BY BISWADEEP GHOSH
Rang De Basanti takes the viewer by complete surprise. For, here is a story of five young men who are completely disillusioned with the nation itself. They see no hope, no present. As DJ (Aamir Khan) says in the film, one leg of every Indian is on the past, the other on the future. And, the person is happily peeing on the present!
Have you read Hanif Kureishi's Black Album, a novel in which the writer says there was nothing the people could seek inspiration from? There were no politicians, no statesman, nothing at all except The Beatles. In Rakeysh Omprakash Mehra's Rang De..., even The Beatles are missing. All you have are a bunch of students who hang around in the university, having chai while watching a television which needs the occasional slap to work properly.
Not that Mehra has got everything right. Atul Kulkarni's character of Laxman Pandey, a right wing activist, is marred by a grave foible. Kulkarni does a fine job, but where the script goes wrong is when he comes forward to play the role of the patriot Ram Prasad Bismil for a documentary on Indian revolutionaries being made by Sue (Alice Patten). One would have understood if he had reacted to the death of the fighter pilot Ajay (R Madhavan) and joined hands with the five young men in a plot to eliminate the defence minister (Mohan Agashe). But Laxman Pandey as an actor? Wrong choice.
Where Rang De really scores is firstly because of the wit. Although the bit about Aamir Khan and his method acting has been stretched too far, the fact remains that Aamir plays the role of DJ brilliantly. Right after the debacle called Mangal Pandey, and despite the fact that he plays a guy who is supposed to be 15 years younger than him, he successfully manages to finish off any cynicism that people might have had due to the age factor. He speaks in a rustic Punjabi accent all through, making an unexpected shift to regular Hindi just once when his friend's mother (Waheeda Rehman) is rushed to the hospital. But when he cracks a joke, the entire auditorium laughs with him.
Among the others, Sharman Joshi who plays the joker of the gang (Sukhi) is superb. Not many thought that Sharman was any great shakes as an actor, not surprising because his body of work had nothing to write home about. But here, he comes up with a first-rate performance, matching Aamir frame for frame in a scene when he wants to avoid doing the seemingly impossible. Siddharth who plays Karan is wonderful when he expresses his anguish through silences. But when he turns into an announcer to describe a huge bit of news to listeners, his voice lets him down.
Kunal Kapoor has the gravity required for the character of Aslam, while Madhavan does a great job with the small role of the fighter pilot whose death catalyses an act that stirs the entire nation. A few words about the two ladies, Alice Patten and Soha Ali Khan. Although this film is dominated by the guys, Alice as Sue and Soha as Sonia have performed most commendably.
The emotional exchanges between Sue and DJ are as subtle as possible, while Ajay and Sonia share an equally beautiful relationship. Mehra hasn't gone overboard while depicting either, thereby making it clear that he did not intend to make a romance but a film that deals with the harsh truths of life. These truths are camouflaged by humour and light moments, but we all know that the director isn't seeking an escape route. Only, he is trying to make the experience of watching it as comfortable as possible.
By now, the climax of the film is well-known. The young men kill the defence minister in a reaction to the death of the fighter pilot because the minister has been guilty of buying cheap parts, thereby endangering the lives of pilots. Such transactions are just one of the problems crippling the nation, and that one needs to deal with them is the message that resonates all through the plot. Is killing the ministers a solution? Certainly not, since it seems like radical Syndicalism that no modern social system can accept.
What it means is that the youth of the country need to come forward and act if the ailments are to be eradicated. Significant message, very well told and, hopefully, a handful will respond to the need for acting. For, sadly, the nation has been chug-chugging towards complete anarchy, and we have been guilty of accepting the state of affairs because we have been sleeping all through. When we have acted, it is as if we have practising somnambulism.
We have suffered far too much, and for far too long. Seriously.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
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7 comments:
a serious advice bish. get back to reviewing again. problem kya hai tumhara?
Excellent one. Am going to see the flick after this for sure.
Ref: Get back to reviewing
Thanx for the suggestion. At times, even I think it is not a bad idea. It's just that I am not malignant enough!
Most known critics in India drink acid instead of water. They fill their pens with acid as well, and murder films before they turn into filmmakers and churn out forgettable gibberish.
Doesn't impress me. I am better off writing shitty books on films that people read:)
Even I have been told the flick is really cool. Got to check it out.
Good blog, and good for Aamir. The guy had made disaster with Mangal Pandey. I hated the movie.
personally found the first half dragging a tad too long but i guess the director wanted to build up the contrast between the bonhomie of these kids in the first part and the cesspool of later events that eventually drag them to their death.
The parallel of the five patriots and the current loafers is finely interlinked, where we are faced with a brutal truth that we are worse than the 'imperial' brits - we are our worst enemies. And that power and coruption sees no class, caste, creed, colour...
and pray why shouldn't a right wing political leader 'act'? the passion which sue is so desperately trying to evoke in the indifferent, cynical sukhi, dj, alsam, karan are already raging in jitendra pandey. that sets him apart from the rest and kulkarni has done a brilliant job of being the awkward,a little self-conscious 'out-of-place' guy who is sadly, the right person in the wrong place.
Ref: Kajal's letter
Thanks for liking the review, and feels good to know that you still think I should return to reviewing. A small thought about my reference to syndicalism. Of course, I know what it means, and also that Georges Sorel was born in Normandy in 1847! But you are right. I have used the word very flippantly, actually, unnecessarily.
At least, I am less bad off than most of my grandpa-critics who err 20 times during the course of a review which they write after slogging their backsides off for one whole day! You know who I am talking about:) The man whose books have no broken spines.
Will continue to review films, but occasionally. Will try to be a tad more critical as you suggested, but you have been familiar with my writing for the last 15 years now. I cannot become harsh because I get a sore throat far too quickly. Once again, good that I have 'been sorely missed.' Makes me feel good. Naturally.
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