Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Undead and Uninteresting

Film: World War ZDirector: Marc Forster


Tandoori Chicken tastes wonderful, so does a blueberry cheese cake, but that doesn’t mean that mixing the two would serve up a delight. This is exactly what is wrong with Marc Forster’s World War Z. It mixes two universes that are scary in their own regard, but when put together; spell doom – not for the world, but for the film itself. On one hand, you have the successful formula of an epic apocalypse; but on the other, World War Z holds Zombies as the reason for a worldwide crisis.


The story revolves around UN employee Gerry Lane (Brad Pitt), who traverses the world in a race against time to stop a pandemic that is toppling armies and governments and threatening to end humanity as we know it. Forced out of retirement in order to ensure the safety of his family; Gerry moves from one destroyed city to another in search of a cure. From its apparent source in Korea to an apparent safe-haven in Israel, Gerry travels around the globe trying to save what is left of mankind.

The narrative is laced with inaccuracies and general prejudices that every arrogant Hollywood production throws at you. A scene where a strategist from Israel tells Gerry about the virus outbreak in India, he says, “The Indians said they were fighting a Rakshasa.” Na huh! We Indians don’t refer to Zombies as Rakshasa and there is a day-light difference between a Rakshasa and the undead. But Hollywood doesn’t care.

The most threatening part of the film, apart from the usual sound and shock elements that raise the hair on your arms, is the fact that the source of the epidemic hasn’t been located in the film. That either hints that the script writer was unsure of how to place it in the plot or, god forbid, they are in talks for a sequel.

To sum up, World War Z brings nothing new to the raging fad that is the genre of apocalypse. The only takeaway are a few adrenaline rushes and, for the ladies, a whole lot of Brad Pitt on screen. And as the world is not on the brink of extinction as yet, just be patient for a better film to come by.

Rating: 2 out of 5


Published in DNA (Pune) on June 22, 2013

High on Heartaches

Film: Raanjhanaa
Director: Aanand L Rai


Made at a time when the theatres are filled with the fast-track generation, which believes in flings, keeping scores and moving on overnight, Aanand Rai’s Raanjhanaa is a reminder of a passionate time, when love could make or break lives. Coupled with AR Rahman’s soundtrack, the film is set to become a cult among those nursing the wounds of a broken heart.


The film begins with a broken and bruised Kundan (Dhanush) being rushed to hospital as he begins a first-hand narration of how he got here. We are then transported to Banaras where a nine-year-old Kundan, the son of a Hindu priest of Tamil origin (which explains Dhanush’s accented Hindi) falls in love with a Muslim girl, Zoya (Sonam Kapoor). After a lot of innocent stalking and the adolescent exchanges, Zoya is shipped off to Aligarh for studies. Kundan waits for her to return and is heart-broken when she finally does, with another man in her heart. Thus continues Kundan’s topsy-turvy journey of life where he is madly in love with a girl who will never love him back.

The second half of the film tends to wander about a little but the crux remains the same – a man who is willing to endure anything for the queen of his heart. Be it the uneducated slashing of wrists or the glorious ability to take her to the man she loves; the film narrates a fool-proof tragedy. Most of it touches you with the help of the crisp dialogues (by Himanshu Sharma), which cannot be separated from the emotion of the scene. “Yeh Banaras hai, agar launda yahaan bhi nahi jeeta toh kahaan jeetega” suggests a lot about a character that is determined to win and also highlights the vulnerability that exists in hope.

The South Indian accent is a minor distraction in an otherwise stud-like performance by newcomer Dhanush. Swara Bhaskar does a decent job in her role as Bindiya, a character which is an omnipresent sub-plot of a half-love. Mohammed Zeeshan Ayyub plays Kundan’s friend and gives a memorable performance as Murari. Sonam Kapoor is a little inconsistent and unlike Dhanush, her character’s growth doesn’t age with time as much as you would expect it to.

Rahman’s music lends a touch that elevates the film, but, most of the numbers instantly transport you to a Rahman song from his previous films. From the title track of Jaane Tu Yaa Jaane Naa to Kun Faya Kun and from Yuva to Swades the familiar sound is as big a distraction as Dhanush’s mispronounciations.

It is hard to sit through the film and not feel the emotions generating something inside of you. However, it would be a sad commentary on our times if Raanjhanaa, like Ek Duje Ke Liye is taken as a wrong message. Slashing of wrists is un-cool and even though the movie is good enough to be put on a pedestal, let this not be the one. If there is any lesson to be taken, it is that true love comes at a cost and only those willing to pay the cost should try their hands at it.

Rating: 3.5 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on June 22, 2013


Saturday, June 15, 2013

Another Delhi Belly story

Film: Fukrey

Director: Mrighdeep Singh Lamba


After the oblivious Teen They Bhai, Mrighdeep Singh Lamba returns with his new comedy, which thankfully is a step up from the previous venture. Good while it lasts, Fukrey is a film of the present and for the present.


The film is set in Delhi, where two class 12th students (Hunny and Chucha), a correspondence college student (Lali), and a struggling musician (Zafar) are all in need of some easy money to set things straight in their lives. Fate brings the four together at a college gate where they decide to give Hunny's fool-proof plan of winning the lottery a chance.

Hunny and Chucha are a duo with a lot of luck in winning lotteries. Chucha dreams in his sleep, Hunny interprets the dream to pick a lottery ticket and it always works. But this time, things don't go the way they had planned and the group get tangled with the underbelly of the city, led by Bholi Panjaban (Richa Chadda).

The similarities of the plot structure to Delhi Belly are uncanny - a group of young boys making the wrong judgment calls and landing in trouble. Having said that, Delhi Belly carved the path for more films to be made in its genre. However, what sets Fukrey apart from its obvious predecessor is its innocence. Not only the characters, but the storytelling in the tools also reflects a certain sense of genuine innocence.

It has enough sense of humour for a comedy and most of the work is done by Vipul Vig's dialogues which never stand out of the bigger picture. Always playing to the premise, laughter is generated by the natural reactions of the characters to each other's actions. It is the dialogues that reveal a lot about a character's background and makes you feel for them.

In a scene where Chucha is being chased by two goons, he calls his friend to come get him and also to get a bottle of 'Campa Cola' - that never gets old. But, nearly one hour into the film, you start to feel a little disappointed as the humour begins to limit itself rather than living up to its potential.

As far as the actors are concerned, newcomer Varun Sharma in his role as Chucha is simply adorable. Pulkit Sharma (Hunny) is the dude with a Salman like aura and does his part well. Manjot Singh as Lali too is a character you would love to have as a friend. Ali Fazal does a fair job apart from making young girls keep their eyes glued to the screen. Priya Anand has very little screen time but her expressions in the balcony sequences could take a roadside romeo's heart for a spin. The pick of the lot is Pankaj Tripathi who plays Pandit, the college watchman with a secret, eventful life. Richa Chadda plays to her strengths and her character of Bholi Panjaban, sadly, is nothing more than an urban rendition of Nagma Khatoon.

Fukrey, in totality, is a half-decent comedy. It will make you laugh at regular intervals and give you some great scenes to discuss over coffee after the film, but it is no classic that will never be forgotten. If you want an advice, be a fukra and watch it if your friend is paying for the ticket.

Rating: 2.5 out of 5

Published in DNA 

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Ghor An-earth

Film: After Earth

Director: M Night Shyamalan


The fixation with a post-apocalyptic world has been bread and butter for filmmakers from Hollywood for quite some time now. But M Night Shyamalan's After Earth is a slow, uninventive, sentimental film which is just another opportunity to doubt the director's prowess.

Just like hopeless romantics consume any and every rom-com thrown at them, there are science fiction junkies who are waiting to lap up the next big sci-fi film. Unfortunately, After Earth makes these devotees of the genre question their taste.


With a plot that could make a great base for a video game, the film opens on a colony on a distant planet where the humans moved after the earth was rendered inhabitable. Thousand years later, a team of rangers from the colony crash land onto the planet their species had abandoned. Their leader, Cypher (Will Smith) is badly injured and the rest of the crew is dead. The task to send a signal for help falls onto the young shoulders of Cypher's son Kitai (Jaden Smith).

It is sad enough that the video game analogy fits the story of the film; but the fact that the graphics and the animated creatures in the film look video-game-like only makes it worse. The screenplay makes the supposedly adventurous journey of the boy very unappealing with its monotony. Save for a scene where Kitai's gadgets stop working, he loses contact with his father, and has to find his own route. He finds an ancient cave with cave paintings and manually draws a map to figure his way out. A lot of subtext in the scene and a sad commentary on today's times, but that is all there is worth remembering.

As far as the dialogues between the father and son who have an estranged relationship are concerned, they end up sounding just like someone who has had one too many glasses of whiskey. Turning subtext into text on multiple occasions, the father keeps handing the son lessons on danger, fear and courage.

On some level, After Earth is like watching The Pursuit Of Happyness with a sci-fi kaleidoscope. The two films will be looked at in perspective in the future; one where Will and Jaden share a personal bond while the other where a father is trying to turn his boy into a superstar just like him. After all, the entire film revolves around an injured Will Smith sitting in one place, guiding his son through an exciting adventure which he once undertook. If there is a message to be taken from this film, there it is.

M Night Shyamalan has created a world in After Earth that is based on deja vu imagery. For viewers who have seen Avatar (for the overwhelming value present in nature) or Superman (for the weird pointy island Lex Luthor creates), the film appears to have a clear lack of ambition. It is impossible to take the movie as seriously as it makes itself appear. 

Rating: 1 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on June 8, 2013 

Saturday, June 1, 2013

A bad hangover

Film: Hangover 3

Director: Todd Phillips


The party-boy franchise which started off with a film, which took everyone by surprise, has ended up becoming a trilogy that died with a whimper. The third installment, Rod Phillips' Hangover 3, is a clumsy, misdirected attempt at closure, which quite frankly, wasn't even necessary. The series has been nothing but a steep downward graph of humour and emotions.


After the blast that Phil, Stu and Alan have in Vegas in the movie's first edition, the second film sort of tries to cash in on a similar premise but fails in achieving the humour in little things. Hangover 3, tries very hard to deviate from the premise and in an attempt to put the pieces back together, falters on the whole. This time around, there is no wedding, no bachelor party and above all, no hangover. But it is a case of a few loose ends from the previous edition trying to find a suitable conclusion. From being a well crafted comedy to becoming a strangely dark thriller, Hangover 3 makes you wonder why things that happen in Vegas can't stay there.

The comical punches, which were the selling point of the films earlier, are few and far between and you have to set your bar really low to laugh at certain things. The poorly written screenplay makes certain scenes really hard for you to buy. On one hand, you were sold at the concept of a drug-dealing monkey and a tiger in the bathroom of a penthouse suite, but the same franchise has now made simple stunts like jumping off a wall look downright lame.

The film, for its fans among others, will come as a massive disappointment as they had come to love the wolf-pack and their crazy adventures. But Hangover 3 fails to generate the intensity and the gut-wrenching laughter that everybody went in expecting. The film picks up from the overall disappointment of Hangover 2 and amplifies it to unimaginable heights. The baby from the first film, black Doug, and the penthouse suite in Caesar's Palace are all re-visited just as a reminder of how beautiful the first film was. But it ends there.

All in all, Hangover 3 adds to the long list of trilogies that started off with a promise and ended up like a fireworks show on a rainy day. It is sad to say, but if this is what hangover feels like, it is better to stay drunk.

Rating: 1.5 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on June 1, 2013 

Old School Bollywood

Film: Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani

Director: Ayan Mukerji


Ayan Mukerji returns with yet another Ranbir Kapoor starrer and the first thing you must know about this film is that it is 160 minutes long. If one can infer anything from the promotional songs that one has heard a million times before today, and from the duration that flashes on its censor certificate, it is that the film has Bollywood written all over it.


And one couldn't be more right. The story begins with Naina (Deepika) narrating the story of her life from 8 years ago when she left behind her structured life to try and enjoy her youth. The unimaginative philosophy, of young blood waiting to break the shackles of life, set itself free and conquer the world, then starts to take over the narrative. In more ways than one, this is Hindi cinema's indirect adaptation of How I Met Your Mother - it is a long firsthand account of the most productive years of your life, laden with emotions, friendships, good times and dreams.

What works, however, for Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani (YJHD), is its screenplay. Ayan Mukerji's ability to contain the emotion of a scene within his frames comes to his rescue as the loose storyline begins to wander in god-knows-which direction. The romantic exchanges between Ranbir and Deepika are pretty off the rack, with a few sparks of indulging dialogues. The best scene, though, is played between Ranbir and Farooq Shaikh towards the end of the film. The flashback dialogue sequence between father and son is filled with emotion and leaves you with an unforgettable memory.

As mentioned earlier, the film has Bollywood written all over it. Nearly 3-hours in duration, YJHD leaves no stone unturned and squeezes every drop of emotion and spectacle from the story. The dance numbers keep you upbeat from time to time and the drama holds your hand as it oscillates - to make you cry, then make you laugh, then make you cry some more.

For Ranbir Kapoor, YJHD is yet another confirmatory test for his star status and Deepika, for the first time, doesn't depend on costumes, background music and glossy camera work to emote. For Aditya Roy Kapur, YJHD is the second straight film after Aashiqui 2 where he doesn't have to be sober for a single moment - a role he seems pretty comfortable with. Evelyn Sharma, who plays a supporting role, does her part well to take your mind off Kalki's disturbingly alien accent. And Kalki happily plays out her part in her new-found role as a chirpy-bubbly tom-boy.

After a long time, Dharma Productions has delivered a kind of film that is expected from the brand. It is a paisa-vasool entertainer for audience of all shapes and sizes. A perfect end to the summer and a good three hours spent at the movies. Go watch.

Rating: 3.5 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on June 1, 2013 

Saturday, May 25, 2013

No need for speed

Film: Fast and Furious 6

Director: Justin Lin


Sixth in the series of a franchise that sells thrills, Fast and Furious 6 has a tagline that reads 'All roads lead here'. To an average cinema viewer, that would mean if you haven't watched all the previous editions, you might miss a few finer nuances in the narrative. But that isn't the case with this Justin Lin film. Not only is it alright to have not watched the redundant prequels, it is perfectly fine if you missed this one too.


Nonetheless, the film brings together partners in crime, Dom and Brian (Diesel and Walker), and a few other familiar faces as Hobbs, (Dwayne Johnson) recruits them and a couple of new additions to create a task force for a mission. A criminal mastermind (Luke Evans) is after a computer chip that could render a nation defenceless and Hobbs' team has to stop him. The film then uses tried and tested Hollywood formulas as it gloriously goes from one outrageous action sequence to another.

What puts you off are the seemingly surreal elements in the film. A character, Letty (Michelle Rodriguez), Manmohan Desai-esquely returns from the dead with no recollection of her past life. In the second half, a sequence where the good guys use a car to anchor a tank and a scene where Vin Diesel does an impossible jump to save his love from falling off a bridge; come really close to reminding you of how a bullet that passed through Mithun's skull cured his brain tumor. The over-sized, testosterone ridden, chauvinist film wreaks with Hollywood's arrogance. The star-studded line up and relentless quest for physical superiority just gets too uninteresting to watch. A few one-liners produce short-lived laughter between scenes that have a lot of cars toppling over and crashing into things.

Even if this is the first film you watch in your life, or the first time you see fast cars in your life, or the first time you see an explosion in your life, you won't like the film. With visual spectacles that don't stun you after a point, with characters that you don't even care for by the end of it and with action that brings nothing exciting to the table, Fast and Furious 6 is not worth the effort nor the money it took to make it. And as if that weren't enough, the film pokes you once again towards the end suggesting at least one more sequel in the future. Until then, drive safe.

Rating: 2 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on May 25, 2013

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Good ol' storytelling


Film - Aurangzeb

Director - Atul Sabharwal


Double roles, mistaken identity, power struggles - all these premises have been done to death by the film industry, but every now and then, a film crops its head up with a cliched theme and delivers something fresh. Atul Sabharwal's Aurangzeb does the same.

First, the title itself is a refreshing change from the hoards of Khiladi 786s, Singhams, Ek Tha Tigers and the like. Aurangzeb, as a metaphor runs deep into the narrative and its meaning runs through and through, deeply embedded into the story. The philosophy of the notorious Mughal King, 'Kingship knows no kinship' is the basis of this unseemingly well-done thriller.

Secondly, we all know the story and are familiar with the plot where two identical people somehow find their stars lined up in such a way that one of them has to live the other's life. Be it Hum Dono, Don, Ram Aur Shaam, Seeta Aur Geeta - we know the plot too well. This is where the director's role to satisfy the audience comes into play and that is exactly what Atul Sabharwal does. He surprises you with a story you already knew.


The film opens in Gurgaon, where a certain businessman, Yashvardhan (Jackie Shroff) is running illegal businesses and the police can't take any action due to lack of evidence. However, the cops, Rishi Kapoor, Prithviraj and Sikander Kher, then find out that there is a loophole that they could cash on. Yashvardhan's son Ajay, has a doppelganger who could be planted in the system and could break it from inside. And then begins the saga of Kingship versus Kinship.

After a comparatively loose first half, the film picks up in the second where the drama and sudden twists reveal that nothing is black and white; and even within the grey, there are shades. What hooks you, then, is the unexpected skip rope that sees a lot of people change sides until finally letting you pick the side that you want to win. As scrappy as the idea of dopplegangers may be, playing two different characters in a film is quite a challenge and Arjun Kapoor proves yet again that he has the potential. A little inconsistent at the start, he makes you like him by the end of it. However, the distinction between Ajay and Vishal remains on paper and at times, the nuances of two different people are not seen. Rishi Kapoor puts up a great show with his role as the DCP, and Prithviraj does well to smother the criticism from his previous Hindi film, Aiyyaa.

All in all, if you go and watch Aurangzeb with the expectation bar set very low, you will comeback with a pleasant surprise. It is good old fashioned story telling with a decent element of drama and not too many songs to take you off course.

Rating - 3 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on May 18, 2013

The Fundamentals of Living


Film - The Reluctant Fundamentalist 

Director - Mira Nair


A chapter in history that has dominated the world's socio-political scene in the last decade and a half, Mira Nair's The Reluctant Fundamentalist tells a personal tale of one man, against the backdrop of history. Set in a time when the world is going mad, it comments, through the eyes of its protagonist, on how the fundamentals of our life blind us from life itself.


The film begins in Lahore where an influential young Pakistani professor, Changez Khan, is suspected of aiding the kidnapping of a US citizen, who later meets an American journalist, Bobby Lincoln, to tell him his story. Although a volatile time, the duo find some privacy in a small cafe (rigged with cameras by the CIA) where Changez tells Bobby the tale of his innocence. We then travel back and forth from the present day Pakistan to New York City in 2001, when Changez moved to America with the proverbial 'American Dream'. However, his life sees a lot of ups and downs after the terror attacks of 9/11. A wall crops up dividing the eastern and the western worlds and Changez finds himself grinding in the middle. He has to pick a side, and what he chooses will decide how his life turns up.

The fractured narrative of the film works very well, thanks to the brilliant performer that Mira Nair has found in the form of Riz Ahmed. Omnipresent in every single frame of the film, you live his journey through his eyes and believe every word he says. However, the story, inspired from a novel by Mohsin Hamid, ends up being a better cultural commentary than the story of its protagonist. The personal element gets left out in the cinematic adaptation of the literary work, which at times does too much of the story telling in this visual medium.

Kiefer Sutherland, Om Puri and Liev Schreiber all provide great assistance with their supporting roles, who aid in rolling the story forward. The photography is sound and you never get bored of the visuals in this seemingly long film. But throughout its duration, the film makes one significant point of the struggle of a man adrift in a world that is twirling in a hurricane.

Mira Nair does exceptionally well in building up this thriller by enlisting a large number of scenarios that would go into the 'how to make a terrorist' digest. The reluctance, however, comes not from the situation, but the conduct of the protagonist who is keen, observant, rational and above all, compassionate beyond his own knowledge.

A little heavy for those looking to watch a movie as a respite this weekend, The Reluctant Fundamentalist is a fresh take on a stale subject of a Muslim individual finding his feet in a hateful, western society. But, missing it would mean missing a good film and some brilliant performances; especially by Riz Ahmed.

Rating - 3 out of 5

Published in DNA (Pune) on May 18, 2013

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Pune International Film Festival, 2013 - A compilation of reviews

A Fitting Prologue (Epilogue, Israel)



The 11th Pune International Film Festival (PIFF) started off on a perfect note with a brilliantly crafted film from Israel. Amir Manor's Epilogue, takes a microscopic look at the lives of an octogenarian couple, Hayuta and Berl, who are finding it harder by the day to adjust in today's Israel. After years of struggle, the two refuse to give up their communal dreams and revolutionary plans to build a welfare state in Israel. The film looks at the final segment of their life -- a night of disillusionment when the two decide to leave their home for the ultimate journey.

Although culture-specific, the film deals with the universal concept of alienation, that is felt by most elderly members of any society. In its intricately constructed scenes of long duration, the audience ends up becoming some sort of an insider-outsider, where they are not only witnessing the lives of the protagonists, but are feeling their angst and pain too.

Amir Manor constructs a realm of the two characters, played achingly well by Yosef Carmon and Rivka Gur, with such a command over cinematic grammar that you feel involved in the narrative all throughout the film. Guy Raz's cinematography of a thoughtful screenplay depicts certain mundane activities like we have never seen before. The haunting isolation felt, when Hayuta is sitting in an empty cinema hall long after the movie is over, or when Berl is passed out on the kitchen floor with the lights out, give you the chills.

Building steadily on a visual pattern that it sets, Epilogue is a fresh film that is thoughtful, sensitive, well-crafted and carefully presented. This film from Israel was just the prologue that this year's PIFF needed.

DIRECTOR: AMIR MANOR

CAST: YOSEF CARMON, RIVKA GUR


A Haunting Memory (Roza, Poland)



Sometimes, you walk into a film, watch it, and then walk out of the film. But there are some special films that you walk into, but when the time to walk out is upon you, you only walk out of the cinema hall, with the movie still running inside you. Roza, from Poland, is just one of those movies that begin as a film, but as it progresses, makes you an inseparable part of it. It is a movie that will live inside your mind and your soul, if you believe in such a thing, until the very end.

The film begins in the summer of 1945 when Tadeusz, a Polish soldier, arrives in Masuria, a German territory that was granted to Poland after the war. There he meets Roza, the widow of a German soldier whose death Tadeusz had witnessed.

A cold reception and some indifferent exchanges later, Roza realises, however reluctant to admit it, that she needs Tadeusz to protect her from the looters and rapists that are rampant in the region. Slowly, Tadeusz gets used to a life in Masuria and gradually finds out the causes of Roza's solitude. In a world devastated by the war, the two find love in each other -- setting the stage for a final battle between hope and despair.


The screenplay is honest and within the first few minutes of the film, you forget it's a film. The feeling that can come closest to it is putting your head into a pen-sieve and experiencing a really strong and true memory -- preserved in all integrity by the one who is narrating it. The cinematography, which is a strong point of contemporary Polish films, is out of this world. The imagery of Van Gogh's Potato Eaters in every frame emphasizes the point the film tries to make. Add to that the superior production quality which recreates the period with authenticity and outstanding performances by both the leads played by Marcin Dorocinski and Agatha Kulesza. Marcin, who plays Tadeusz, has a morose yet sharp face and has the looks that resemble Lamberto Maggiorani (Antonio Ricci from The Bicycle Thieves).

Scoring full marks on all the parameters, Roza is a celebration of the spirit of cinema. It makes you forget your life and existence and makes you live the life of its characters. You smile with them, cry with them, get tortured and humiliated like them and just like them, you live in hope that there will be a happy ending.

DIRECTOR: WOJCIECH SMARZOWSKI

CAST: MARCIN DOROCINSKI, AGATHA KULESZA and others


Hurray Revolution! (White Lions, Serbia)



Foreign films are a projection of a window on the silver-screen, a window which gives an insight on the scenario in the country in which it is made. Lazar Ristovski’s White Lions does just that in case of Serbia. A dark socio-political satire that chronicles the life of a family that has been living in the driveway of a shutdown factory for six years without pay, White Lions portrays grief, anxiety and oppression with a deep sense of humor.

“What did you have for breakfast?” a voice asks Dile, who is our protagonist – an unemployed worker and union leader. His reply, “Sunny side up, on a sky blue plate.” This is just one of the several instances in the film which keeps on pulling witty punches at capitalism and all the evils it feeds. Dile’s son Gruia is an unemployed filmmaker and stripteases to earn some money. His wife-to-be, an opera singer also tries to earn an income in these hard times.

The film is about broken factories and morose workers who are disappointed that there is no one who can lead them to a better and fairer life. Lazar Ristovski, in his role as Dile, puts up a tremendous show and almost single-handedly guides the narrative, both as the protagonist as well as the director. With satirical content that flows freely in the characters’ conversations, the film also uses the closed factory setting to great use, creating an imagery of a fallen system.

With amazing use of folk songs and an insane rap number in the end, White Lions is rooted in the working class’s aspirations and struggles. And through its lighthearted take on a severe problem, at its heart, it only has one message – rich, poor, capitalist or communist, we all end up in the same place.

DIRECTOR: LAZAR RISTOVSKI

CAST: LAZAR RISTOVSKI, GORDAN KICIC,HRISTINA POPOVIC and others


Of Death and Life (The Last Step, Iran)



A country that is consistently making its presence felt at film festivals and award functions, it is now almost habitual to watch a Persian film from Iran at every film festival. This year’s entry into the competition section is Ali Mosaffa’s The Last Step.

The film begins when a popular film actress, Leila, finds herself unable to control her laughter before the camera, soon after her husband’s death and no one could figure out the reason behind this hysteria. Leila Hatami, a popular actress plays the role of Leila while Ali Mosaffa himself plays the role of her dead husband.

Narrated in a non-linear pattern, The Last Step is a long and intriguing jigsaw which only unveils one random piece at a time, but by the end, you have the big picture and it is beautiful. However, the film sticks too much to the typical treatment that dominates modern Iranian cinema. For such an intriguing plot, where you wonder what must have happened, and how certain events must have taken place, the simplistic storytelling style feels a little inadequate.

All in all, The Last Step is a story of love, loss, life, death and its implications. A universal theme, yet again, which is so rooted in culture, the film is a great experience.

DIRECTOR: ALI MOSAFFA

CAST: ALI MOSAFFA, LEILA HATAMI, ALIREZHA AGAKHANI and others


Turtles Live Long (Kurmavatara, India)



Of all the films that are either based on the life and struggles of Mahatma Gandhi or his ideologies and the Gandhian philosophy, Girish Kasaravalli’s Kurmavatara is perhaps one of the most relevant stories of the contemporary era. The film narrates the story of Anand Rao, a Government employee who lives by the book and has no regard for anything other than his work, not even his family.

But destiny puts forth an opportunity before him to rid his family of all their financial problems, thanks to his resemblance to the Mahatma. He is cast in the role of Gandhi in a biographical TV series, which changes his life forever. It leads him onto a journey where he runs into the dichotomy of fame – the assignment brings him prosperity but it comes at a cost of his morality. The film, calmly chronicles the character’s predicament and how he strives to make things right until the very end.

A crisply written screenplay sometimes tends to be a little incongruous within itself and the overall film is little too long for the subject. Apart from that, the sequence of events that occur in the narrative are very well blended while drawing parallels between the life of the protagonist and the life of Gandhi. The title of the film, Kurmavatara, is not only a metaphor of Lord Vishnu’s incarnation as the turtle during the samudra manthan and the connotations of the stress and responsibility; it is also a physical motif that appears and then reappears in the film at distinct points.

Kasaravalli’s film has the content but its treatment is too mellow and effortless. When compared to the other competing films, it also lacks the production value that comes with big budgets. To sum up, Kurmavatara makes you judge the protagonist but not feel his dilemma and therefore fails to transport you into its realm.

DIRECTOR: GIRISH KASARAVALLI

CAST: SHIKARIPURA KRISHNAMURTHY, JAYANTI, CHESWA NINASAM, RASHMI HARIPRASAD and others


Better late than never (La Demora, Uruguay)



Everyone around you is going through a struggle to make some ends meet, everyone is suffering and everyone has a story to tell. Rodrigo Pla’s The Delay tells one such story of a middle-aged single mother who is overworked, underpaid and is the sole bread winner and caretaker of her three children and a senile father.

The film opens on a well choreographed scene where Maria, played by Roxana Blanco, is helping her father shower and then dress himself up, sets the tone for the film and speaks volumes of the director’s command over the medium. The film then, scene by scene, builds up the frustration of living such an unappreciated and stressed out life. Maria decides to give up and wants to admit her father into a home. But unfortunately, she is not rich enough to afford the service and at the same time, her income suggests that she isn’t poor enough to qualify for benefits. Angry and defeated, Maria abandons her father at a complex and returns home, only to realise her responsibility and then sets out to search for him.

The neo-realist treatment given to the narrative makes you feel Maria’s angst. This, combined with outstanding performances by both Roxana Blanco and Carlos Vallarino amount to a superior level of realisation of the meaning. Maria’s secret smoking habit, Augustin’s senile responses that make him so adorable yet burdensome, the children fighting among themselves and complaining to their mother – all are a part of a screenplay that shows you life at eye level without any pretence.

The film, doesn’t patronize its characters and neither does it judge them in any way. The main theme of family responsibility is just portrayed in its natural state of existence without making any remarks on its morality. To add to that, the universally appealing theme of helplessness, abandonment and love for family add up to a brilliantly crafted film.

DIRECTOR: RODRIGO PLA

CAST: ROXANA BLANCO, CARLOS VALLARINO


Published in DNA After Hrs (Pune) between January 11 and 15, 2013