzaade’ and the critically acclaimed ‘Do Dooni Chaar’ tells us how he managed to find his voice with stories rooted in the Indian middle class by working with the system.

Q: What do you find more satisfying – critical acclaim or box office success?

I have never made films for critics or festivals. I think reviewers should understand that the intent of a Housefull 2 or Rowdy Rathore is different from the intent of an Ishaqzaade or a Paan Singh Tomar or a Vicky Donor, which has to be approached like a streetplay.

If I am able to communicate a certain idea that needs to be told… If I have been able to communicate to the aam aadmi that “Listen, there’s a possibility of a Parma and Zoya falling in love” or if someone makes that film like Paan Singh Tomar about the plight of sportsmen in this country, then the idea becomes bigger than the film itself.

How that idea is shot and edited is a matter of subjective taste and choices that may not work for everyone. The numbers or box office figures are not a dirty thing. Kahaani was not a Dirty Picture? A story of a pregnant woman rooted in a cultural specificity of Kolkata has appealed to everyone. Yes, the Rowdy Rathores will happen but I am glad that Kahaani, Paan Singh Tomar and Vicky Donor have also happened and translated to numbers. There’s room for both. If a film has a certain humility towards the audience and its intelligence and it’s need for entertainment, it will work.

I don’t need to give an example better than Amar Akbar Antony. It’s not a dumbed down film. Manmohan Desai is very aware and knows how to use suspension of disbelief to package his take on secularism. When we get to know that Akbar’s parents are actually Hindus, Akbar does not become a Hindu, he continues to be a Muslim and marries Salma. Our audience had this huge level of tolerance that nobody questioned it. Our audience is intelligent.

Q: You said that Zoya in Ishaqzaade is a strong character given her social context when some critics called it regressive. How do you manage to make sure you write strong roles for women?

I don’t sit out to write feminist films. I like to give the players involved an equal footing and same amount of strengths and human flaws so that the drama can be interesting. It does not have anything to do with gender. I don’t consciously decide to write strong women characters. They just end up being strong maybe because the women around me have always been strong women and they find their way into these characters. In Ishaqzaade, Zoya comes from a small town where women are brutalised and within her kind of space, she reacts to that in her own way.  She’s strong given that milieu.

How did you manage to convince a production house that was happy making films in foreign locations move back home with Band Baaja Baarat or Ishaqzaade?

What has changed is the way the audiences are reacting to films. Therefore, a production house like YRF also improvises and reinvents itself. I enjoy the same respect as I enjoyed even when as Salaam Namaste. Even if a film bombs, because Aditya Chopra is a writer, he knows that there are N number of factors, which go into making a film work or not work. What’s changed is not YRF, what’s changed is how the media has given recognition to the writer. Now, we need to demystify this further. How many reviews write about production designers even today?

Your films seem to be decidedly steeped in the local dialect

It came instinctively because I wanted to hear characters talk a language that is human. I didn’t like to watch films that have stock phrases that we have heard in so many films. I think it has to do with one’s own taste. Me, the maker writes a film according to the taste of Me, the viewer.

You seem to find the Indian middle class India fascinating.

All those films happened instinctively. Maybe because it has to do primarily with how one has grown up and has seen closely or grew up watching films that reflected that middle class reality.

Be it Golmaal or Chupke Chupke or even action films like Deewar or Amar Akbar Antony, they all reflected a certain reality and entertained. In the nineties and early 2000s, everybody wanted to remake Hollywood romantic comedies or make a Hindi Friends where all characters were a variant of Ross or Rachel or Monica or Chandler. At least now we are only borrowing our own narrative from the South.

How do you define realism in a canvas meant to be larger than life?

The real is the motive of the character. When that motive leads to an action, that action can stick to the larger than life canvas… That’s what I love about Manmohan Desai’s Amar Akbar Antony. A simple, macho man who is beaten up, his machismo bruised, stands in front of the mirror, so drunk that he becomes his own doppelganger and it works at a bizarre level… Yet, the motive is real and larger than life.

The interview originally appeared here.

Rowdy Rathore: So brainless you could get an aneursym

June 3, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Action

Director: Prabhudeva

Cast: Akshay Kumar, Sonakshi Sinha, Nasser

Storyline: A compulsive thief takes the place of a cop to avenge his doppelganger

Bottomline: Laugh at it a little, laugh with it a little but the Rowdy has the last laugh

It’s as rowdy as it gets in Bollywood in this faithful remake of the Telugu film Vikramakudu (Siruthai in Tamil) where Akshay gets his licence to misbehave, fool around and have some fun, pretty much like Salman Khan did in Wanted or Ajay Devgn did in Singham.

To be fair, Prabhudeva does treat it like a comic book to make the implausible seem all the more larger than life. It’s the kind of a film where the man and the girl fall in love at first sight. So what if he’s a thief, he’s honest enough to tell her he’s one.

This action entertainer is the gratification of every male fantasy – where the hero gets to channel his inner Shakti Kapoor than the well-behaved Amol Palekar. Rowdy Rathore is unabashedly male escapist entertainment that reinforces the age-old belief in Indian cinema that the hero is a God and the villains who harass the innocent are the modern day manifestations of ‘asuras’.

Only that the hero though called Shiva is more Krishna is his traits: mischief, flirtation and smarts.

The revelry in the film works best when Akshay has to play the over-the-top Rowdy in purple pants. It’s the sentimental scenes that really stick out like a sore thumb in this longish, disjointed narrative that has many random sequences thrown in, especially in the second half, with blatant disregard for logic or continuity. Equally random are the song placements or the excuses for them to unfold.

Rowdy Rathore plays out like a spoof for most of its running time and those are the fun bits. The length and the melodrama, especially indulgent shots of obnoxious caricatures for villains makes you feel like you’ve been at the receiving end of Shiva’s ‘Chinta Ta Ta’ drill… You will figure out what that means the hard way when you watch the film.

The film wears the kitsch-as-entertainment badge on its heart to unleash the cheesiest, corniest and campiest of cliches. And this celebration of non-stop nonsense is somewhat watchable only because Akshay Kumar makes for a rambunctious Rowdy. Now, if only he didn’t take playing the cop all that seriously.

While people used to the masala movies of Vijay (he also makes a cameo appearance in a song) or any of the action heroes down South may not find anything new in the plot or the treatment, the audience that celebrated the other Hindi remakes of South Indian films may just enjoy this pretty much the same way people in the West enjoy Hindi cinema. As a colourful, riotous, musical you are actually laughing at more often than with but don’t mind only because you are getting entertained by the ridiculousness of it all.

Just like Hollywood seems to embrace Bollywood for colour, Bollywood seems to be embracing the South for spice. And kitsch.

(This review originally appeared here.)

Department: Lost in the underworld

May 21, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Action

Director: Ram Gopal Varma

Cast: Amitabh Bachchan, Sanjay Dutt, Rana Daggubatti, Vijay Raaz, Abhimanyu Singh, Lakshmi Manchu, Anjana Sukhani, Madhu Shalini

Storyline: A young trigger-happy dutiful cop is torn between his loyalty to the department and his senior – a crooked cop.

Bottomline: A weak, loud companion piece to the subtle, sublime Company

The man who once rose above the ordinary to explore the underworld through films like Satya and Company has now sunk to the depths and a hit a new low with Department. Now, underworld just refers to the angles Ram Gopal Varma’s voyeuristic cameras will capture, often aimed literally below the belt.

It’s high time the filmmaker struggling with form realises that this nauseatingly gimmicky camerawork he has been afflicted with in his last few films distract from the story. Department looks like it was shot with mobile phones by Snow White’s seven friends during different stages of their drunken revelry.

Here’s a list of techniques that Department uses to tell its story of encounter cops who run around town shooting gangsters, working for different gangs themselves.

1. The RGV signature underworld shot (Front): There’s just one place where stitches from three different directions meet in any pair of jeans. When you find this region in the centre of the frame, you know you’re watching RGV’s current obsession: a denim clad underworld. But yes, it’s when it becomes a dhoti-clad underworld that it gets a little disturbing.

2. The RGV signature underworld shot (Back): This is quite a textbook approach to shot-taking. The camera must frame in close-up the subject that’s doing all the talking. Simply put, back pockets that fund films like these. Also, because in most cases, they are more expressive than facial movements of the actors. Barring Bachchan Senior who as always saves up his best for Varma and Vijay Raaz, the rest of the cast seem to be modeling for jeans. Except Nathalia Kaur, who couldn’t find a pair and had to be carried out of frame after an item number by lucky extras.

3. Ants in the pants: This shot involves tracking the movement of imaginary ants. Start from the ankle and slowly follow the ant all the way up. This shot is used to suggest impending danger and is employed for building tension during conversations that are far from exciting.

4. Under the nose: This involves capturing the nasal cavity at the centre of the frame and suggests that things are happening right under the character’s nose. A flaring nostril as seen by the world under conveys anger.

5. Tongue in cheek angle: True to its name, this extreme close-up of an actor involves the actor opening his/her mouth to show the other that they still have their tongue in cheek – this is also sometimes used as innuendo.

6. Chaai-Paani: Tea is the national drink of the film business and for long has gone unsung. To cut down on tea and water breaks, RGV has now made it mandatory that tea or water will be served to all actors in the middle of the take.

7. Clean & Dirty: Having been criticised for showing grungy, dirty gangsters, this time around RGV has also decided to show us another side never seen before. We see them bathing. While newcomers Madhu Shalini and Abhimanyu Singh share a bath-tub, their boss Vijay Raaz scrubs himself in front of other gang members. Community bathing.

8. The Finger: The only way we know gangsters are angry is when they point fingers at each other animatedly. It’s a unique way of showing the audience the finger as the most deadly weapon of expression.

9. Striking Visuals: This shot helps to counter criticism and establish once and for all that the film did have at least a couple of striking visuals. Follow the striker on a carrom board. Simple.

10. Keeping it Real: Given all that loud animated swearing and gun-fights used in gangster films, it becomes all the more mandatory for the camera to capture slice of life realism. If a character is scratching an itch, it could be employed as a metaphor for an irritant in the underworld.

Occasionally, when the camera isn’t moving, there are a couple of genuinely interesting moments (like the joke about the difference between ‘Illegally legal and legally illegal”) but this exploration of morality and right and wrong is lost somewhere in between all those tasteless camera angles, pointless chases, endless shootouts, needless songs and brainless slow-mos.

RGV, please fire your camera Department. And Editing as well.

(This review originally appeared here.)

Hate Story: Entertainment, Entertainment, Entertainment? Yes, Yes, Yes!

April 25, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Erotic Thriller

Director: Vivek Agnihotri

Cast: Paoli Dam, Gulshan Devaiah, Nikhil Dwivedi, Bhairavi Goswami

Storyline: A victimised journalist decides to use her body to avenge the loss of her motherhood and bring down a business empire

Bottomline: As dirty a picture as allowed on Indian screens strictly only for those who liked the trailer

After an expose of a corporate scam, a corrupt and powerful industrialist villain decides to get even with the journalist by screwing her over till she decides to do a different kind of an… er… expose.

To be honest, this is a much more compelling plot for an erotic film than the half-baked Dirty Picture that fizzled out on its promise of “Dirty-ness” halfway through. Unfortunately for Hate Story, the makers don’t have a Vidya Balan or Naseeruddin Shah to make people pretend they are watching a classy film.

Very rarely do we have actresses willing to strip down for a role and when a newbie does it, she’s not classy? How is Paoli Dam any less a committed actress than Vidya Balan?

Hate Story, despite it’s so-bad-that-it’s-good entertainment factor, is not for hypocrites. It’s for those willing to surrender to the cheesiness of the B-movie genre.

If you choose to go for it after watching the trailer, at least don’t complain about its sensibilities.

It’s an erotic thriller, what did you expect?

So, does Hate Story offer the Dirty Picture promise of “Entertainment, Entertainment and Entertainment?” “Yes, Yes… Oh Yes!”

If your idea of entertainment is watching the actors struggling to get their expressions right.

Gulshan Devaiah, who is a pretty decent actor when he has to play it straight, is a fish out of water when he’s asked to play it over the top and stammer Bollywood style. His facial contortions are great entertainment.

The gorgeous, brave Paoli Dam, who is totally comfortable when she has to play the regular girl, finds herself reduced to a caricature when she’s asked to venture into the loud, screaming territory. Her excuses for seduction are great entertainment.

The writing is a hoot. The campiness of the dialogue is great entertainment. Q: “How do I have sex with people I hate?” A: “Shake it, take it and fake it.”

It’s difficult to take the revenge part of the film seriously though.

Because if you were to look at what all happened through the eyes of the villain… “Hang on, not only did I get to sleep with a smoking hot woman, she decides to get back at us by sleeping with my top management and is thoughtful enough to stream her sex videos live to my entire team. Sweet! And, she saves me from suicide! Well-played.”

But then, what’s the point of making an erotic film if all the best parts are shown only to the Censors and a only tamer version makes it to the screen?

We can only hope the makers release an unrated version on the internet.

Housefull 2: Dumb and Dumber

April 7, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Comedy

Director: Sajid Khan

Cast: Akshay Kumar, John Abraham, Riteish Deshmukh, Shreyas Talpade, Rishi Kapoor, Randhir Kapoor, Mithun Chakraborty, Boman Irani, Asin, Jacqueline Fernandes, Zarine Khan, Shazahn Padamsee, Johnny Lever, Chunkey Pandey

Storyline: The heir to a rich empire makes two con-men pretend to be him to help out a friend as the sitcom spirals into a comedy of errors.

Bottomline: Silly, juvenile, stupid but fun if you are easily amused.

Let’s say there’s a new film in town – a big budget porn film with a line-up of big stars. Critics understandably have no choice but go for it in the line of duty and to be fair, it’s not their kind of cinema because well, it’s just porn. Not cinema.

You on the other hand always have a choice whether to go or not. So you can either go for it and then come back to complain how it was just porn.

Or… you can come back entertained because you like porn.

Housefull 2 is technically not a porn film but it is a silly, juvenile comedy of errors with a line-up of stars. It’s laughter porn. Not cinema.

Like most porn films, the plot does not matter, you know what you are going to see, you are familiar with the territory because well, the stars and the action is just a rehash of the previous part that was successful and plot and the background is just an excuse to unleash that action you have come to watch.

Now, I didn’t like Housefull because it tried hard to be funny (I don’t find people slapping each other funny) and it stole from the worst of Hollywood while borrowing the major part of its plot from the play Right Bed, Wrong Husband (that also inspired Kadhala Kadhala in Tamil, Hungama in Telugu and All The Best in Hindi) not because I don’t like the genre. Nobody did it better than David Dhawan in the nineties.

So I don’t have a problem with that genre or how crude or distasteful the humour is as long as the jokes work.

Housefull 2 takes pretty much the same situation from the first part but with twice the confusion and this is not exactly easy to pull off with at least 14 characters (15 if you include Malaika Arora’s Anarkali) contributing to the madness.

If the first part borrowed most of its gags from bad Hollywood films, this one finds itself home fondly looking back at old school Hindi cinema for inspiration. However, be warned that it’s long and the drama, especially the action scenes, really seem out of place in this narrative stretched to a point of excess.

The good part is that jokes work much better in Housefull 2, a film I was sure I would hate after the trailer that promised exactly the ridiculous kind of insanity one can expect out of this film.

Housefull 2 turned out to be funnier than what the trailer promised.

That brings us back to the question: If you know that the new release is laughter porn, why go for it when it’s not your kind of cinema?

Akshay Kumar will love this, he finally seems to have got his confidence and comic timing back. His take on Ranjeet’s lecherous ‘Aaaye’ is a hoot (incidentally, there’s a fine cameo by “the rapist” villain Ranjeet himself as towards the end with the best gag reserved for the end-credit sequence).

John Abraham still seems to be having trouble with comedy but is easy to overlook in an ensemble like this while Riteish and Shreyas are wasted playing the foil for the two leading men.

The glam dolls (Asin, Zarine, Jacqueline and Shazahn) are just silly caricatures, the physical comedy involving animals is often as contrived as you would find in the weaker Farrelly Brothers movies nor can Malaika Arora act… But who’s paying to watch Malaika “act”. Her ‘Anarkali Disco Chali’ alone is worth the price of admission.

There’s just so much comic talent in the film to ignore, especially from the senior citizens in the cast. It’s great to see the original Disco Dancer let his hair down and having a blast while the reliable Kapoor brothers – Rishi and Randhir – are always a delight to watch. And there’s Boman Irani, Johnny Lever and Chunkey Pandey back as Aakhri Pasta as a bonus.

It’s certainly not the kind of cinema a critic ought to advocate simply because its success can spurn half a dozen sequels or worse, Anees Bazmee films but unfortunately, this is the kind of fare that has come to pass off for Andaz Apna Apna for this generation.

If you grew up in the nineties, I should maybe quickly add… Like Aakhri Pasta would say: I’m-a-Jo-King!

An edited version of this review appeared here.

P.S: And as for what I think about Sajid Khan and his attitude towards criticism, that’s a different story altogether.

3: Why This Kolaveri Da!

March 31, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

I had absolutely no expectations from 3. Especially after a silly but fun song went viral! People seemed to have bought their own hype on the basis of THAT song?

Let’s be realistic. How perfect could a debut be? That too with all the generation next baggage it was carrying – the legacy of Rajnikant, Kamal Haasan and Selvaraghavan. Ironically, that misleading Kolaveri hype that may just kill the film. People who went in expecting a silly but light-hearted fun film were probably a little too shaken by the fact that it begins with its leading man’s death.

This is a daringly dark debut by Aishwaryaa R Dhanush and I was more than impressed by how the first half unfolded – very refreshingly light, casual and realistic. For once, actors actually looked believable playing school kids – Both Dhanush and Shruti get the body language bang on. Innocence is one of the most difficult things to capture on film and to her credit, the debutant director does it by ducking all the small cliches. No rich girl, poor boy. It’s the other way around. Not a complete idiot, boy is smart and can score 86 per cent in physics if he wants to. No trying to get to first base or second base here, the focus is on holding hands or going for a bike ride. Dhanush has come a long way from the Thulluvathu Illamai days.

When he says something mushy, she tells him not to get filmy. The film tries to keep it real. Or at least as real as it can get in the mainstream format. The first act is very real and close to life and probably the best part of the film. It has an instant connect with the young.

The second is when the makers resort to a little whimsy. And this time, it’s the boy who tries to tell the girl not to get filmy. But having crossed a threshold and a point of no return, the narrative hops along the surreal path taken. There’s a wedding in a nightclub, probably a little too much even in a Mani Ratnam romance film. If a certain lover from ‘Bombay’ told his father he can’t wait for the old man to kick the bucket to get married, here the young lover tells his Dad he’s willing to leave home and demands a share of the Grandfather’s property. As you prepare for another Alai Payuthey, we are reminded we are watching something that’s more out of the Selvaraghavan school.

The third act of the title 3 is what will either make you love it or hate the film as it lets go completely into the unreal space. It’s never easy to pull this off!

There are some moments of bloody brilliance (the one involving a pug will send shivers down your spine) and the film turns into a complete acting showreel for Dhanush as he relishes every burst of violence in the film. He saw him do a similar turn in Selvaraghavan’s largely restrained Mayakkam Enna and it’s always a pleasure to watch an actor go for a career best.  When stars around are trying to capitalise and assert their heroism, Dhanush is going all out to prove he can act and he can do that bloody well and if nobody’s going to write roles for him, he will do it all by himself with help from his brother, wife and family!

It’s difficult to talk more about without getting into the spoiler part of it. So if you haven’t watched the film yet, please watch and then come back to read this.

It’s understandable that we don’t get the slightest clue about the twist in the third act in the first simply because it’s completely through the girl’s point of view. If she saw him as a normal, regular guy, there’s no way she would remember anything abnormal or out of the ordinary. But a more experienced director would have put in something there too that could be interpreted in very different light on second viewing.

The third act, that unravels mostly through the best friend’s point of view (Sunder is superb here again) shows us a very different, disturbing side of the guy we got to know in the first two acts. And it is the manifestation of this side that’s so unreal and the biggest cliche to have ever hit Tamil cinema. The dangerous thought that the mentally ill are a hazard to not just society but also the family.

And after being decidedly non-filmy (in the first, in the second and even in an action scene in the third act, one of the bad guys quips: This is not cinema fight and gives a crash course on how it should play out for real), the film explodes into one melodramatic filmy climax – be it the hero beating up half a dozen guys single handedly or showing us things that nobody would know – not the girl, not the best friend… moments where he’s alone, where he’s all by himself. Which is fine within a filmy narrative but for a film that claims it’s NOT filmy and it’s real, there’s no way anyone around would know what the character’s final moments were and this portion sticks out like a sore thumb. And as good as he is, there’s just no reason for a two minute exposition of great acting, especially in that last scene Dhanush features in.

A better filmmaker would’ve had us imagine that in our heads. What is not shown is always more powerful than what we see.

Socially, this is a terribly irresponsible film no doubt but there’s no denying that in terms of pure cinema, it marks the arrival of a filmmaker with promise. A filmmaker confident of handling the dark side, without a damn about what the market wants.

Would’ve normally gone with 6/10 but Aishwaryaa gets an extra point just considering that this is her debut. 7/10

“If Facebook were to have its say, Anna Hazare would be President”: Siddharth Basu responds to criticism on NVOK/KBC

March 19, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

After the first 12 out of 80 episodes rolled out in its first season, the makers of the Tamil KBC, Neengalum Vellalaam Oru Kodi, have gone in for a life-line. Audience Poll. Just to be sure if the show’s working after initial buzz that the questions were just too silly.

“The ratings haven’t fallen. In fact, we have grown in the third week even with these questions. And the questions were not silly, the options were mocking. The feedback we got was: Don’t mock your own questions. We’ve taken it as constructive feedback and put it to the Big Synergy team,” says K. Sriram, Channel Head, Vijay TV.

“The characteristic of the show is that you play at the level of the contestant. If it’s a chaiwala like in Slumdog Millionaire, the questions are made at his level. It’s partly science, partly art and it involves a little judgement and experience. The first few questions are meant to be icebreakers and people can slip even in the simplest of questions. Out of 19 people who have been on the show in the first 12 episodes, five have taken lifelines within the first five deceptively simple questions. The reason we employ simple or easy questions is also because it increases the ‘Shoutability’ factor. People sitting and watching the show shout out at the answer. The idea is not to put an organic chemistry formula question to trip everybody right at the start,” explains Siddharth Basu, one of the masterminds behind the Indian variants of the show.

Siddharth Basu, who runs Big Synergy, was in town to supervise the new schedule – Episodes 13 & 14 – shot on Friday, for Monday and Tuesday evenings.

“You can look up this video on Youtube when a contestant on Who Wants to be a Millionaire was asked Which of the following is the largest: A. A Peanut B. An Elephant C. The Moon D. A Kettle… and still got it wrong after using a lifeline. That’s part of what the show is supposed to be at the first level. It is supposed to be funny, bizarre and eventually get serious. Sometimes, even stupid questions get wrong answers.”

There has been no dumbing down for the South whatsoever, Basu swears.

“It has never entered our mind. Part of the format is to play at the level of the contestant. To give you an analogy, a show like Mastermind is like watching Sachin bat in full form. You admire a virtuoso. On KBC, anybody can put bat and ball. It could be your grandmother. Or to give you another analogy of high jump, let’s say you can jump 3 feet. Since the show is designed as a ladder, we would start easy to make you clear your level before pushing you to jump higher.”

“You will see more and more facets of Suriya during the season. He’s making quite an effort, really reaching out to connect to the audience,” adds Siddharth Basu.  “He approached it very conscientiously and sincerity that comes off on screen. We did mock sessions for gameplay, techniques with him and different kinds of people. He hadn’t done much real time interaction like theatre before and yet, he’s managed that graph in quick time. The idea is to play to the strengths of the star. The idea is not to make him become Amitabh Bachchan or SRK, it has to be Suriya or Suriya plus.”

Last week, viewers got to see a very new side of the star when we went down and danced with a contestant and he went down on his knee to propose to her. “When he goes on to the floor, he surprises us,” says Sriram.

Most criticism of the show has come from Twitter and Facebook with people putting up screen grabs of questions and comments under it.

“The blogosphere, or social network-sphere, you can take seriously only up to a point. If Facebook were to have it’s say, Anna Hazare would be President and Prime Minister rolled to one, we could have Lokpal that would be housed on the moon… How seriously can you take this? Of course you listen to it. And if it’s sensible it is but if it’s off the point, if it’s just whole lot of venting and opinions, then it’s people’s right to do it… It’s wonderful but you keep your judgement and keep going. Here’s a format that has been hugely successful in 120 territories worldwide. You do what you think is right when it is time-tested,” says Siddharth Basu.

“It’s about the ratings. Otherwise, we would run the show on Facebook. It’s not. It’s on Vijay TV. We want to go to Madurai and beyond. We have our priority. It’s not for the Facebook crowd. In fact, I can challenge them to take the test and after a point it wouldn’t be simple for them. ‘Millionaire’ world wide, particularly in India, has become the human story as much as it’s knowledge game. It’s a knowledge game that’s life changing and gives you a sense of the people that are there in small towns… A sense of India beyond what’s on Facebook, what you read in newspapers or what’s on TV generally. The contestants are the stars of the show. This is about their stories and their lives.”

“When people say I can’t, I want to do that: Suriya”

When I was first approached, I went and saw this show in Mumbai and met Mr. Bachchan. I was thrilled, excited, very scared at the idea, I even thought I cannot do it. But when people say I can’t, I want to do just that. So I just thought I should jump into it since it would be a good exercise to learn something new. When I went to Mumbai and saw what the show was doing, I knew I couldn’t have missed this opportunity. Because this is not a game show or a quiz show. It’s about people. You see the whole of Tamilnadu on the set and I had a role to play, I had to be instrumental in helping them get the prize money. There’s been a lot of positive feedback. I have been able to reach out to people who have never seen me in theatres because TV has a much wider reach.

The first person who was shocked was Jo (Jyotika, his wife). ‘Dhoni was my hero and he’s gone to No. 2 and you are now No.1, she said after watching the first episode. It wouldn’t have been surprised for any of us if Karthi had done this because he’s naturally talkative. We actors are always restricted to a small circle of people. We meet some at the airport, we have people watching shooting but we don’t connect or talk to them but this show brings me closer to people. I see them share their life experiences and open up. I want to make them feel comfortable.

I don’t have any plans of what all I want to do in the show. I just go with the flow. I jumped into it because it would help me grow. Even while playing the game, I only know the answers after the computer tells me once they have told me their answer. So I am as excited as the audience for them during the gameplay.  I want to be more spontaneous on the show and make them open up. Everything happens in real time. So nothing is planned.

I can’t be another person (on comparisons with Mr. Bachchan). Initially, I thought I had to play all the questions seriously but I realised, there were some fun questions which I shouldn’t have taken seriously. So from now, I would handle them differently. This show has been a learning for me.

An edited version of this story originally appeared here.

Why a filmmaker and a critic can’t be friends

March 16, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

How can you rate Pyaar Ka Punchnama 9/10, a journalist asked me point blank when I was temporarily on the other side of the fence, facing interviews during the release of my film. Now, a rating never is any indication of how good a film is. It is only an indication of how much the person rating it likes it.

And that’s the only truth.

And no matter what you do, you cannot contest or argue with that truth – that I liked a film or didn’t like a film. What you can argue with are the reasons why I liked it or why I didn’t. And those are the discussions I love.

The day before Good Night Good Morning released, SRK fans trolled our IMDB page to teach us critics a lesson. I review for The Hindu and the much-hated Raja Sen from Rediff plays a supporting role in the film. How dare we write negative reviews on Don 2? SRK fans ran a campaign on Twitter calling other fans to rate GNGM 1/10 since there’s no 0/10 option. I would be lying if I said it didn’t matter at all.

Of course it matters. Because unlike a review that’s one person’s opinion, an IMDB rating was some sort of a barometer of how many people liked it and how many didn’t.  And being a niche film without stars, we were catering to a film literate audience that was IMDB-savvy and that rating really seemed to matter. We created about 20 fake accounts to counter the 28 1/10 votes and posted reviews (real ones done by others) under our own accounts crediting the real author at the end of the post of course.

To our disappointment, it didn’t work. The rating remained unchanged. Because IMDB uses some weighted average system that is a well kept secret to stop people from manipulating the ratings. We asked friends to bail us out by voting. That didn’t help much either because the trolls kept doing the same.

And so it happened. We started off with our 3.4/10 rating, the worst thing that we could’ve asked for. But thankfully for us, reviewers seemed to like our film a lot more. And more than the critics, the people who watched it became the film’s ambassadors.

We got over 50 positive reviews with a minimum rating of 3 stars and over 500 tweets and an equal number on FB through comments and status updates within a week for a film that barely 1500 people watched in the theatres before Agneepath kicked us out of the theatres on Day 7.

My friend Raja Sen wrote a column on Mumbai Mirror inviting people to bring out their claws. We had prepared ourselves for the worst. Considering how much we give out, we really wanted to see how much we could take ourselves.

Luckily, we didn’t have to take much. Yes there were a few friends who hated it and chose to keep their opinions to themselves (something we always get to hear about through DMs because Twitter makes the world a smaller place!) but that is a part of the game. You can never please everyone.

We got lucky that many people liked our film. Our IMDB rating shot up to 7.6/10 with over 200 votes (Of course, that is perhaps a little too much for our little film, I agree and so no complaints that it is now much less).

Within a month of the release of the DVD, we became the film that sold more DVDs than any Shah Rukh or Salman film last year on Flipkart (climbing up to No.5 on Flipkart’s all time best seller list – only behind Rockstar, The Dirty Picture DVD, The Dirty Picture VCD and Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara.

That there was our big “Fuck You” to all those trolls who did stuff out of pure malice, without even watching the film.

As you can guess by my tone, obviously I hate those pests.

To most filmmakers, every critic who gives a bad review is one such pest. They hate them from the bottom of their bottom. The smart ones just know to conceal it better. And the not-so-smart ones like Samir Karnik shoot their mouth off and provide us the laughs.

Being a critic, I do know that a review is one person’s opinion… But when there are more people who share that same opinion, it is perceived as a larger truth by the average reader/browser and read as an evaluation of the quality of the film, pretty much like the IMDB rating.

You know when a film gets 1 star or 1 and a half stars from every other critic in town must be quite bad. You know a film that gets 3 stars or above from every other critic must be quite decent. That’s also how I believe that I have made a decent film – by looking at the aggregate of the reviews and the arguments made against it and not just individual opinion – because honestly, there’s no way I can judge my own film till the time I have had the benefit of time and distance.

I can’t watch my first film again. I hate it. I removed all evidence of its existence.

Now, I remember getting good and bad reviews for my first film. I remember linking both the good and the bad reviews on my blog back then. I was going to send one of them a ticket to my new film inviting him to rip it apart again when I heard he told a common friend how he ‘Pwned’ my first film (when I had sportingly linked to his negative review from my blog). So I changed my mind and didn’t send him that ticket. Why? Because we don’t like people who don’t like us. Simple.

It’s always that way. There may be 200 people saying good things about your film but that one guy who hates it/disses it always gets your attention. You feel the need to react to that one guy instead of reveling in the glory of all the positivity.

No filmmaker finds it in him to forgive the guy who has dismissed months of his hard work, blood and sweat. It’s only human.

In fact, I respect the ones who have told me to my face that they can’t be friends with me. Like this popular actor down South: “For you, films maybe a part time hobby. For me, films are my life. If you don’t like my films, we can’t be friends.” That is the most honest statement I have ever heard from any person in the film industry. I respect the guy for that.

I had given one of his weakest films a bad review and the producers sent us a legal notice threatening to sue me for 25 crores to compensate the loss! I wish reviews had that kind of power. Bodyguard would have flopped given how it was ripped apart by critics almost unanimously.

But the thing about conflict is that it suddenly puts the critic at a disadvantage. It’s a stalemate. If you say anything positive about his next film, you are a suck-up. If you say anything negative, you are nursing a grudge.

I have lost many friends to this politics of reviewing.

Having seen the ugly side, I can safely say that there are just a handful of filmmakers who I know who can truly take it like a man.

I am not going to take names. But here’s a sample.

One filmmaker stopped following me or responding to me and another critic after a bad review of his film last year.

Another champion of independent cinema feigns friendship during the occasional run-ins but chose to maintain radio silence about my film when it could’ve really done with a little support during the month of release, especially after he claimed to like it.  Of course, no one owes anyone anything. The only point here is that we are certainly NOT friends because we share that awkward critic-filmmaker relationship.

A studio boss stopped following me the day my Yearend list was out in papers minus his films.

Another industry buddy who gave me gyaan on how cool he is with criticism told a fellow critic in a moment of weakness that we critics didn’t know shit and we should first go make a film to know what it’s like (More on this at the end of this post). He also later made sure he told me why he thought my film sucked and how he could write a better film.

More recently, a filmmaker got largely good reviews, stopped entertaining calls from his former colleague and friend after she wrote a mildly negative counter-point.

Another master filmmaker who made a bad film last year recently admitted to a friend how he wasn’t able to deal with the negative review no matter how hard he tried. “You should have told me first before writing it.” “But you didn’t have a problem when I wrote good stuff without telling you beforehand.” “Who complains about good stuff?” Again, this was an honest response from a guy who had stopped taking calls.

Most filmmakers fake it.

Like Harry told Sally that a boy and a girl can never be friends, a filmmaker and a critic can never be friends. Bad sex always gets in the way. “Boohoo! You screwed me.” There are always exceptions to the rule, of course and I am lucky to have such friends too… though one can never be sure these days 😉

And as for that much used argument: “Go make a film and then criticise…”

Here’s the thing, guys. That shows you don’t understand the medium enough. Filmmaking is a process of construction, putting it together block by block while film criticism is a process of deconstruction and taking it apart piece by piece. Blocks and pieces are like chalk and cheese sometimes because what you thought was chalk was probably cheese for the person consuming it.

It’s like assembling an impossibly giant jigsaw puzzle of an image you have only inside your head against a deadline. Sometimes you don’t even have all the pieces, especially when you are an independent filmmaker. And once you have left the room with whatever you have assembled in the time and space you were given, a bunch of people walk in to make sense of what you’ve put together. They are able to spot some parts of it and don’t get some. It does not always reflect their inability to read, it sometimes reflects your inability to put it together. The truth is always somewhere between the two.

As my friend Cilemasnob often says, “You don’t need to know how to cook to comment on the taste of food.”

And during that week when I was briefly on the other side of the fence, almost every other journalist asked me if you need to be a filmmaker to be a critic or vice-versa. No way. They require slightly different skill-sets. That’s like saying “You should have experienced a heart attack at least once to be a good cardiologist”.  Or to extrapolate that thought further, “You should have been a corpse once to be a sensitive undertaker.”

P.S: “Even you can’t take criticism!”

This is such a recursive loop, one that renders the entire exercise of arguing futile. When you make a counter argument to criticism, it is seen as a sign that you cannot take criticism simply because the guy criticising you cannot deal with the fact that he’s being criticised for his criticism. There’s no end to this, every criticism can be counter criticised and so on until…

a. It reaches a “Let’s agree to disagree” stalemate

b. You stop being friends

c. You pretend you are friends but actually think the other is an asshole.

Therefore, a critic and a filmmaker can never be friends. QED.

Kahaani: Hacker, Traitor, Soldier, Spy

March 16, 2012 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Thriller

Director: Sujoy Ghosh

Cast: Vidya Balan, Parambrata Chatterjee, Nawazuddin Siddiqui, Saswata Chatterjee, Indraneil Sengupta

Storyline: A pregnant woman comes to Kolkata searching for her missing husband as the hunt leads her to a dangerous doppelganger.

Bottomline: A thrilling mind game you don’t mind losing

The most fascinating part of fiction, or as the word ‘story’ classically means, is that it is not real. Just like magic. Or cinema. There’s willing suspension of disbelief involved especially when the storyteller tells you upfront, that he’s going to simply tell you a story.

And reminds you every few scenes that it is just a story – starting from the giveaway of a title and tagline, to the genre itself (on a scale of real to spy thriller, how loophole-free is Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, one of the finest and most sophisticated spy thrillers ever made?), comic book type characters (surely you didn’t think a life insurance agent with a silencer gun killing people in public spaces is realistic) to larger than life situations (A gas attack, chases and shootouts through streets, hairpin facilitated break-ins, assorted hack-jobs) reminding you constantly that what you are watching is just pure good old pulp fiction. As any basic course in film studies would teach you that all these “loop-holes” are in fact alienation devices to remind you that you just watching a movie. Or listening to a story with all the visual, animated dramatics of the form. Kahaani is best analysed within the framework/ parameters of the form/ grammar of classic storytelling.

If you start questioning why didn’t Kansa just kill Vasudev or Devaki (or at least one of them) fearing the prophecy that their eighth son will kill him or wondering how they conceived Krishna through mental (and not sexual – because that would lead to fresh loopholes – why did he allow them to have sex for all those years and wait till they produced eight babies!!) transmission, then the mother of all epics – the Mahabharatha itself seems fundamentally flawed. Did you question why an exiled prince built a bridge with an army of monkeys when he could just take a Pushpak Vimana on the way back? Or were aeroplanes a technology only the Lankans had access to? If yes, why not get the spy monkey hijack a plane during the visit there – the one where he burnt all of Lanka? This dude lifted a mountain to save someone, why not just throw the mountain on the enemies and kill them all? We’ve heard this many times before – never let truth come in the way of a good story.  The unreal incidents are constant reminders that we are being told a tale.

Sujoy Ghosh makes for a charming storyteller with this finely crafted, rivetingly paced thriller that makes up for realism with plenty of quirks and twists.

Kahaani is just that sort of a mind-game you don’t mind losing because the game is much more entertaining than the end result. Not to take away anything from Ghosh’s end-game, this story just doesn’t unfold, it explodes into the colourful streets of festive Kolkata and expects us to keep picking up the pieces of the jigsaw let loose on screen from scene one.

There’s a lot of misdirection, most of it is smartly done and well-concealed. Most of the twists hit us out like a bolt out of the blue and produce genuine moments of surprise. And we surrender to the storyteller instead of trying to second-guess the film, given the fun he seems to be having in telling us this story of a woman in search of her missing husband in a city she is a complete stranger to.

Ghosh gives us a thriller charged with the electric atmospherics of an exotic city. What is it about Kolkata that inspires filmmakers to set it as a background for suspense films? We explore its mystery through the eyes of Vidya Venkatesan Bagchi (or Biddha Bagchi as the Bengalis call her) and discover the city’s culture and chaos, zipping past it on taxis, trams and trains of Kolkata’s Metro.

It’s that kind of a frenetic ride where you think you know where you are headed only to find yourself at the edge of the platform, pushed right in front of a speeding train! One moment, it’s a dizzying merry-go-round that’s gone out of control, and before you know it, it’s a rollercoaster of a blind chase as the dazzling narrative pieced together by Setu’s energetic cinematography and Namrata Rao’s cuts keeps us hooked all through its moments of inspired, zany madness.

Be it Bob Bishwas (Saswata Chatterjee), the insurance agent who doubles up as a contract killer or the obnoxious rude intelligence officer Khan (Nawazuddin Siddiqui), these are characters destined to be celebrated as ‘cult’ years down the line. Just watching the diminutive Nawazuddin Siddiqui chew up the scenery around him with his powerhouse presence is a delight.

But carrying this baby in her maternity clothes, Vidya Balan has truly arrived. This is no Dirty Picture banking on low-cut blouses. This is the Vidya we have grown to love for her choice of roles and her gumption to do what it takes to get into character. Decades after Rekha, do we have a diva as gifted, an actress so good that she can carry films on the basis of sheer performance, with or without make-up. Yes, I am leaving out Madhuri since I can’t think of films she carried all by herself and Sridevi because I always found her acting way OTT.  We totally relate to sub-inspector Rana (the soft-spoken Parambrata Chatterjee) who is happy playing second fiddle, completely in awe of this heroine. We become him, rooting for her throughout the film and discovering the truth through his eyes.

The film does stay on for a few extra minutes than required to spell out the mystery, a decision likely to attract criticism. But having heard from people who still have doubts and questions, maybe it was warranted. It’s not every day do we get a suspense thriller that demands us to keep thinking and re-evaluate everything we have been told to check for loose ends. Surely he must have dropped a ball juggling all those things or didn’t he?

Updated: A second watch confirms he hasn’t. In fact, it is the second watch that shows you how brilliant the film really is for the way it made your memory play tricks with you. You thought you saw her husband’s face in every flashback after a first watch? Watch again.

Catch it before someone gives the ending away. Chances are you will want to watch it again. What a finely spun yarn this is! Mast-must watch.

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