Monday, August 15, 2016

Ashutosh Gowariker puts a face to Indus Valley Civilization -- that's good enough

There is plenty to crib about Ashutosh Gowariker-directed Hrithik-Roshan-Pooja Hegde starrer Mohenjo-Daro with uninspiring music by the overrated A.R.Rahman -- he has become an echo. The general movie-goer is not enthusiastic about a movie which is not part of the national memory of the country the way Mahabharata and Ramayana, the Mughals and Rajputs and Marathas are. So the audience is not able to empathise with the era. It is in this attempt to put a face to the Indus Valley Civilization -- historians call it the Harappa Civilization - that Gowariker succeeds and fails.

Gowariker and his story-board team have understood quite a few things right about the Indus Valley Civilization and its cities. They were prosperous trade centres, which meant people came from Sumeria and even Egypt -- he is right on this front -- and also from central Asia -- and he is wrong in this. The presence of a horse in the film frightened the politically-correct historians and they suspect a Hindutva agenda behind this. It is possible to believe that this is plain inaccuracy and nothing more than that. Gowariker and his team are also right in imagining an agricultural hinterland because historians concur that the cities emerged because of agricultural surplus, and they were also sustained because of the surplus. There is also the fact of the Lower City, where the poor and the commoners lived and where the city markets were located, and that of the Upper City where the chiefs and priests lived. Now, where he treads the dangerous ground in the eyes of the timid historians is when he shows the religion of the people of the Indus Valley Civilization to be the worship of the river Sindhu. It is possible that the people of Mohenjo-Daro and Harappa worshipped the river even as the Egyptians worshipped the Nile and to an extent the Sumerians did have some sort of religious bond with the Euphrates and Tigris. The problem, and a genuine one which Gowariker could not have overcome, is that we do not know whether the people of Mohenjo-Daro and Harappa called the river Sindhu. They must have had some other name for it and we cannot know about it because the Indus Valley script is yet to be decoded. So, Gowariker settles for Sindhumata. It is a forgivable lapse.
In constructing his plot, Gowariker is quite right in assuming inter-city trade rivalries between Harappa and Mohenjo-Daro. The other twist in the story that Mohenjo-Daro was getting overcrowded because of the building of a dam across the Sindhu, and some of the agricultural lands were getting parched seems quite plausible. The other major leap of imagination in the story is to posit that Mohenjo-Daro faced a disastrous flood and the dam could not withstand the flood fury is interesting. We have to remember that both Mohenjo-Daro and Harappa were built over and over again. Okay, there is something here that has been borrowed from Raj Kapoor's 1978 flop, Satyam Shivam Sundaram's ending. The other major issue is whether Dholavira, another Indus Valley city in Gujarat, was contemporaneous with Mohenjo-Daro and Harappa, and whether the Sumerian traders had to use the Dholavira route to get back to Sumeria. It looks a little far-fetched but Gowariker is absolutely on the right track on the question of trade between the Indus Valley cities and Sumeria.

The ending is both intriguing and problematic. The frame shows that the word Sindhu showing the river is changed to Ganga. The film ends there. What does Gowariker mean by this? Is he saying that the people of Mohenjo-Daro migrated to the banks of the Ganga? That could be a possibility, and it cannot be laughed away because even historians are not saying that when the Indus Valley cities collapsed the people in these cities were totally decimated. Is he hinting that there has not been a break between the Indus Valley Civilization and what followed? The panic-stricken secularists suspect that Gowariker is doing some Hindutva trick here.
The rest of the film is tame. It looks like that even as A.R.Rahman filched his own music from his earlier compositions from Jodha Akbar -- the drums -- Gowariker stole scenes from his 15-years-ago, Lagaan. And there is also evidence to show that he stole quite a bit of the special effects from Bahubali. But he has also copied scenes and costumes from Hollywood's fake versions of Egypt and Babylon and Rome. This should not bother people too much.A film like this is perforce garish because no one knows how people really looked then. Though Pooja Hegde looks sufficiently Indus Valley-ish and Mohenjo-Daro-ish, the pseudo-Aryan looking Hrithik Roshan and Kabir Bedi do seem out of place if we want to believe in the speculation that the people of the Indus Valley Civilization belonged to a race other than that of the tall, acquiline-nosed, Aryans of racial mythology built by European historians of ancient Near East Asia and Europe. Perhaps, Gowariker should have followed Father Heras's hunch that the people of the Indus Valley Civlization were of Tamil origin and taken the Tamil actors and actresses. Or he could have gone the James Cameron way in his film, Avtar, and used a different language with sub-titles. Actually. Gowariker should have tried the Dravidian language, Brahui, spoken in Afghanistan, which could have been used in Mohenjo-Daro and Harappa and other places in the region.
The rest of the story is secondary. It's indeed Bahubali-ish and comical. But give it to Gowariker that he has broken a big barrier of silence and brought alive the Indus Valley cities. All that we have known are those meticulous sketches of the clean streets of Mohenjo-Daro and Harappa, and their lovely double-storeyed buildings. Gowariker has peopled those streets and those houses. It is an act of artistic imagination.

Thursday, June 30, 2016

JD (U)’s Sharad Yadav hosts first political iftaar of the season


New Delhi: There was much speculation in the summer months whether senior Janata Dal (United) leader Sharad Yadav would get a new term in Rajya Sabha because Lalu Prasad’s Rashtriya Janata Dal (RJD) had to be accommodated. But Yadav got another term. And he has celebrated it in a big way by hosting a grand iftaar at his bungalow, 7, Tughlaq Road, in Lutyen’s Delhi on Wednesday evening.
It was a high profile, power-packed – whatever power there is left in the anti-BJP opposition – gathering, where Vice President Hamid Ansari, Bihar Chief Minister Nitish Kumar, Congress president Sonia Gandhi were present. In a cordoned space on the back lawns, Nitish Kumar, Sharad Yadav. Sonia Gandhi, Hamid Ansari sat in a row, even as eats were offered. Sharad Yadav was seen offering Sonia Gandhi a bowl of soup.
At the far end of the same VIP row sat Congress’ S. Jaipal Reddy, Communist Party of India (CPI) general secretary Sudhakar Reddy, and CPI member in the Rajya Sabha, D. Raja sat.
It is interesting that the RJD leader, Lalu Prasad, was not present. Ansari, Gandhi and Kumar left soon even as host Sharad Yadav saw them off.
It was almost an open house. Many of the invitees seem to be ordinary members of the JD (U) and they stood even as the security personnel kept a watch, and clicked the VIPs with their phone cameras. The media – especially the TV crews – seemed to have been outnumbered by the other invitees. It could also be inferred that not all the TV news channels sent their representatives, because no one expected that Sonia Gandhi and Nitish Kumar would be there. The presence of Hamid Ansari was a surprise as well, and it could set the rumour mills whirring though it is but a matter of courtesy that Ansari, who is the Chairman of the Rajya Sabha, attended the iftaar hosted by member of the Upper House, Sharad Yadav.
Yadav converted the front lawns of his bungalow as a prayer place, where the Muslim attendees offered the evening namaz after breaking fast.
There was a brief melee at the gates when the security guards closed the gates and refused to people in saying that they cannot allow anybody in once the VIPs had arrived. Even as arguments were on, some JD (U) workers came from inside and asked the guards to throw open the gates, saying that the rozedaars – those who keep the roza – cannot be kept out.
It is part of social life of the national capital’s politicians’ social life to host iftaar during the month of Ramzaan, which is seen as a gesture of secularism. For many years, BJP’s Shah Nawaz Husain used to host a grand iftaar party, which was attended by the BJP bigwigs, including party patriarch L.K.Advani. This time round, no one has hosted an iftaar party either from the BJP side or the Congress.




Sunday, June 26, 2016

Udta Punjab, bad film because it is message-oriented, it is incoherent and loud, and the roles of Shahid Kapoor and Alia Bhatt were superfluous


Abhishek Chaubey, the director of Udta Punjab, is part of the new school of film directors from Uttar Pradesh, which includes Tigmanshu Dhulia, Vishal Bhardwaj and Anurag Kashyap. This school is struggling to tell stories in a cinematic form, and the person who seems to have succeeded is Dhulia with his Paan Singh Tomar. Bharadwaj manages to tell a story through cinematic images in Haider. Kashyap too gives glimpses of cinema in his two-part Gangs of Wasseypur. Chaubey made a passably intelligent movie called Ishqiya. One admires the doggedness of this UP school of film directors who want mould cinema to their own mode of narrative. It is a laudable attempt. At the moment they are succeeding only in reducing cinema to Ram Leela, loud and garish but with its own rustic theatrical norms.In a manner of speaking, this UP gang of directors is experimenting with vaudeville in Hindi cinema, a ensemble of unrelated items. The songs in the movies of these directors are never integral to the film narrative.

The problem with Udta Punjab is this. It tries the Brechtian trick of being upfront that it wants to send out a "No to Drugs" message, and the message is made part of the narrative. It looks quite silly when it is done unintelligently as it has been in Udta Punjab. The most unimpressive part of the film are the expletives, which do not make sense and do not carry any poetic charm. The actors are stilted, especially the pop singer played by Shahid Kapoor and the farm labour-girl from Bihar played by Alia Bhatt. Kapoor continues with the psychotic act from Haider, and it lacks artistry as well as dignity. Similarly, the role of Bhatt is dispensable. She stands out like a sore thumb, with no sensible connection to the film's narrative. Chaubey creates a theatrical set-piece with Kapoor and Bhatt walking through a ruined house and hay-stacks, mouthing at the top of their voices cheap existential dialogues in the manner of Samuel Beckett's tramp characters, Vladimir and Estragon in Waiting for Godot. Chaubey might laugh at his own private joke but it just makes Udta Punjab more foolish than ever.

The film does not address the drug problem. The director does not have the empathy to choose life-like characters to show the menace of drug addiction. Udta Punjab is a film of self-indulgenc on the part of the director. It is only Kareena Kapoor and Daljit Dusangh who inject a certain amount of sanity into this silly film, which is not even loony enough in spite of the Tarantino-like shoot out at the end, where people die in the matter of cardboard props.

It was intellectually dishonest on the part of the film-makers to have made such a noise about the artistic integrity of the film where there is none.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Sairat, a commercial hit, a bad film because it has no artistic merit and it pretends to be different from the mainstream, masala movie

Many of those who have been bowled over by the freshness of Sairat, the love story of village teenagers, are not familiar with mainstream, masala Tamil film, with their techno-music, superior photography and unqualified melodrama delivered in Brian de Palma fashion. Archana Patil and Prakash Kale, the star-crossed lovers, played by Rinku Rajguru and Akash Thosar has all the loveliness of innocent love, but it is not an original theme conjured by Nagaraj Mule. It has been played out times without number in Tamil movies, which showed social fault-lines and tragic consequences. It is not explosive social commentary that many of those who have been bowled over by the movie seem to believe it to be. Rinku Rajguru, who was born on June 3, 2001, shows disarming innocence and so does Thosar, born n 1983. Director Mule was born in 1977. The last scene was the most predictable. There are some interesting cinematic effects, especially in sound. The silence of the last frame is interesting but it does not make a dramatic impact. The sound of the the swimmers splashing into the water is interesting but nothing more than that. The least impressive part is the background score of the film by Ajay-Atul, which is loud and silly, a poor imitation of Ilyaraja.
The character of Archita Patil, played by Rajguru, the girl who is shy and bold, feminine and tomboyish, is the staple of film heroines in general. So she riding a Bullet to the school or the tractor through the village makes one smile, but it lacks originality of any kind. In comparison, Mahi Singh carrying the mattress on a bicycle to a field in Anurag Kashyap's Dev D is far more interesting.
The film has lively songs and it is carried on the shoulders of the 15-year-old Rajguru. She personifies playfulness and passion in full measure, something which has not been on display since Divya Bharati.
Sairat is a lovely ordinary movie despite its unnecessary length, virtuoso photography which is quite ostentatious and does not really add a whit to the authenticity of the film.
The problem with Sairat is not the film itself, but all those ignoramuses who had burst into hyperbole in describing the movie. There is a crisis in film criticism in India. All those who want to be film critics in India must be made to watch mainstream, masala Tamil films so that they understand the innovations in concept and execution that are taking plce in India.

Wednesday, May 04, 2016

Government considering Supreme Court's suggestion over floor test in Uttarakhand

Attorney General Mukul Rohatgi told the Supreme Court on Wednesday morning that the government is suggesting the court's suggestion for a floor test in Uttarakhand at the highest level. He sought time till Friday. The court agreed. and Justice Dipak Misra pronounced the court's agreement in an order. Justice Mishra has also said that there will be no status quo ante.

Abhishek Manu Singhvi and Kapil Sibal, representing former Uttarkahand chief minister Harish Rawat expressed apprehension that the floor test needs to be defined as otherwise it would allow anyone to prove the majority. They said that that floor test implies that the President's Rule is removed, and Rawat, who is rspondent Number One in the case, should be asked to prove his majority.

Justice Mishra reiterated that there will be no status quo ante, by which he meant that it will not consider that Rawat would seek the floor test in his capacity as chief minister. But he conceded the point mae by Singhvi that in case of floor test, it will be Respondent Number One who would be seeking to prove his majority. Justice Mishra that there is a precedent in holding the floor test in the Jharkhand case.

Rohatgi later speaking to the press said that what the court said on Wednesday was that it has given time to the government till Friday. And whatever may the decision of the government, the court also will commence arguments in the case. Asked about the issue that it would be Rawat who would be seeking the floor test, he said that as of now, the court did not presribe the modalities, which will come up on Friday. He said that Justice Misra's reference with regard to Respondent Number One (Rawat) was an oral observation.

In 2005, Supreme Court had directed a floor test in Jharkhand. It was Chief Justice R.C.Lahoti who gave the order in response to the petition of former chief minister Arjun Munda. The court overruled then Jharkhand Governor Syed Sibte Razi. Justice Y.K.Sabharwal observed during the arguments that if the governor's action was male fide, the court can assert its authority by virtue of the powers of judicial review.

Interestingly, Mukul Rohatgi was then representing Arjun Munda, and Abhishek Manu Singhvi was representing the Jharkhand government.

Tuesday, May 03, 2016

The Man Who Knew Infinity -- a brave film on the life of mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan


As the scenes from the Matt Brown-directed "The Man Who Knew Infinity" about the life of mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan unfold, the first thought that comes to mind is how sad it is that no one from India made a film on his life. Of course, it is a difficult task to make a film on a mathematician which does not promise much dramatic flavour that would hold the attention of the viewer.
It would be futile to argue whether Dev Patel has some faint resemblance to Ramanujan. It would be foolish to expect a satisfactory solution to that. But we need to examine Patel's portrayal of Ramanujan. There seem to be some problems here but these are problems that have haunted British and American film-makers for as long as they have been making films. The stereotypical Easterner/Indian/Arab emerges. In the case of Ramanujan too it turns out to be the same. Patel follows the director's and writer's portrait of Ramanujan. Ramanujan the man never really emerges.
The film is based on Robert Kanigel's biography of Ramanujan, titled "The Man Who Knew Infinity", and it seems that even Kanigel could not get the Indian mathematician inside out. It is an outside-in portrayal. That is the best a foreigner can do. It is unfortunate that no one in Tamil Nadu had the nerve and the imagination to write a flesh-and-blood account of Ramanujan's life, his fantasies, his foibles, his grit and his genius. Was he a cheerful person? Was he an introvert? Was he a religious person outwardly? We simply do not know. It is then futile to blame Kanigel or Brown for not getting the man right.
The movie succeeds because it shows the internal politics at the University of Cambridge, with quite a bit of racism thrown in as well. But G.H.Hardy, played wonderfully by Jeremy Irons, is the feisty liberal and atheist in a university that is mainly conservative and Christian and white. As the First World War breaks out, Bertrand Russell, played by Jeremy Northam, who opposes the war, is thrown out of the university. Littlewood, Hardy's collaborator, goes to the war as ballistic expert. Ramanujan is caught in this social and political melee.
The general reader/viewer's fascination with Ramanujan, as with all geniuses, is his life more than his work because a majority of us cannot ever hope to even have a faint idea of his mathematics. So, the film rightly focuses on the genera battle of wits between Hardy and Ramanujan. Hardy demands that Ramanujan should write down the proofs of all his equations. There is a point in the film where Ramanujan bursts out saying that he cannot provide the proofs because he does not know how to do it. But he has no doubt whatsoever that his equations are true. Hardy cajoles, scolds and reprimands Ramanujan to learn to write the proofs. And Ramanujan manages to do it.
There is a certain cussedness if not churlishness in Ramanujan because he is aware that the work he is doing is important and he is looking for the man who understands the importance of the work he is doing. In the movie, Ramanujan tells Hardy that he has come all the way to England to get his work published and not to learn to write proofs of his equations! Hardy and Littlewood, and the other mathematicians in Cambridge, come round to the view that his work is merit-worthy. After much resistance and after much pleading and fighting by Hardy, Ramanujan is made the Fellow of Royal Society.
The Hardy-Ramanujan friendship is a wonderful phenomenon. Hardy, an atheist, Ramanujan, a blind believer in God. They are not distracted by their beliefs. What holds them together is mathematics. Hardy tells Ramanujan that one of his equations is wrong, and Ramanujan finds it hard to swallow!
Jeremy Irons does a lovely portrayal of Hardy, and perhaps should get the Oscar for the Best Supporting Actor in 2017. Patel had a difficult role to play. That it is not fully convincing is not his fault. We do not know Ramanujan's character fully, and there is nothing much that Patel could do about it.
This is not a movie that recommends itself because of its cinematic quality, though there is quite a bit of it here, but it holds the attention of the viewer because of the atmospherics at the University of Cambridge and its dons.

Sunday, May 01, 2016

Shah Rukh Khan's 'Fan' -- A tale of psychosis and inner demons

It is no secret that Shah Rukh plays the fan (Gaurav) and the star (Aryan). But this simple fact makes the film's story dizzyingly convoluted in terms of its meaning. Are the fan and star two faces of the same personality -- a benign Dr Jekyll and a malignant Mr Hyde. Had the fan or the star been played by someone other than Shah Rukh Khan then it would have remained an interestingly social and psychological story. Now, with the same face and very nearly the same mannerisms, the fan and star confront each other rather menacingly.
It has to be said of Shah Rukh Khan that he is a star willing to do new and different things. There is a certan restlessness in him, which is positive. If one ignores the irritating characteristics of Delhi-wallah -- the silly swagger, the hollow loudness, the fake amiabllity, the obnoxious humility -- he is an artist one is forced to take note of. And he takes risks while exploring new mind and physical spaces of the artist, and he is even willing to go over the edge.
In "Fan" he does exactly that. The self-destructiveness of a psychotic is fully laid bare. The temptation to read to read the film as a Hamletian war within the mind of the artist does not hold good. This is a tale of a fan, who does crazy and even criminal things. There is no way of taming him, no way of socialising and normalising him. The film just hints at the mass psychosis of star-gazing and star-adulation, and it seem even afraid of looking in the face of this phenomenon. But the film is no less daring in looking at the instance of a single fan who threatens the life of the star. The message that the star is an ordinary person from a humble background who makes it to the top and that it is impossible for a fan to bask in the glory of another person, where the other person is the star is the really meaning of the film. But this straight-forward meaning is in danger of getting lost because Shah Rukh Khan plays both the roles. But you cannot fault the film's intention.
In many ways, and at other levels, "Fan" is a psychological and an action thriller, with the star chasing the fan with the intention of pinning down the mad creature. The dark edges of the story loom large as the mad creature in the life of the star remains elusive and continues to create havoc in the star's life. This is a supremely intelligent movie, with technical finesse of admirable quality.
Manu Anand's photography which maintains the grey light through the movie underscores the grey theme and grey mood. Namrata Rao's editing -- she was also the editor of "Kahaani" and "Jab Tak Hai Jaan" -- sets the pace for the narrative of the movie. Yes, it is a triumph for director Maneesh Sharma, the man who made "Band, Baaja, Baaraat" and "Shudh Desi Romance". But it remains a Shah Rukh Khan film because the star-actor is willing to go into the dark territory of mental extremities.