Sunday, May 19, 2013

Did we need to know about Angelina’s mastectomy?

(Published in Sify.com on May 17, 2013, retrieved from http://www.sify.com/news/did-we-need-to-know-about-angelinas-mastectomy-news-columns-nfrmTQjicbc.html)




Not since Seth MacFarlane’s Boob Song at the Oscars have breasts trended for so long on Twitter. But, on Tuesday, Angelina Jolie revealed that she had chosen to have a double mastectomy. Her article for The New York Times, since reproduced in multiple publications across the world, has made her something of a hero for women’s health. However, despite everyone’s pretence of dissociating her decision from her celebrity-dom, one wonders whether it may not spark off a trend.
I’m not suggesting that women with a history of breast cancer in the family will start lining up to get their breasts removed, because Angelina did it. But, one assumes that celebrities who can afford the best treatment, and whose bodies are among their most prized assets, make such decisions only when there is no other option.
According to several doctors I spoke to, this is not the case. One, asking not to be named, said Angelina may have jumped the gun, and made a “very stupid decision”.
To begin with, the test to detect the BRCA 1 or BRCA 2 gene mutation is not widely available in India. Even in the rest of the world, the test is not entirely reliable.
Secondly, the fact that one does not carry the faulty gene does not mean that the cancer may not develop later in one’s life.
Thirdly, even when cancer itself is detected, the medical priority is to save the organ. It is possible, with the technology available today, to remove a tumour in its entirety, when detected early enough, while saving the breast tissue.
The test in India costs at least Rs 50,000, and unlike in the West, it is not covered by most medical insurance policies. While the surgery that Angelina Jolie describes is not usually life-threatening, it is possible for complications to arise.
In her article, Jolie speaks in detail of the procedure to save her nipples, and put in silicone implants, so that there will be no external evidence of the fact that she has lost her breasts. However, this surgery is so expensive that few people who are not movie stars can afford it, anywhere in the world.
Most women who have mastectomies either opt for an external prosthesis, or for counselling to deal with the change in their bodies, and therefore self-image.
With regular tests and constant monitoring, it is possible to detect cancer early, and take less drastic steps to deal with it.
Of course, Angelina Jolie has every right to choose what she wants to do with her body. But one wonders whether she really needed to generate the sort of publicity she has. Is there enough medical proof to certify that what she did was the right thing to do, that it was even the safest thing to do? Should she be hailed as a hero and a mascot for health for writing about what she went through?
Even if other women choose to have a preventive mastectomy, and feel the need to reach out for inspiration, chances are that their stories will be dramatically different from Angelina’s, and not just because she can afford the sort of cosmetic alternatives that they cannot.
With social media armed to make a debate out of every news item, Jolie’s article had its share of defenders, trolls, and readers who didn’t care. I may have belonged somewhere between the ‘reader who didn’t care’ and ‘troll’ category (come on, which humour writer can resist a celebrity boob joke?), until I read the follow-up articles the news generated.
Some speak of other women who have had the same surgery, earlier. Others speak of the awareness Angelina Jolie has raised about the gene mutation test. Most feature interviews with doctors and experts who advise caution, but are wary of saying anything that may be seen as putting down Angelina.
Over the last few years, celebrities have chosen to come out in the open about traumatic events in their lives, as well as about medical disorders, both psychiatric and physical. Perhaps it makes their fans – and victims of the same condition or situation – feel more secure, less disconnected, knowing that someone famous was bullied, or sexually abused, or suffers from depression or a disease, knowing that someone famous has conquered it all to become famous, or has dealt with it under the public eye.
Though I don’t think we needed to know about Angelina Jolie’s mastectomy, she had a right to speak about it.
However, I do have issues with her becoming the poster-girl for cancer awareness. Women should know that what she did is not the only solution, and may not even be a lasting solution. Let’s not forget that she didn’t even have cancer at the time she made her decision.

Monday, May 13, 2013

What does 2014 hold for us?

(Published in Sify.com, on May 13, 2013, retrieved from http://www.sify.com/news/what-does-2014-hold-for-us-news-columns-nfmrV8cifge.html)




The idea of ‘early elections’ has been toyed with across the media for years now. Profiles have been prepared, guest lists made, and interviewees sought, as journalists prepared for the prospect. But it appears no party in India is ready for elections, leave alone early elections. If the Congress and BJP are to be believed, they don’t even know who their Prime Ministerial candidates are yet.
Last time round, the country voted for stability, keeping the Congress in power. However, the UPA-II regime’s rule reads like a list of scams – 2G, coal, Commonwealth Games, and IPL. With Coalgate having caused a spate of resignations now, right after the Congress screamed itself hoarse about corruption doing in the BJP in Karnataka, it appears unlikely that there will be a UPA-III.
Not only has the UPA-II helmed one of the most corrupt periods the country has seen, but it has also been almost dictatorial in terms of its policies. Inflation has spiralled, taxes have been imposed, and states have been disgruntled by the high-handed behaviour of the centre on multiple occasions.
Worse, it hasn’t been able to tighten laws that govern safety for women. Rapes and sexual assaults on children continue to dominate newspaper headlines, with little change in litigation.
Despite gunning for the dubious record of executing the most hangings of death row inmates in the shortest span of time, the Congress may have cancelled out that act by standing behind men who are alleged to have led the anti-Sikh riots of 1984 – Sajjan Kumar and Jagdish Tytler. While the BJP has, in the past, used the Hindutva tag to come to power, the NDA coalition has taken a moderate stance while actually in government.
The prospect of Modi as Prime Minister has been toyed with across the media and political circles. However, especially with the infighting in the BJP, one wonders whether the saffron party can project him as their Prime Ministerial candidate.
Of course, the recent handling of the anti-Sikh riots cases against members of the Congress forms a counterpoint to the Godhra riots. It doesn’t make much sense for Sonia Gandhi or anyone else to use the ‘maut ka saudagar’ or ‘yamraj’ tag after Sajjan Kumar was given a clean chit.
Besides, Modi’s efficiency in Gujarat can’t be taken as evidence of his ability to rule a country. He has never been a major player in national politics, and has never held any portfolio at the centre. Does he have it in him to unite the fractured wings of the BJP across states, and to force his way in states where the BJP and its allies are not in power?
His election to the post of Prime Minister would pose diplomatic challenges for several countries, including the US, which has twice denied him a visa to visit. At the moment, though, this elevation doesn’t seem likely.
A far more likely scenario would be a trussed-up coalition, hastily formed after negotiations. How long would such a government last, and how safe will we be under it? A put-together coalition will doesn’t have to think about the long-term impact of its decisions on any particular party. The personal interests of each party, and its key members, are likely to dominate.
Without a majority in Parliament, any change in policy, or Bill, would be difficult to push through. But, more worryingly, a collapse of the government itself could lead to a reshuffling that will not appeal to the public. We will continue to have no say in whom we would like as Prime Minister.
The last few years have been a bitter disappointment, with Manmohan Singh, who was responsible for the rejuvenation of the economy as Finance Minister, doing no justice to his position as Prime Minister. It is embarrassing for a country that prides itself on being the largest democracy in the world to be run out of drawing rooms, for the decisions that affect 1.2 billion people to be made by a woman who doesn’t hold a portfolio, and who didn’t even hold Indian citizenship until 1983.
We’re prepared for change, but can we vote in change without knowing what it will mean for us? Perhaps we would have had better options if our leaders hadn’t inherited their constituencies, if each party had a credible structure, where its leaders were groomed from the grassroots level, and inducted into national politics from student politics.

Grass vs Zombies

(Published in The Sunday Guardian, on May 13, 2013, retrieved from http://www.sunday-guardian.com/masala-art/grass-vs-zombies)



Cast: Saif Ali Khan, Kunal Khemu, Vir Das, Anand Tiwari
Director: Raj Nidimoru, Krishna D K
Rating: 3.5 stars
Go Goa Gone has arguably the best opening for a desi zom-com. It comes out of nowhere, and it’s the unintentional parody of a near-parody. To those familiar with the one-time YouTube sensation ‘Girly Man’, it’s a treat. The film stays in comfortable, trodden territory. The three characters are a clichéd grouping – two idiots who chase skirts when they’re not chasing intoxicants, and one good boy who pays the bills and asks his friends to ‘sudhar jao’. The serious one is Bunny (Anand Tiwari), and the others are Luv (Vir Das) and Hardik (Kunal Khemu). I wish I could tell you the wordplay on the names stayed subtle.
Apart from giving all the hippies in India temporary employment, the film also has a bizarre narcotics-related message. Part ‘say no to drugs’ and part ‘only drugs can cure the ill-effects of drugs’, Go Goa Gone is somewhat unsure about which placard it wants to hold up. My guess is that the filmmakers didn’t want to be seen as promoting drug usage (which they kinda do).
The first half-hour of the film takes us through the pointless, aimless lives of Luv and Hardik. We see them through their disastrous rendezvous with women. But, though we know exactly how each will turn out, the actors deliver nicely on the comic factor. Vir Das’ timing and Kunal Khemu’s expressions had the audience laughing even at the lamer lines. Anand Tiwari, who has a rather trickier role, pulls it off with a combination of deadpan and over-the-top acting.
Once we head to Goa, and find ourselves in a party thrown by the Russian mafia, the fun begins. Boris (Saif Ali Khan) apparently runs a drug cartel, along with his friend-bodyguard Nikolai. We know they’re handy with guns, and with zombies. There’s an unnecessary twist involving Saif’s character that appears to have been thrown in just for a few extra laughs. However, all is forgivable in a film that doesn’t set out to make a whole lot of sense.
What it does seek to do is to keep us entertained, and here it scores. The first half is so quick I was surprised when the intermission was announced. The second is almost entirely predictable, and is a tad bogged down by Saif Ali Khan’s take on pop culture, in what he appears to believe is a Russian accent. He oscillates between impersonating The Terminator and Achmed the Dead Terrorist. The film tries to inject some sentiment into itself, perhaps to indulge Saif’s need to showcase his acting prowess.
The Verdict: While I’m not enthused about the promised sequel, Go Goa Gone surpassed my expectations.

Beamed up by the Brit

(Published in The Sunday Guardian, on May 12, 2013, retrieved from http://www.sunday-guardian.com/masala-art/beamed-up-by-the-brit)


Cast: Chris Pine, Zachary Quinto, Benedict Cumberbatch, Zoe Saldanha and others
Director: J J Abrams
Rating: 4 stars
It can’t be easy to deal with characters who have been through 11 feature films and a famous TV series. Director J J Abrams struck the right note in 2009, by structuring a timeline that neither arrogantly ignores the events of Star Trek’s many previous avatars, nor is encumbered by them.  The new sequel begins with a sequence that throws us into the cracking pace of a frantic adventure. One character dives into an erupting volcano, two others must dodge aliens armed with spears, and Captain Kirk (Chris Pine) and Spock (Zachary Quinto) get into their first disagreement of the film, thus setting the stage for their many subsequent confrontations.
Not being a Trekkie, I may not have caught the references to Star Trek lore, of which I hear there was plenty. But the storyline of Into the Darkness is witty, entertaining, and centred on the characters. Rather than rush madly through to its grand faceoff, it allows relationships to develop, and characters to establish themselves. Among these is a fantastic British villain, played superbly by Benedict Cumberbatch, as scheming as he is commanding, as droll as he is driven.
The plot works at two levels – one deals with an old grouse, while the other deals with friendship and honour. We’re constantly kept in suspense, as the crew of Enterprise weigh their ideals. We’re not disconnected from their dilemmas, as so often happens in sci-fi movies. Instead, we’re led to wonder about what we would do in the same situation – should instinct take precedence over rules? How much collateral damage is permissible?
Yet, the pace doesn’t slow down to contemplative. The film is incident-packed, and the events allow us to look at the dimensions of the humans (and half-humans) involved. Etched into life by their preoccupations and motives, the characters are saved from becoming heavy by the intelligent comedy (though there may be a few too many one-liners for some tastes).
As for the production, the action sequences are perfectly choreographed for Imax 3D. But I get the feeling all sci-fi movies have begun to look like each other. How many iconic cities and monuments must we see blown up, really? But the focus here is on the plot, and that offers plenty of twists – including a revelation that must delight fans.
The Verdict: The film itself isn’t particularly innovative, either in times of storyline or technique, but what works for it is its ability to draw in even a lay audience.


Shorn off the Evil Dead

(Published in The New Sunday Express, on May 12, 2013)




Cast: Saif Ali Khan, Kunal Khemu, Vir Das, Anand Tiwari, Puja Gupta
Director: Raj Nidimoru, Krishna D K
Rating: 3.5 stars
Did we really think an Indian zom-com would be free of Hollywood influences? No. The directors are quite open about lifting scenes off the likes of Zombieland and Shaun of the Dead. For starters, it’s pretty obvious where the idea for the film came in, when a group of six people go trekking across an island off Goa, after an outbreak of zombie-itis. Then, someone decides they can escape the wrath of the flesh-eaters by pretending to be zombies themselves. The directors avoid charges of plagiarism by making the character remark, “I’ve seen it in some film”.
Now, my expectations were really low, and the film was less lame than I was prepared for. As a friend of mine puts it, that’s the most you could hope for from a film that stars Kunal Khemu and Vir Das, supported by Saif Ali Khan and a bazooka. I did laugh more often than I’d hoped to. But the humour depends almost entirely on timing, and a lot of it would be lost on those who have seen the trailer, or read reviews before going to the film itself.
Go Goa Gone begins like a staple yuppie movie – two young men are smoking up, while a third is being responsible. We know already that most of the film will have the junkies coaxing the responsible boy to lighten up. They all appear to work in the same office, and we’re enlightened about all the ways in which Hardik (Kunal Khemu) and Luv (Vir Das) break the rules. With the two eventually needing a break from the decadence of their lives, they pile on to Bunny (Anand Tiwari), who’s being sent to Goa to make a presentation.
So they meet girls – Luna (Puja Gupta), apparently a Facebook friend of Luv’s, though she comes across as a stalker – and do drugs – courtesy the Russian mafia, represented by Boris (Saif Ali Khan). And then, they encounter zombies.
The film tries so hard to be funny that there’s no real scare element. And since the humour is largely borrowed from other movies, it isn’t particularly hilarious. Thankfully, the film isn’t as gruesome as it could have been. But, while the first half zips through, the second goes about as slowly as the zombies themselves.
There are times when the jokes get so lowbrow, one can only roll one’s eyes. And then, there is an in-joke, with Soha Ali Khan making a guest appearance. However, both Vir Das and Kunal Khemu rise to the occasion, with decent timing and expressions, and Anand Tiwari is endearingly funny as the drip on the trip.
The film ends with the predictable promise of a sequel, and one wonders whether the directors will gather up enough original material to hold that one up.
The Verdict: Go Goa Gone isn’t the most original zombie film made, but it is funny enough to make a light weekend watch.

Cumberbatch owns the darkness

(Published in City Express, The New Indian Express, on May 11, 2013, retrieved from http://newindianexpress.com/entertainment/reviews/Star-Trek-Into-the-Darkness--English/2013/05/11/article1584226.ece)



Cast: Chris Pine, Zachary Quinto, Benedict Cumberbatch, Alice Eve, and others
Director: J J Abrams
Rating: 4 stars
I should perhaps begin with full disclosure: I’m not a Star Trek fan, or even follower. The only thing I know about the enterprise – and Enterprise – is the catchphrase, “to boldly go where no man has gone before”. Also, that it introduced me to Patrick Stewart, whose thespian skills have been somewhat diminished for me from overexposure to that red jumpsuit when I was in kindergarten. So, I can’t guess at how J J Abrams’ latest will affect fans. But I do know that it is as good a ride through space as I’ve got in years.
Abrams, the man behind Lost and the Steven Spielberg tribute Super 8, opens the film with a set-piece that is reminiscent of the Seventies adventure films.  Captain Kirk (Chris Pine) and Bones (Karl Urban) flee from the gaudily painted natives of the planet Nibiru, through a fantastic forest, even as Spock (Zachary Quinto) is saving the planet. In other words, we’re plunged into conflict even as the film begins. Before we have recovered, we move on to what will form the basis of the film.
Apparently, not even Star Trek can escape terrorism in the new millennium. Again, the villain makes his entry through a terrible bombing. The credit for the attack is claimed by a Starfleet officer gone rogue. What follows is Enterprise vs John Harrison (Benedict Cumberbatch). But the execution of the retaliation makes one think it may as well be America vs Terrorism. Save for the water boarding.
Cumberbatch is easily the best thing about the film – he makes a classic villain, powerful and menacing at times, low and squirming at others, in much the same way as The Joker in the best Batman graphic novels. Quite as skilled his opponents, he manipulates and manoeuvres his way through their onslaught, setting the stage for a climactic battle that will do justice to the scale of the film. One of my favourite scenes in the film showcases his ability to convince everyone of his sincerity, while weaving an outrageous lie.
Another thing Star Trek Into the Darkness does remarkably well is to keep us guessing about who is good and who is bad. Complicating all of this is the rookie on board (Alice Eve), who naturally develops a crush on Kirk of the Blue Eyes. Abrams is able to flesh out the characters, even while building up to the epic adventure. With Zoe Saldanha completing the love quadrangle, the director cleverly chooses to focus on the dynamic between Kirk and Spock (Zachary Quinto).
The sustained lightness of the crew’s conversation, even as the world is endangered, nicely offsets the final catastrophe. As the denouement begins, we find ourselves involved enough with the characters to be moved by their ideals.
Special mention must be made of the tremendously realistic CGI, which makes for a spectacular climax, and the 3D conversion, which doesn’t disrupt the vintage look and feel of the film.
The Verdict: Enhanced by the wonderful villainy of Benedict Cumberbatch, Star Trek Into the Darkness is as good a space adventure film as one can hope to see.


An off-key musical

(Published in The Friday Times, Lahore, on May 10, 2013, retrieved from http://www.thefridaytimes.com/beta3/tft/article.php?issue=20130510&page=20)


Cast: Aditya Roy Kapur, Shraddha Kapoor, Shaad Randhawa
Director: Mohit Suri
Rating: 1 star
The disclaimer should have read: “Aashiqui 2 doesn’t have a lot to do with Aashiqui (1990), and less to do with love.” Honestly, the filmmakers would have done more justice to the storyline if they’d called it Sharaabi. The film is what happens between the hero’s bouts of drinking, and it plays out like a series of Candid Camera pranks, except that the bakras never find out they’re on camera.
When the film opens to a hysterical audience, you’d think Michael Jackson had risen from the dead and was going to burst into the scene. But, turns out they’re waiting for Rahul Jaykar (Aditya Roy Kapur), a down-on-his-luck singer. Huh? Wait, why are these still people here, two hours after the concert was supposed to begin? That’s the sort of thing only Iron Maiden can pull off, no?
It gets more bizarre. His manager Vivek (Shaad Randhawa) gives our whiskey-swigging hero a reality check, telling him there are no foreign tours and the only gigs he has in hand are in “small places” like Goa – umm, India’s party centre. Meanwhile, a random audience member frantically begs the organiser to let him sing. He believes it’s unfair that he’s not allowed to replace the tardy Rahul. We encounter him throughout the film, glaring and throwing soft drink cans at Rahul, but we never know what he does for a living, or why he’s tailing him.
That’s just one of the things that the film doesn’t deign to explain. We don’t know why thugs beat Rahul up every now and then. We don’t know why he drives with his sunglasses on at night, when he’s drunk. We don’t know why bar singer Aarohi (Shraddha Kapoor) goes shopping for vegetables in the middle of the night. We don’t know why Rahul promises to make her famous. His explanation is that he knew she was serious about her career because he saw her glance at a blow-up of Lataji. Sigh. The only thing she and Lata have in common is a prepubescent voice. We don’t know why she stalks him, and then rages at him like a spurned girlfriend. We don’t know why Rahul’s struggling to make a comeback when a big-time music producer appears to be his mentor. Most importantly, we don’t know why they fall in love.
Their love story hinges on a single, repeated exchange. He calls, “Aarohi?” She turns back. “Kya?” He smiles soulfully, “Kuchh nahin. Bas...yunhi.” Sitar music tingles its way into our nerves. Then, there is a series of set pieces. We know he’s a keeper because he’s sweet enough to play football with slum kids. We know he’s being sidelined because the pizza boy wants her autograph, not his. Every time he sits down to drink – which, as we’ve established, is fairly often – he overhears people gossiping about how he will make her his naukrani. Although he always reacts by stomping off, every song shows her shampooing, shaving, or towelling him. Either that’s domination role-play, or he’s an invalid.
Moving on. When the film is about music, the least you expect is a memorable soundtrack. Failing that, you expect the two leads to have consistent singing voices. But with playback singers changing for each song, there is no distinctive voice. Worse, the music director struggles with the scale. Rahul asks Aarohi to sing in B-flat, and when she trills like a 12-year-old soprano, he nods admiringly. One wonders how either of these colourless characters became a singing sensation, drawing swooning crowds.
The other big mystery is why Rahul took to drink. He slurs, “main marne ke liye nahin peeta, peene ke liye marta hoon.” But poor Aditya Roy Kapur frequently forgets to act drunk, and immediately overcompensates. We never find out why it occurs to Aarohi to cure him of his alcoholism only after the interval. Seriously, girl, didn’t you grow up watching movies in which a wife’s worthiness is gauged by her ability to stop her husband from smoking, drinking, or doing anything fun?
My theory is that his father is to blame. We meet the father only through phone calls. Voiced by Mahesh Bhatt, Papa lives in New York. The first time he calls, he asks Rahul, “Are you in love?” Rahul gasps, “How did you know?” and Papa chuckles, “Baap hoon, saale!” The next time, he offers to quit New York and dance attendance on a depressed Rahul. But when a sobbing Rahul cuts the call, Papa apparently shrugs and gets back to work.
The end of the film is so bizarre one expects that it will be revealed to have been someone’s dream. And when that doesn’t happen, we walk out, showering expletives at the screen.


An interesting series of snapshots

(Published in The New Sunday Express, May 5, 2013)



Cast: Rani Mukerji, Randeep Hooda, Saqib Saleem, Nawazuddin Siddiqui, Naman Jain, Vineet Kumar Singh, Katrina Kaif, Amitabh Bachchan
Directors: Karan Johar, Dibankar Banerjee, Zoya Akhtar, Anurag Kashyap
Rating: 3.5 stars
It’s a hard task to make a coherent film from four shorts. Thankfully, the directors present them as individual features, without the painful, naam ke vaaste interlinking at the end that is so often the case with such attempts. But, it might have been possible to bring in a common thread without overstating it. The film has been marketed as a tribute to 100 years of Indian cinema, but we only catch a glimpse of this in the opening song and the closing song, and both appear discordant in the context of the film itself.
We know the film comprises four stories, each directed by a Bollywood big name. Each sticks to a genre he or she is comfortable with. First up is Karan Johar, focusing on the listless marriage of an urban, journalist couple – Dev (Randeep Hooda) and Gayatri (Rani Mukerji). Gayatri, with the plumpness of a woman settled into marriage, also carries the marks of a neglected wife – heavy but skilful makeup, an enticingly worn sari, and seductive blouses. As a colleague makes eyes at her, another grins, “gale mein mangalsutra, aankhon mein kamasutra?” He’s Avinash (Saqib Saleem), who makes a point of announcing, “I’m gay” to whoever will listen. His friendship with Gayatri has unexpected repercussions on her marriage. Though Karan Johar tries to layer the story, and gets a lot of help from three very good actors, it’s likely that this short will be best remembered for an awkward but passionate, and definitely path-breaking, kiss.
The next short film, featuring Nawazuddin Siddiqui as Purandar, a closet actor, is undoubtedly the best in this collection. Based on Satyajit Ray’s story, Patol Babu Film Star, it is a double tribute – to cinema, and to one of its greatest and most versatile icons. Purandar has a regular life in a regular chawl, helping his wife clean, claiming he is running a business even as he travels long distances to try out for a watchman’s job. Adding a surreal touch to his life is an emu. The story itself is a familiar one to those who have read Ray, and too beautiful to spoil by summary for those who haven’t. But the highlight of this wonderfully-acted short is the climax, in which Siddiqui mimes a story, as an instrumental version of Rabindranath Tagore’s haunting Tobu Mone Rekho plays out. The song, perhaps intentionally, brings to mind Agniswar, in which it featured, along with the acting legend Uttam Kumar. There is also an imagined interaction between Purandar and his acting guru, which is reminiscent of that between Uttam Kumar and his mentor ‘Shankarda’ inNayak.
Both Zoya Akhtar and Anurag Kashyap look at the power of celebrity. While Zoya Akhtar looks at the conventional aspect through a charming story, Kashyap brings in his trademark quirky touch and clever dialogue into his.
The final song is the most jarring aspect of the film. It crowds in scenes from old films, even as our present-day box office draws gyrate. The filmmakers put in one final scene that features all of them, but it’s painfully obvious that they have been sketchily superimposed on a background, and had done their bits individually. This begs the question: couldn’t they all find a single day to come together, for such a landmark celebration?
The Verdict: While the film isn’t quite the tribute it aims to be, it’s definitely worth a watch.

Nichols channels Twain

(Published in The Sunday Guardian, on May 5, 2013, retrieved from http://www.sunday-guardian.com/masala-art/nichols-channels-twain)



Cast: Matthew McConaughey, Tye Sheridan, Jacob Lofland, Reese Witherspoon, Sam Shepard
Director: Jeff Nichols
Rating: 4.5 stars
Perhaps the most charming thing about Mud is the nomenclature of the characters. Director Jeff Nichols, of Take Shelter fame, calls it his portrayal of a culture that may not be there one day – the American South. Just as the wide drawl of Arkansas is streamlined into more respectable accents by education, perhaps names like Ellis, Neckbone, Maypearl, and Juniper will give way to less quaint, more acceptable ones. The eponymous character, played by Matthew McConaughey, is what his name suggests – coarse, dirty, common, but earthy and solid.
 Touted as a modern interpretation of Huckleberry Finn, it’s partly the growing-up story of two boys (Tye Sheridan and Jacob Lofland), who run boats and ride dirt bikes. At another level, it’s the growing-up story of a man who returns, at the risk of his life, to claim the woman he loves, a man who becomes mentor to boys in search of a paternal presence.
Navigating territory that is neither arthouse nor mainstream, the film takes us to a lonely riverside setting, where people live in houseboats and kids can do whatever they want to, unsupervised. Ellis and Neckbone are the salt of this particular earth, raised to talk tough, and be good. And yet, there is space for idealism and daredevilry in the minds of these boys, brought up in the Bible Belt, where divorce is rare and life too tough and practical to accommodate love.
After encountering Mud, they must also deal with the idea of morality, in love and friendship. What is the “right thing to do” when you strike a rapport with a fugitive? Should you tell the authorities about him? Should you help him escape, with the woman he loves? Can you trust him, or does friendship transcend mutuality?
The main assertion in the story is perhaps that we, as individuals, will always be who we are. People may attempt to rescue us, and we may try to reach out to them, but we remain who we are at the core. People may give up on us, and we may alienate ourselves from them, but such is our vulnerability that we need to know every now and then that they will be there for us, that they will pull us out of the scrapes we get ourselves into, even when they know we’ll just get into another one.
Towards the end, the film makes us anxious about the ending – part of us wants a happy one, and part of us wants a cinematic one, and somehow, it satisfies both.
The Verdict: A delightful story that marries Mark Twain to Harper Lee, and somehow echoes our own childhoods.

A patchwork tribute

(Published in The Sunday Guardian on May 5, 2013, retrieved from http://www.sunday-guardian.com/masala-art/a-patchwork-tribute)



Cast: Nawazuddin Siddiqui, Rani Mukerji, Randeep Hooda, Naman Jain, and others
Directors: Karan Johar, Zoya Akhtar, Dibakar Banerjee, Anurag Kashyap
Rating: 3.5 stars
Bombay Talkies has been spoken of as a tribute to 100 years of Indian cinema. The filmmakers themselves call it a “celebration”. Perhaps the burden of tribute shouldn’t have been placed on them, because that’s the one factor that pegs down the film. Parts of it seem contrived, because the directors are trying to stretch their stories to fit the theme.
So it is that in one story, a girl sings a couple of Lata Mangeshkar’s classics at a railway station, as if the song Ajeeb dastan hai yehwould seal an urban family’s link to the heritage of Indian cinema. This story, directed by Karan Johar, takes off almost from where Kabhi Alvidaa Naa Kehna left off, except that the loveless marriage is stripped of its pretences by a flashy young man (Saqib Saleem).
Zoya Akhtar’s and Anurag Kashyap’s stories deal with the idea of celebrity. In one case, it is the influence of an actress on the life of a young fan. The story itself is very interesting, especially with its understated exploration of sexuality and gender. However, one wonders why Katrina Kaif of all people must be the chosen idol here. Somehow, for a relative newcomer who isn’t considered particularly talented to be immortalised in this manner simply jars. But this film is notable for the brilliant performance of Naman Jain.
Anurag Kashyap looks at the legend of Amitabh Bachchan, Angry Young Man turned Dignified Patriarch. There’s something pleasantly cocky and grounded about his take on it. He follows a man (Vineet Kumar Singh) who sets out from Allahabad to Mumbai, to meet his father’s favourite hero, complete with homemade goodies. With a somewhat loose narrative structure, Kashyap’s film focuses characteristically on the street life and idiom. There are lines that make us chuckle, and scenes that are poignant in their ridiculousness.
The best of these films, and the one that comes closest to tribute, is Dibakar Banerjee’s short. Starring the excellent Nawazuddin Siddiqui, this story appears to have been adapted from Satyajit Ray’s Patol Babu, Film star. Vignettes of life in a chawl are woven into the insecurities of a man who has lost his ability to act out stories. Nawaz, perhaps drawing from his own experience of living on the edge of cinema for so many years, is superlative. The climax of this story, mimed to Tagore’s Tobu mone rekho, gave me gooseflesh.
The Verdict: Though not consistent, this film is poetry in parts.

Thursday, May 09, 2013

The many roles of Mahesh Dattani

(Published in Fountain Ink magazine, May 2013 issue, retrieved from http://fountainink.in/?p=3555)

He is a playwright, stage and film director, actor, and teacher. Mahesh Dattani speaks about his long, successful career, and his engagement through theatre with socio-political issues in urban India.




Any bio of Mahesh Dattani will tell you that he’s the first Indian playwright writing in English to be awarded the Sahitya Akademi award. From religious fundamentalism, to child sexual abuse, to gender roles, to homosexuality, to arranged marriage, his plays have confronted issues that could cause many an Indian audience to squirm. Alyque Padamsee, one of the foremost names in Indian theatre, has described him as “a playwright who gives sixty million English-speaking Indians an identity”. It’s rather absurd how easily those laurels sit on the ever-smiling, ever-accommodating playwright, who on some days has three different productions of three different plays on in three different countries at the same time.

My acquaintance with Dattani began in college, through his work. Final Solutions was the only play written after the eighteenth century in a syllabus that was roused from its Neoclassical time-freeze by the Sahitya Akademi award. It was the first Indian play I had read that wasn’t written by Girish Karnad. It was powerful enough to make me devour Dattani’s plays, in text and on stage. I met him years later, when he was in Madras to watch a production of the play that had introduced me to his writing. I found it hard to reconcile the warmth of the gentleman with his formidable bio. Weeks after that, I was cast in a production of his Tara, and would find it even harder to reconcile his non-interference in the production with his willingness to give advice and feedback. Those who have been in his workshops will attest that he is as brilliant a teacher as he is a writer. In this interview, the much-published, much-performed, and much-awarded playwright speaks about his craft, and the reactions to it.

You’ve spoken about how plays come alive to you only when they’re read out, and you often work with actors while completing them. Are you still able to follow this playwriting process?

Well, earlier that’s the way it was. Now, the pressure’s too much on me to give full scripts in before rehearsals begin, because in Bombay, things get moving a little quicker.

What is it you like about the process, though?

Well, I think a play, once it’s sort of read out, that’s when you get the feel of how it sounds, and how it moves, spatially and temporally. Because it is a temporal arc. It’s like writing music. Unless it’s played out, you won’t really get an idea of how it moves. That’s the way I feel about it. The ideal situation would be that I get to have the actors come in and read things out my initial draft, and then I can go on with it.

How does it work with radio plays? You’ve written a couple for the BBC.

Well, that’s completely different because the recordings were in London, and they didn’t have a budget to fly me down for the initial rehearsals. I did go once for the recording, but then that’s too late to do anything, to make changes in the script. So you just have to go with what you’ve written, though at any stage you might feel, oh, God, that could have been written differently, or better, or whatever.

How much do you think is gained or lost when a play is read as text, as opposed to seen on stage?

Well, if you’re drawing a difference between a play being read out and it being seen on stage, I would say ultimately, it is as a performance that the text comes alive. But to a writer, I think even having it read out would make a difference, because you could actually hear it. And if you’ve had enough experience in theatre, you would know how it is going to play out as a performance, once the actors bring in their own interpretations and the director brings in her own interpretations – it will have a life of its own, which as a writer, you can’t really control. And you mustn’t control that.

As a corollary to the previous question, those of us who have read your plays over and over again, through rehearsals or as part of a literature syllabus, discover layers not only to characters, but also to plots, everyday. Whereas an audience gets to see the play only once. Are there any devices you use to make sure they get these layers?

Well, that’s the thing...if it has multiple layers or multiple perspectives, it’s ultimately up to the director to make choices. I don’t think the audience needs to get everything, you know, in terms of what the play is resonating. Ultimately, the audience should get what the director and the actors choose from the text, to interpret.

You must be among the youngest playwrights to have become part of college syllabi.

(Laughs) Yeah, I guess first of all, I’m alive and not dead! That, in itself, is quite rare, you know.

But do you remember your reaction, when you first got to know?

Yeah...yeah! I couldn’t believe it. I thought it was a joke. It took a while for me to realise it was true, that people are actually studying my plays!

Being multilingual, has it ever occurred to you to write plays in other languages? There is some dialogue in Hindi and Kannada, and sometimes Gujarati, even in your English plays, but you’ve only written in English as such.

I know. That’s my limitation, that I’m not really multilingual, in the sense that I may speak other languages, but the language which I can express myself in is English. So, I really have that limitation, unlike Girish Karnad, who’s definitely multilingual, because he can write as beautifully in Kannada as he does in English.

But many of your plays have been translated by others. One of the things I enjoy most about your plays is the idiom – it’s the language all of us who speak English at home use, it’s so everyday, with its bits of wordplay, with its Indianisations and Americanisations. Do you think that idiom always lends itself to translation, or are you choosy about which plays you will allow to be translated, and which you will not?

No, I don’t think any idiom lends itself to translation. Even if you look at Bertolt Brecht or any other playwright whom we receive only through English – see, they didn’t write in English, and we don’t get the idiom of the original play. What you’re getting is the trans-creation. So one has to just go with it, because this is the question that has been around ever since translations became popular is that – what are you losing? But the thing is that you lose something, and you also gain something, so I think that itself is important. You can’t expect the same thing to be retained in a translation – it will have its own identity, and if it has to be strong, it has to have its own identity.

I have a question specific to Do the Needful, which you wrote as a radio play. There’s a scene where a coconut-seller is speaking in Kannada, about a prospective bridegroom who doesn’t know Kannada, and the groom is going on in Hindi and English, which the coconut-seller doesn’t understand. The bride understands all of them, and it struck me that if you were staging it in Bangalore, for instance, you could have used the original languages for that bit, and it would have been hilarious. Whereas it had to be entirely in English for the BBC radio broadcast.

Well, it has its own charm in that they’re both speaking in English, but you have to imagine that they can’t understand each other. So, it had its own discovery for the audience – they had to use their imagination to figure out that these two characters are speaking different languages. But you’re right, I think that would work brilliantly in Kannada and in English, because what we’re doing basically then is saying that language belongs to the character. Whereas language actually belongs to the writer. You can have Othello, Moor of Venice, speak in English, and you can have Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, speak in English, because the language belongs to the writer, not the character. But, you know, in English theatre here, we’re not willing to take that leap into art. We don’t consider language an artifice through which the playwright expresses himself. We consider language to belong to the characters alone.

Your sets are usually complicated, and visually very interesting.  Often, they’re integral to the spatial and temporal levels in the play, standing for the past and present, or the real and the imagined. You put down detailed stage directions, and movement is crucial. In this context, can you tell me about your biggest struggles with your first radio play?

Yeah, it was a huge challenge. Because I discovered that it is a very difficult medium to write in. But I also discovered that the kind of shifts I do, in a strange way, this radio drama does allow for, in a different way from the stage. Although it is a completely audio medium, you can go into your characters’ thoughts in a jiffy, and then you can come out and be in a realistic scene. So jumping in and out is easier. That’s what I’ve done with Do the Needful, in that you have the characters going back and forth between thought and dialogue. That’s possible in radio, but that’s not so effective on stage.

But how do you differentiate between the thoughts and the dialogue in audio?

Oh, that’s very easy. It’s the distance from the mic. that the actors stand at. I think for the inner thoughts, it’s a little bit more resonant, or you come closer to the mic., so you can speak softer, and the mic. will then pick up the nuances in the characters’ emotions.

Several of your place have allegorical levels, for which you use your artistic licence with facts, and I know you’ve been asked this over and over again, especially with Tara. Conjoined twins can medically only be same-sex, and here, you make them fraternal twins to bring out the idea of gender. Doesn’t it frustrate you when people tend to focus on the plausibility aspect, rather than the bigger picture? Where do you find the patience to explain your point repeatedly?

(Laughs) I know. It’s just that some people are willing to accept it as an allegory, and some people are not. So it’s perfectly fine if one feels that it is flawed because medically, it’s not possible. But then, so many things on stage may not be possible in reality. Theatre has its own possibilities, and that’s what I would like to explore, and that’s what I am interested in.

You write very complex characters, but they belong to groups that have been stereotyped or spoofed – transgender people, gay men, housewives, male dancers, disabled people...So, do you worry about how actors will portray them, especially when you’re not directing the play yourself?

Yeah, that is true. That’s a matter of great concern – is the actor so shallow as to just be the stereotype and not go beyond it? Fortunately, I’ve had some good productions, where this has not been the case, where actors are sensitive enough to not go with the stereotype. But there are some productions where people just focus on the stereotype, or play them as entirely comic characters, and those can be an eyesore.

But you are very open to people handling your play, often giving them carte blanche. When you give people that sort of liberty, has any production of your plays ever taken you completely by surprise?

Let me see. Hmmm. No, because most of it draws from within the play, and interpretations are very strong. For instance, there was one production in which Dr Thakkar [a character in Tara who is bribed into doing a risky operation to give the fused leg of conjoined twins to the boy rather than the girl, whom it actually belongs to] was played as a woman. Now, the thing is that I felt that was quite interesting in one way. In another way, it tended to create a bias against women. Because the play is about patriarchy, and I do see the doctor figure as belonging to that patriarchal system, where he is completely in control over the lives of these twins; and there’s a resonance of that character with the grandfather, who actually makes the decision in favour of the boy. So, I thought that it brought in a bias, but audiences quite liked it, and thought it was good. There’s another in which Chandan and Dan [the grown-up version of Chandan in Tara] were played by the same actor, which was also interesting – although I felt that a lot of the memory aspect of the play was lost because of that. But that’s okay.

You used to direct and act in all your early plays.

That’s right, the first two – Where there’s a Will and Dance like a Man.

Yeah, so when you were approached by other people who wanted to produce and direct those plays, was it hard for you to give up control and trust them with it? Because people always change things, however closely they follow the script.

Yeah, but one thing I’m very clear about is that you don’t change the script. You can interpret it, and make changes that have to do withinterpretation, but not with script. And I was fortunate that the first director outside of me who directed my play was Alyque Padamsee. He was very respectful to the text, he never changed a word. He made a few edits, and he made some suggestions, but he didn’t change a word, and that’s something I really appreciated about him. And that’s probably why I trust directors, because my initial experiences have been really good.

Do you find it upsetting when your stage directions are not followed, or when the sets are not in keeping with what you imagined?

No, not really. See, I put down those specific stage directions because my plays are crafty, in the sense that they do use stagecraft as part of the storytelling, right? So, if the director understands that and makes a change, then it’s fine. But some directors do not understand that. And if a director who isn’t aware of this makes a change, it may actually go away from the story.

You’ve also been involved with cinema. When you write for the stage, you’re confined by things like spaces, set changes, costume changes, and number of actors. No stage actor wants a walk-on part. Whereas all these restrictions disappear when you take it to film. What aspects of film do you find liberating, and what aspects challenging, as opposed to stage?

(Laughs) All those things you mentioned are the ones I find liberating about film – that you can just go where the action goes. You know, the audience is very fluid in cinema in the sense that they see from the camera’s point of view. And the camera can go anywhere, theoretically. That is very liberating. But cinema also comes with huge constraints. It’s a highly, highly technical medium. And the rhythm and flow are actually created more through edits, through how you cut your film. So, it’s a very technical and clinical process. Of course, editing is an art by itself, but you know what I mean, right? In theatre, what’s exciting is that it’s the actors who have to create the flow and energy of the performance, whereas in film it’s like the actor has no idea how it’s being paced, or where the peaks are. That’s why film is completely a director’s medium. No matter how brilliant you are, you have to just trust your director and follow instructions. 

In the film version of Dance Like a Man, you made the ending far more ‘normal’, less surreal.

I know, I know.  (Laughs) Yeah, see, that’s the advantage of the theatre...that you can have abstract spaces, abstract thoughts on stage. Of course, there are brilliant filmmakers who do create those sort of spaces in cinema, but by and large, it is a graphic medium, and it is in the detailing that it works out. So, I thought it would be a better idea to take a more realistic approach to the ending than the abstract one in the play.

The chronology of the story was different in the film too, there was no back-and-forth like there is on stage.

That’s right. On hindsight, I think I could have been a little bit more adventurous with the structure. It does go into flashbacks and things, but I could have done a lot more with it. Of course, I didn’t direct the film. But I feel that in the writing, I could have done a better job with the screenplay.

One of your main concerns is gender, and this operates at several levels in your plays – one is the obvious; and then, there’s gender via sexual orientation; and then there’s gender via domination, with autocratic fathers emasculating their dependent sons. Would you agree that there’s also a level of gender politics in wives bulldozing over their husbands?

Hmmm. Well, of course there is, in the sense that it’s about power play. So, nobody is a victim forever, and nobody is an oppressor forever. Oppressor and victims are roles that are fluid. So, if you’re looking at liberation, then you’re looking at a tip in the power scale as well. Very rarely do you have a balance. It’s always tipping one way or the other.

The politicians in your plays are always corrupt characters. You once spoke about receiving a phone threat from Shiv Sena. Have there been threats from politicians who see shades of themselves in your characters, or who’ve heard that there may be a character based on them in your plays?

(Laughs) Yeah, the Shiv Sena threat was for a play I directed – Sara [by Shahid Anwar, based on the life and works of Pakistani poet Sara Shagufta] – but I haven’t received threats as such for my plays. Final Solutions did have some problems – not from the Shiv Sena, but when we were staging the play in Bangalore, the Babri Masjid destruction happened one week before opening. So, the organisers decided to pull out the play, and even the Commissioner of Police advised us not to stage it. It was only a couple of years later that I could do the play.

But that’s strange, because the play in fact takes the opposite line, against fundamentalism of any kind.

Exactly. It’s more a play for tolerance, but our attitude is that we like to brush things under the carpet, and we don’t like to talk about it. But it’s in a moment of crisis that you need dialogue. Sadly, that’s when we are less open to dialogue...that seems to be a tendency amongst us.

In this context, do you think the playwright has a definite role to play, in kindling his audiences’ consciences? Or, do you think one shouldn’t write with an agenda?

You shouldn’t write with that agenda. I think you have to be truthful to your characters and your story. But the fact is that we all live in a socio-political environment. So, how clearly can you draw the socio-political environment, and your characters within it? Again, that depends – it varies from playwright to playwright, writer to writer. It’s always a combination of the personal and the environmental. I think drama works best when those two are woven into your characters.

There’s been this argument with drama as well as film – of reflective stories versus instigative. A story that portrays reality is seen as incitement of the wrong kinds of attitudes.

Yeah, that’s a very limited way of looking at the purpose of looking at story, whether it’s theatre or cinema. I think the Greeks had got it right. They believed in catharsis, they went through those tragedies and things because I think they wanted their warriors to purge their emotions and find a way to get it all out, so that they could go and fight wars! And I think we need to do something similar, in that unless we have some kind of a dialogue, a kind of mirroring, we are not going to be able to introspect and reflect on our environment the way we have to.

On the subject of catharsis, even the most serious of your plays have comic characters, moments when the audience can laugh. I’ve often seen other high-tension plays where there’s no comic relief, and the audience tends to burst out laughing at the wrong moments, because they just need some kind of release. How do you time, or gauge, when to bring in the comic relief in a play, without affecting the tension?

Oh, well, all my plays have a lot of humour, even the very first play I wrote – Where There’s a Will – in fact, I think that one had a lot more humour than the later ones. I think comedy is a wonderful way of looking at things, because it has a great way of distancing you. Sometimes, I feel like my plays are comic, and I provide dramatic relief to the comedy, rather than the other way around! Because I really like humour which is satirical, which makes you sort of laugh at yourself, and which also makes you view yourself from a psychological distance. I think that’s very important in drama. I tend to use that a lot in all my plays – comedy and tragedy happening almost simultaneously – maybe with the exception of 30 Days in September. But I can’t draw one thumb rule for all my plays, because ultimately it is a creative process, and each play has its choices. I don’t say okay, I’ve put comedy in one place, and I’m not going to put it in the next scene, or the other way round. It’s always a process of discovering what’s right for the play.

How much ownership do you feel of your plays? Do characters come to you readymade, or do you feel you’re involved throughout, in the process of building them up?

Oh, yeah, it is a process. They don’t come readymade. You’re not transposing them from your head to the paper. I think there’s always a process of discovering the characters, and then they get a life of their own.

Has any ending, or any character, surprised you?

Some have, and some have been sort of predestined. The ending of Tara, for example, was predestined. I knew exactly where it was going. But at the same time, it had its surprises. For example, the whole revelation by the father, instead of it coming from any other source, sort of happened by itself – and I feel that’s open to interpretation. It would be nice to see an interpretation where you feel the father is lying, because it’s his version of the events, and we don’t know the mother’s version. I would like that ambiguity to be played up, because audiences are more than happy to assume he’s telling the truth – unless the director and actor choose to play it that way. Hmm, I can’t think of any of my plays where the ending has surprised me, because I’ve been writing over a span of thirty years, and so often, the process is forgotten. (Laughs)

You teach playwriting as a craft. In your own plays, the dialogue flows so naturally and seems so spontaneous. Do you find it difficult to sort of break this down into a teaching module?

Well, I don’t really teach playwriting. I conduct workshops. If at all there’s any teaching, I teach structure. When you’re teaching structure, you’re looking at basic things like conflict and character and action and stuff like that. You know, what I do is I try and help participants to sort of explore and strengthen whatever they have created, or want to create. So it’s always one-on-one.

To go back to your acting – at the moment, I think most of your characters would be either too young or too old for you. But do you think, in a few years, we may see you playing the autocratic fathers, like the one in Dance Like a Man?

(Laughs) Well, I don’t know, the thought of getting on stage is frightening now. I’m more comfortable as a writer and director. Those are the two things that I love doing.

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