So,after a long time saw a movie that had me go – whoa! You’ve got to sit andwrite a review for this one!
Atravel film centered on a girl who’s doin’ a parallel travel in her head….howmany of us girls can immediately relate to this…yea, thought so!
Whilethe acting by Alia is really commendable and Randeep leaves no room forcomplaints – Imtiaz Ali – that manbrought such high standards on himself with his own good work – somewhat slackswith his direction. He let his artistic side indulge in a few places where manyamong the audience would catch some zzzs.
Rahman’smusic doesn’t interfere...stays in the background, and that quite suits thefilm.
AnilMehta hasn’t taken away one’s breath with cinematography…the locations are goodand it reflects.
Ohkay!Now that that’s out of the way, let me begin, a very personal super-slicing ofthe layers of this film. This obviously is more like the parallel conversationin my head while the movie was on… rather than a …um…critical review. And oh –spoiler alert also please, for those who haven’t seen the film.
Beforethat…a hearty thanks to Imtiaz for coming out with this brilliant movie with amessage…really kudos to this guy!
Wehave Alia play the stinking rich Veera Tripathi…she’s got all that one wantsfrom the outside…but like many …the insides are cracked. Imtiaz has woven thischaracter of a girl….who’s beautifully broken….why beautifullybroken…because...this girl despite broken and crumpled - needless to say this makesher mind utterly complicated - still sees the beauty of life…nothing stops herfrom admiring everything; right from the nature that God created to a bungalowbuilt and brought to ruins by man!
Nowthere might be Freud or some other big-shot-but-dead man’s theory on why Veerafalls for her kidnapper…what sort of a complex that can be tagged as …but waita minute…it’s no secret that every girl likes a bad boy…at least once in herlife! In fact, mostly girls like a bitof a bad streak in their boys. A bad boy who’s, of course, good to her but sobad that he can fight the world’s vices and keep her bubble from breaking.
Chic-litstuff you say? Wait till you read more.
Ohwe girls are so strong! Some of us have gone so over board with those weightsin the gym and look mighty capable of bringing men down. Actually now that Ithink of it, those who don’t go to gym have a knack of bringing men down too… anywaysthat’s not the point…a big shout out to our extreme-yet-healthy feminist side! Thatsense of independence, a must for every girl!
Butfor the most times, after we’re done conquering the mountain summit…after we’redone mad – dancing in the middle of the road…we’d definitely want to fall backon a pair of strong arms. And forget the cares of the world. Shut out the noise. Thump-thump. Thatheartbeat…you see, is all the safety you need.
Soin this insanely safe world where even a mosquito hurting you is an absoluteimpossibility, making a home only requires love and not so much percentagewhite or black money. Why, leaving the derision aside most of us in our soberstates would agree that love is what makes a house a home. And that’s what Veerabelieves too!
Let’stake a moment why this girl believes so. The echoing silence of a big bungalowwith your man - Mr. Moneybags hunched over his laptop versus the nuzzlingcoziness of a one room shack with your beau whispering sweet nothings to you.Honestly which sounds better? Okay if your Mr. Moneybags slaps shut his laptopthe minute he sees you walk in and tells you silly-sweet things, I take back myquestion!
AndVeera does find her perfect little cottage but then she doesn’t get to live init because Mahabir gets shot!
Butfor fun of imagination, let’s say he doesn’t get shot- that Imtiaz doesn’t givein to the clichéd – hero –dies- in -love -story climax- and Mahabir and Veera continueto live in paradise. Yep, by now they’ve reached Kashmir. Would Veera continueto be blindly in love? Once she gets to know the rates of daily-ration wouldshe switch to being rational? Will her peepers finally peek into practicalitiesof life? Ok, a little overboard with the alliterations there but would Veeraand Mahabir really have grown old together?
Orwould Veera have realized the pointlessness of her mismatch with an illiterategoon once she’s done knowing the mystery behind this macho face?
Let’sbe pessimistic for a change and say Veera does make up her mind to get back todaddy and his money. Once she is off, Mahabir would know what it’s like to havea bypass surgery done on him minus the anesthesia…yea that’s what most boyscompare it to when they get drunk and rant! And they also say they would anyday take a bullet straight to the chest than watch ‘her’ leave.
Andmaybe Imtiaz knew this too well. So he let Mahabir die in the lap of hisbeloved. The heroic and utterly romantic death – when he was still loved by Veeraand probably he’d guessed that he’d go on to live forever in her memories.
That,rather than being alive – and live - and lose the love – and be lost inoblivion for her. And wake up every day to disillusionment. No, that bitternessis much, much worse than a onetime bullet hit.
Itdoesn’t make for a good film ending.
Itmakes for much worse in real life.
Sowhere does that leave love? Is it like…for real?
Ofcourse it’s real!!! That’s what made the road-trip of Veera and Mahabir soutterly magical!! Heck, love’s what made Motorcycle Diaries magical! No, thosetwo weren’t gay. Cheers to those who gotthe point. And the point is let’s not stop believing in the existence of love.
Problemswill always be there but the death of love makes problems insurmountable. Andthat perhaps is what I feel is the silent sub-text in the film.
Veera’sMahabir died. It’s the worst case scenario. Anything less than death, shouldn’tseparate you from your loved one.
Friends,Family, Soul-mate. Every relationship shines when there’s genuine love.
Imean, just think, if a road trip is so awesome with someone you love, how canyou miss that special someone in this journey of life?
Atravel film centered on a girl who’s doin’ a parallel travel in her head….howmany of us girls can immediately relate to this…yea, thought so!
Whilethe acting by Alia is really commendable and Randeep leaves no room forcomplaints – Imtiaz Ali – that manbrought such high standards on himself with his own good work – somewhat slackswith his direction. He let his artistic side indulge in a few places where manyamong the audience would catch some zzzs.
Rahman’smusic doesn’t interfere...stays in the background, and that quite suits thefilm.
AnilMehta hasn’t taken away one’s breath with cinematography…the locations are goodand it reflects.
Ohkay!Now that that’s out of the way, let me begin, a very personal super-slicing ofthe layers of this film. This obviously is more like the parallel conversationin my head while the movie was on… rather than a …um…critical review. And oh –spoiler alert also please, for those who haven’t seen the film.
Beforethat…a hearty thanks to Imtiaz for coming out with this brilliant movie with amessage…really kudos to this guy!
Wehave Alia play the stinking rich Veera Tripathi…she’s got all that one wantsfrom the outside…but like many …the insides are cracked. Imtiaz has woven thischaracter of a girl….who’s beautifully broken….why beautifullybroken…because...this girl despite broken and crumpled - needless to say this makesher mind utterly complicated - still sees the beauty of life…nothing stops herfrom admiring everything; right from the nature that God created to a bungalowbuilt and brought to ruins by man!
Nowthere might be Freud or some other big-shot-but-dead man’s theory on why Veerafalls for her kidnapper…what sort of a complex that can be tagged as …but waita minute…it’s no secret that every girl likes a bad boy…at least once in herlife! In fact, mostly girls like a bitof a bad streak in their boys. A bad boy who’s, of course, good to her but sobad that he can fight the world’s vices and keep her bubble from breaking.
Chic-litstuff you say? Wait till you read more.
Ohwe girls are so strong! Some of us have gone so over board with those weightsin the gym and look mighty capable of bringing men down. Actually now that Ithink of it, those who don’t go to gym have a knack of bringing men down too… anywaysthat’s not the point…a big shout out to our extreme-yet-healthy feminist side! Thatsense of independence, a must for every girl!
Butfor the most times, after we’re done conquering the mountain summit…after we’redone mad – dancing in the middle of the road…we’d definitely want to fall backon a pair of strong arms. And forget the cares of the world. Shut out the noise. Thump-thump. Thatheartbeat…you see, is all the safety you need.
Soin this insanely safe world where even a mosquito hurting you is an absoluteimpossibility, making a home only requires love and not so much percentagewhite or black money. Why, leaving the derision aside most of us in our soberstates would agree that love is what makes a house a home. And that’s what Veerabelieves too!
Let’stake a moment why this girl believes so. The echoing silence of a big bungalowwith your man - Mr. Moneybags hunched over his laptop versus the nuzzlingcoziness of a one room shack with your beau whispering sweet nothings to you.Honestly which sounds better? Okay if your Mr. Moneybags slaps shut his laptopthe minute he sees you walk in and tells you silly-sweet things, I take back myquestion!
AndVeera does find her perfect little cottage but then she doesn’t get to live init because Mahabir gets shot!
Butfor fun of imagination, let’s say he doesn’t get shot- that Imtiaz doesn’t givein to the clichéd – hero –dies- in -love -story climax- and Mahabir and Veera continueto live in paradise. Yep, by now they’ve reached Kashmir. Would Veera continueto be blindly in love? Once she gets to know the rates of daily-ration wouldshe switch to being rational? Will her peepers finally peek into practicalitiesof life? Ok, a little overboard with the alliterations there but would Veeraand Mahabir really have grown old together?
Orwould Veera have realized the pointlessness of her mismatch with an illiterategoon once she’s done knowing the mystery behind this macho face?
Let’sbe pessimistic for a change and say Veera does make up her mind to get back todaddy and his money. Once she is off, Mahabir would know what it’s like to havea bypass surgery done on him minus the anesthesia…yea that’s what most boyscompare it to when they get drunk and rant! And they also say they would anyday take a bullet straight to the chest than watch ‘her’ leave.
Andmaybe Imtiaz knew this too well. So he let Mahabir die in the lap of hisbeloved. The heroic and utterly romantic death – when he was still loved by Veeraand probably he’d guessed that he’d go on to live forever in her memories.
That,rather than being alive – and live - and lose the love – and be lost inoblivion for her. And wake up every day to disillusionment. No, that bitternessis much, much worse than a onetime bullet hit.
Itdoesn’t make for a good film ending.
Itmakes for much worse in real life.
Sowhere does that leave love? Is it like…for real?
Ofcourse it’s real!!! That’s what made the road-trip of Veera and Mahabir soutterly magical!! Heck, love’s what made Motorcycle Diaries magical! No, thosetwo weren’t gay. Cheers to those who gotthe point. And the point is let’s not stop believing in the existence of love.
Problemswill always be there but the death of love makes problems insurmountable. Andthat perhaps is what I feel is the silent sub-text in the film.
Veera’sMahabir died. It’s the worst case scenario. Anything less than death, shouldn’tseparate you from your loved one.
Friends,Family, Soul-mate. Every relationship shines when there’s genuine love.
Imean, just think, if a road trip is so awesome with someone you love, how canyou miss that special someone in this journey of life?
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