Showing posts with label Bollywood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bollywood. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Footprints on the sands of time

Just came across the video of one of my favorite songs ever: Mausam Beeta Jaye from Bimal Roy's Do Bigha Zameen. Pretty tough to get just the video of the song. This one's from AOL. I'd never buy the DVD of the movie for the simple reason that I cannot sit through the heart rending tale again. But what a movie it is, a few cliches notwithstanding. Besides, this was a turning point in Indian cinema, and much of what might seem cliched was new then!

These are my favorite lines:
Dharti kahe pukaar ke, beej bichcha le pyar ke
Mausam beeta jaye, mausam beeta jaye
Apni kahani chhod ja, kuch toh nishani chhod ja
Kaun kahe is or tu phir aaye na aaye
Mausam beeta jaye, mausam beeta jaye

Here's a tentative translation for those who might wonder what the fuss is about. (I'm no translator, let alone a poetic one, so please pardon the clumsiness).

The earth calls out to us to plant seeds of love

The seasons are changing all the time
Leave behind your story, make a mark in the world
Who knows whether you will come this way again

The seasons are changing all the time

The song was written by that genius of a poet, Shailendra, while the music came from the writer of the story, Salil Chaudhury. The voices are those of Manna Dey and Lata Mangeshkar.

Reminds me of lines from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem, A Psalm of Life:

Lives of great men all remind us

We can make our lives sublime
And departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.

How's that for a little afternoon inspiration?

Friday, January 11, 2008

Old favorites for new viewers

True, great Indian cinema may synonymous with greats like Satyajit Ray, Bimal Roy, Mehboob Khan, K. Asif, Aravindan, Adoor Gopalakrishnan and others, but two film-makers stand out from the crowd: Hrishikesh Mukherjee and Basu Chatterjee made movies with a next-door feel, plots that could just as easily involve you and your family, and scored a 10 on the entertainment and value-for-money scales! Yes, there were a few others at the time who made equally wonderful films: Sai Paranjpe made Chashme Buddoor, for instance, and Gulzar scripted poetry on the silver screen But the two Bengali babus were in a league of their own.

Each of them has directed dozens of movies but their best creative efforts came during the 1970s. Chatterjee's list of wholesome entertainment (at least the ones I've enjoyed) include Hamari Bahu Alka, Khatta Meetha, Chhoti Si Baat, Baaton Baaton Mein, Chitchor and more touching/'arty' fare like Rajnigandha, Apne Paraye, Piya ka Ghar and Ek Ruka Hua Faisla.

Hrishi-da (as he is fondly known) cooked up equally delicious fare, entertaining us with the likes of Chupke Chupke, Gol Maal, Kisi Se Na Kehna, Rang Birangi, and Naram Garam. He is also the man behind stellar cinema that includes Anand, Anupama, Namak Haram, Mili, Guddi, Sadma, and Bawarchi.

I used to wonder if my son would ever enjoy these movies as much as I did. He is six and belongs to the Dhoom-2 generation. There was no dhoom in these movies, and yet, they appealed to everybody. They were made on shoestring budgets, but starred big names who willingly took a paycut for the privilege of working with Hrishi-da. To me, nobody else brought out the actors in the stars. The likes of Rajesh Khanna, Amitabh Bachchan and Dharmendra were transported away from their silver screen stereotypes to portray very un-filmy characters. They became people who might be living next door to you, facing crises that you might have faced, and bore up to these challenges just like you might have done. There was a certain comfort in the familiarity, be it the inspired Anand or the laugh riot, Chupke Chupke.

Movies today are slick, thrilling, entertaining, but you're unlikely to carry away a part of them with you when you walk out of the multiplex. I wonder if it's the fact that there are many more avenues of entertainment available to us today, diluting the allure of the silver screen. I can't remember the last time I was able to identify with a lead character - not in the past 15 years, anyway. Compare that with Jaya Bhaduri as Mili, living in an apartment building and ganging up the children. Or Utpal Dutt as Bhavani Shankar - the rather strict father of the heroine in Gol Maal. For me, Rekha at her exuberant best as Manju in Khoobsurat beats the sensuous and picture-perfect Chandni of Silsila any day. (Mind you, I have a soft spot for Yash Chopra's films too, but they've rarely, if ever, had people-next-door characters.)

To cut a long story short, my son sat through Khoobsurat even though I kept asking him if he was getting bored. He loved Gol Maal, though, and I'm hoping he'll like a few of my other favorites, too! Here's to hope...

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Thursday, January 10, 2008

Old movies on new year's eve

On new year's eve, I was at a loose end. We weren't going to a party, nor did we want to. I was (and still am) on a TV boycott because somehow, if I ever watch a single show, it leads to a fight over my "TV addiction." So in the interests of peace in the house, I don't watch TV any more. Not even the news.

So anyway, here I was, working reduced hours that week and wanting to do something nice for my son that evening. His best friend's next door was having extending family over for a new year's eve party and I didn't want him feeling left out. So I walked over to Brigade Road and decided to check out what movies were available to buy.

I deserve some entertainment and if I can't have TV, then why not build up a collection of DVDs (or VCDs). So I picked up a couple of new movies at ridiculously cheap rates - not pirated, mind you, but originals. We ended up watching the Don remake, starring Shah Rukh Khan. My son loved it so that was money well spent.

I also hit paydirt with some classics that I'd been on the lookout for. Movies that I knew my Mum would enjoy as well. So in addition to the relatively new Jab We Met, I got evergreen hits like Naram Garam, Angoor, and Zanjeer. I will soon be adding Gol Maal (which we saw a couple of weeks back, having borrowed it from a friend) and other movies by Hrishikesh Mukherjee and Basu Chatterjee - two of the finest film-makers in India.

More on them later....

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