Analysing films

Again a little late in reviewing the film since it has been some time the movie has been released and has garnered a fair share of appreciation. Infact, his (Srijit's) another in line Hemlock Society has already released too. But none the less, it is never too late to review a different film. Set as a crime thriller the film really moves beyond the ordain and creates an epitaph of glory which is lost and eventually found. Srijit's research and storyline in this context is indeed fascinating. The backdrop of poetry and that of  Hungryalist Movement and the kind of contribution made by the contemporaries of this period is inextricable. The plot is taut and though at times it does seem to meander into Parambrata's personal life, yet it comes back into the main theme quickly. Prosenjit stands out as the failed, suspended and the drunk cop, Parambrato as the officer on the job and there is Goutam Ghosh in a role of a lost poet trying to find his foothold. Raima is OK but has

It has been sometime since I saw the movie and I am afraid a little late in putting up my very own review. Rohit Shetty and his genre has now become his trademark self and has the distinctive style to it. One has also started witnessing a sort of "favourites" being casted in cinemas. Yash Chopra camp or Karan Johar camp or Vidhu Vinod Chopra camp etc. and now add in Rohit Shetty camp. In that you can add in Krishna (of Comedy Circus fame) who has a substantial footage in the cinema. Surprising, because Raju and his contemporary inspite of being so talented never really could break into cinema. Given this is Krishna's first outing (maybe he has had a few cinema before this, I do not know!) he is confident and his usual self, funny and confident. The movie is (as Rohit claims) inspired from the classic Golmaal (will such cinemas or brand of cinemas be made again?) and that is about it. Ajay plays the local goon/pehelwan/dada supported by Abhishek (never really in sync wi

For the generation who has grown on Rajesh Khanna, this must be the saddest moment and day of his life. The first true Super Star of India, passes away a tad and uncharacteristic of him. Unfortunate and unedifying. The legacy of a man, who has left a repertoire of work like Aradhana, Amar Prem, Anand, Kati Patang... the list is endless. Each film epitomises his status as the true romantic hero. He best epitomises what cinema stood for. "Sheer entertainment". He was also a man of contrast. He died a lonely death and a very lonely death. Indeed for a man, whose fans lined up for him, kissed his car, wrote letters in blood, tore his shirt, this must have been a lonely death. As we all come together on this saddened day, are fans so merciless or ruthless or deceptive? Then why does Rajesh Khanna say, "Babumoshai, Mere fans mujhse koi chin nahin sakta". That is the irony of the situation or probably an oxymoron! Khanna's body of work spoke about Khanna an