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Friday, February 4, 2011

Movie Review - Yeh Saali Zindagi

A while ago, while chatting him up for my show on TV, I had queried Sudhir Mishra as to why Hindi film industry fails to produce qualitative movies, unlike the 1960s and 1970s, which have tremendous recall value even in the present day? I markedly remember, Mishra didn’t blink an eyelid while answering this one: “That’s because most producers are not literate enough to understand scripts that could elevate the standards of Hindi films. Film-making for them is limited to the weekend business these days.” The proclamation stayed with me!

When you saunter into a cineplex to watch a Sudhir Mishra film, it’s given that this maverick film-maker will serve you non-formulaic stuff. As a viewer, I liked some of his efforts [IS RAAT KI SUBAH NAHIN, HAZAARON KHWAISHEIN AISI], but a few didn’t live up to my expectations. His new film, YEH SAALI ZINDAGI, has already generated the buzz for a variety of reasons. It’s ‘controversial’ or ‘provocative’ title being the key one.

Before I proceed further, let me tell you that the title is of immense significance to the film. Sure, it may sound offensive [the Censor Board chief too raised a hue and cry, asking Mishra to change the title of the film], but why does a commonly used word ['saali'] create an uproar? Actually, I am quite amused at the brouhaha. In our society, we refer to the sister-in-law as saali, don’t we? Besides, almost three decades ago, the Dilip Kumar starrer SAGINA had a very popular song [which we recall to this day], ‘Saala Main To Sahab Ban Gaya’ and more recently, ‘Pappu Can’t Dance Saala’ from JAANE TU YA JAANE NA took the nation by storm. Even recently, the word ‘Saali’ was used in a song from NO ONE KILLED JESSICA, ‘Aali Re Saali Re’. Also, when you view YEH SAALI ZINDAGI, you realize that ‘saali’ has been used as a symbol to the vagaries of life and not as a derogatory, abusive, swear word. It’s not slang, but a flare-up of expression.

Yeh Saali Zindagi Movie Review

It requires a fearless and courageous film-maker [Prakash Jha] to back an audacious film-maker [Sudhir Mishra] to create a motion picture that defies stereotype. The risk involved is colossal, but the satisfaction of having created a product that has tremendous shelf life is incalculable. YEH SAALI ZINDAGI is a striking case in point.

In an industry where mediocre scripts rule and funds are readily available for projects only if ‘saleable stars’ are ready to sign on the dotted line, in an industry where tried and tested formula and shortcuts have become a habit, YEH SAALI ZINDAGI comes as a courageous attempt. It may not be this fiercely independent film-maker’s most accomplished effort, but it has the guts and valor to narrate an innovative story with a brand new approach.

At the same time, I’d like to add that the content is quirky, the relationships depicted in the film are complex and twisted and the format of narrating the story [including the edit pattern] is poles apart from what one is used to watching in the customary Hindi film. Even the spoken language is harsh, crude, with lots of expletives and swear words thrown in. But that’s the beauty of this film. It walks a different path.

Final word? Sudhir Mishra is back in form. You need a strong belly to stomach this one!

Yeh Saali Zindagi Movie Review

Arun [Irrfan Khan] has to save Priti [Chitrangda Singh], the woman he loves, but for that he first has to save the man Priti loves, Shyam [Vipul Gupta], the future son-in-law of a powerful Minister. Meanwhile, time is running out for Kuldeep [Arunoday Singh], the young gangster who is on his last job as his wife [Aditi Rao Hydari] is threatening to walk out on him and he begins to suspect she is leaving him to go into the arms of another man.

The job has gone haywire for it is still unknown to Kuldeep that the Minister’s daughter’s engagement with Shyam is off and now she doesn’t care whether Shyam lives or dies and more importantly, neither does the Minister who Kuldeep hoped would pay the ransom. Priti finds herself inextricably caught in this mess and Arun has to save her life. But for that he has to risk everything and put his own life at stake, he wonders why he should do it at all, if she still loves another man. He’s torn, but love knows no reason.

Sudhir Mishra has worked on a taut screenplay to ensure that at no point in those 2 hours monotony sets in. Multiple stories are running concurrently, but unlike other films, these stories are linked to each other till the very conclusion. There’re twists aplenty and the punches that come at regular intervals startle you since they don’t follow the set blueprint that most Hindi films follow.

Yeh Saali Zindagi Movie Review

But the film is not without blemishes. One, Mishra should’ve ensured that the narrative unfolded in the most simplistic manner, for there are sequences which leave behind queries and come across as difficult to comprehend. Since the film has too many characters and too many incidents taking place in the course of a few days, the treatment had to be simplistic, without confusing the viewer, who’s seated on the fence and is overseeing the proceedings. Also, the inconsistent pacing is a deterrent. Besides, you find sequences that just add to the run time and have not much significance to the main plot whatsoever.

The climax would meet with mixed reactions, especially the ‘bullet’ sequence. It would’ve worked big time in a Manmohan Desai film, but in view of the fact that Sudhir Mishra walks the realistic path, it’s a bit difficult to absorb. Nonetheless, it’s a brilliant way to end the film!

The soundtrack of YEH SAALI ZINDAGI bears a different sound, especially the title track. Sachin Krishn’s cinematography is perfect [the locales of Delhi and outskirts are well captured], but the only problem is that most of the shots have been dimly lit up, which may not be a problem at city plexes having good projection systems, but would pose a problem at smaller towns for sure. Something that even Vishal Bhardwaj had agreed with my viewpoint during KAMINEY. Dialogue [Mishra and Manu Rishi], like I pointed out earlier, are straight out of everyday conversation. The hoi polloi in particular would relish the cuss words, which are generously interwoven in the narrative. Background score is electrifying and the editing [most parts] makes the goings-on impactful.

YEH SAALI ZINDAGI is embellished with gifted actors and as always, it’s Irrfan who leads the pack with a superb performance, holding your attention from the very start. He’s aggressive when required [with Saurabh Shukla], but docile when handling matters of heart [Chitrangda Singh]. Chitrangda looks stunning and matches up to Irrfan in most parts. In fact, her screen persona is so strong you can’t take your eyes off this lady.

Arunoday continues to climb the ladder with every film. The youngster excels in his part and stands out not only because of his towering personality, but also because he’s a complete natural. Aditi Rao Hydari is very good. Saurabh Shukla is an accomplished actor and he proves it yet again. Sushant Singh is first-rate, Vipin Sharma is utmost convincing, Yashpal Sharma is remarkable and Prashant Narayanan is superb, as always. Vipul Gupta is another talent to watch out for.

On the whole, YEH SAALI ZINDAGI is a striking example of new age cinema. A daring film with a brand new approach, it’s impulsive and engaging with skilful direction and power-packed performances as its strong points. This is one more solid attempt that takes the graph of Hindi cinema to a greater level.

The Rating
3.5 out of 5

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Kadwa Sach !!!

क्या आप जानते है इंडिया का वह स्थान जहाँ सबसे सस्ता भोजन उपलब्ध है ? ............

चाय = 1 रूपया प्रति चाय

सूप = 5.50 रुपये

दाल = 1.50 रूपया

शाकाहारी थाली (जिसमे दाल, सब्जी 4 चपाती चावल/पुलाव, दही, सलाद ) = 12.50 रुपये

मांसाहारी थाली = 22 रुपये

दही चावल = 11 रुपये

शाकाहारी पुलाव = 8 रुपये

चिकेन बिरयानी = 34 रुपये

फिश कर्री और चावल = 13 रुपये

राजमा चावल = 7 रुपये

टमाटर चावल = 7 रुपये

फिश करी = 17 रुपये

चिकन करी = 20 .50 रुपये

चिकन मसाला = 24 .50 रुपये

बटर चिकन = 27 रुपये

चपाती = 1 रूपया प्रति चपाती

एक पलते चावल = 2 रुपये

डोसा = 4 रुपये

खीर = 5.50 रुपये प्रति कटोरी

फ्रूट केक = 9 .50 रुपये

फ्रूट सलाद = 7 रुपये

यह वास्तविक मूल्य सूची है

ऊपर बताई गई सारी मदें " गरीब लोगों "केवल और केवल के लिए है जो कि भारत के संसद की केन्टीन में ही उपलब्ध है. और इन गरीब लोगों की तनख्वाह 80,000 रुपये प्रति माह है ............... इसके अलावा इन्हें बोनस के रूप में भारी से भारी घोटाले करके अरबों - खरबों रुपये हडपने की खुल्ली छूट है ...............

और ये सारा का सारा पैसा पब्लिक की जेब से जाता है जिसे हम और आप टैक्स के रूप में चुकाते है...

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Review-Dil Toh Baccha Hai Ji

Story: Naren (Ajay Devgn), Abhay (Emraan Hashmi) and Milind (Omi Vaidya) need to add some spark to their love life. They may be roomies but the three of them have diametrically opposed love stories. Naren's lost his heart to his twenty-something secretarial intern (Shazahn) despite being a divorcee on the wrong side of forty.

Abhay is happy to play toy boy to rich and bored housewife, Tisca Chopra until he meets her free-spirited daughter, Shruti Haasan, while Milind Kelkar is willing to do anything for wannabe actor, Shraddha Das, even if it means spending his life's savings for a shrewd climber. Will the three guys live happily ever after?

Movie Review: Madhur Bhandarkar tries to change tracks. He attempts a switch-over from serious, hard-hitting cinema that chooses to expose the underbelly of society to a light-hearted look at the affairs of the heart. Does he succeed? Well, partially so. For Dil To Baccha Hai Ji may have its heart in the right place but the tone is a bit tenuous and the comedy only intermittently breezy.

Each of the three love tracks have their pros and cons. The highpoint of Ajay Devgn's romance is Ajay Devgn of course. The actor does look visibly uncomfortable with all that talk of virginity and when-did-you-lose-it business and actually brings out the guffaws when he breaks into a '70s ballad at a yuppie party. Emraan's dil dosti story stands out for its gleeful dirty rotten scoundrel act and for the sheer dignity that Tisca Chopra adds to the predator woman cameo. With Omi Vaidya, you know what's there to smile about: the guy's boyish innocence and his never-say-die zeal which, as in 3 Idiots, is totally misplaced again. The girls too comfortably slip into their respective shoes, playing heartbreakers to the hilt. While Shazahn is bubbly and sweet, Shruti is cold and calculating, Shraddha is outrageously exploitative and Tisca is mature and moody.

So where's the glitch? First, the love tangle gets repetitive; the length is a bit too long; the humour missing in many places and the Madhur make-over as a comedy maestro somewhat half-hearted. Nevertheless, there's enough mood and attitude in the film to make for a pleasant viewing. And there's Mohit Chauhan too. Check out his melodious ditty, Abhi kuch dino se, which forms the leitmotif of the film. Very hummable.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

BOOK & AUTHORS

Book NameAuthor
A bend in the riverV.S. Naipal
A brush with lifeSatish Gujral
A House of Mr. BiswarV.S. Naipal
A Million Mutinies NowV.S. Naipal
A Passage to EnglandNirad C.Chodhury
A Prisoner's ScrapbookL.K. Advani
A River SutraGita Mehra
A sense of timeH.S.Vatsyayan
A strange and subline addressAmit Chaudhary
A suitable boyVikram Seth
A village by the seaAnita Desai
A voice for freedomNayantara Sehgal
AansooSuryakant Tripathi Nirala
Afternoon RaagAmit Chaudhari
Ageless Body, Timeless MindDeepak Chopra
Agni VeenaKazi Nazrul Islam
Ain-i-AkbariAbul Fazal
Amar KoshAmar Singh
An autobiographyJawaharlal Nehru
An Equal MusicVikram Seth
An Idealist View of lifeDr. S. Radhakrishan
Amrit Aur VishAmrit Lal Nagar
AnamikaSuryakant Tripathi Nirala
AnandmathBankim Chandra Chatterjee
Areas of DarknessV.S. Naipal
ArthashastraLautilya
AshtadhyayiPanini
Autobiography of an Unknown IndiaNirad C. Choudhury
Bandicoot RunManohar Malgonkar
Beginning of the BeginningBhagwan Shri Rajneesh
Between the LinesKuldip Nayyar
Beyond Modernisation, Beyond SelfSisirkumar Ghose
Bhagvad GitaVed Vyas
Bharat BharatiMaithilisharan Gupt
Bharat DurdashaBhartendu Harischandra
Border and Boundaries: women in India's PartitionRitu Menon & Kamla Bhasin
Bharat BharatiMaithili Saran Gupt
Breaking the SilenceAnees Jung
Bride and the Sahib and the other storiesKhushwant Singh
Broken WingsSarojini Naidu
Bubble, TheMulk Raj Anand
Buddha CharitamAshwaghosh
By God's DecreeKapil Dev
ChandalikaRabindra Nath Tagore
Chandrakanta SantatiDevkinandan Khatri
Chemmen: ThakazhiSivasankara Pillai
ChitraRabindranath Tagore
ChitralekhaBhagwati Charan Verma
ChitrangadaRabindra Nath Tagore
Circle of ReasonAmitav Ghosh
Clear Light of DayAnita Desai
Confessions of a LowerMulk Raj Anand
Confrontation with PakistanB. M. Kaul
Conquest of SelfMahatma Ghandhi
Continent of CrimeNirad C Chaudhary
CoolieMulk Raj Anand
Court DancerRabindranath Tagore
Culture in the Vanity BagNirad C Chaudhury
Days of My YearsH.P. Nanda
DaybhagJeemootwahan
Death of a CityAmrita Pritam
DevdasSharat Chandra Chatterjee
Discovery of IndiaJawaharlal Nehru
Distant DrumsManohar Malgonkar
Distint Neighbours: IndiaKuldip Nayar
Divine LifeSwami Shivananda
Durgesh NandiniBankim Chandra Chatterjee
Dynamics of Social ChangeChandra Shekhar
Eight LivesRajmohan Gandhi
English AugustUpamanyu Chatterjee
Essays on GitaSri Aurobindo Ghosh
Eternal HimalayasMajor H.P.S. Ahluwalia
Eternal IndiaMrs Indira Gandhi
Faces of EverestMajor H.P.S. Ahluwalia
Foreign Policy of IndiaI.K. Gujral
Forty Nine DaysAmrita Pritam
From Rajpath to LokpathVijaya Raje Scindia
GabanMunsi Premchand
GanadevataTara Shankar Bandopadhyaya
GardenerRabindra Nath Tagore
Geet GovindJayadev
Ghasiram KotwalVijay Tendulkar
GitanjaliRabindranath Tagore
Gita RahasyaBal Gangadhar Tilak
Glimpses of World HistoryJawaharlal Nehru
GodanPrem Chand
Golden ThresholdSarojini Naidu
GoraRabindra Nath Tagore
GuideR.K. Narayanan
Harsha CharitaBana Bhatta
HarvestManjula Padmanabhan
Heir ApparentDr. Karan Singh
Himalayan BlunderBrigadier J.P. Dalvi
Hind SwarajM.K. Gandhi
Hindu View of LifeDr. S. Radhakrishan
HinduismNirad C. Choudhury
History of IndiaRomila Thapar
Hullabaloo in a Guava OrchardKiran Desai
HumanyunamaGulbadan Beghum
Hungary StonesRabindranath Tagore
I follow the MahatmaK.M. Munshi
IdolsSunil Gavaskar
India After NehruKuldip Nayyar
India DividedRajendra Prasad
India UnboundGurcharan Das
India of Our DreamsM.V. Kamath
India Wins FreedomAbdul Kalam Azad
India's Priceless HeritageN.A. Palkhivala
Indian PhilosophyDr. S. Radhakrishan
Indira Ghandi ReturnsKhushwant Singh
Indira Gandhi: Badhate KadamKhushwant Singh
Inscrutable AmericansAnurag Mathur
Interpreter of MaladiesJhumpa Lahiri
It's Always PossibleKiran Bedi
Jai SomnathK.M. Munshi
JayadevGeet Govind
Jhansi Ki RaniVrindavanlal Verma
KadambariBana Bhatt
Kagaz Te KanwasAmrita Pritam
KamasutraS.H. Vatsyayan
KanthapuraRaja Rao
Kapala KundalaBankim Chandra Chatterjee
KarmabhumiMunsi Premchand
Kashmir: A Tale of ShameHari Jaisingh
Kashmr: A Tragedy of Errors KayarThakazhi Sivasankara Pillai
Kitab-ul-HindAl-Beruni
Kitni Nawon Kitni BarS.H. Vatsyayan
KulliyatGhalib
Kumar SambhavaKalidas
KurukshetraRamdhari Singh Dinkar
Last BurdenUpamanyu Chatterjee
Life DivineSri Aurobindo Ghosh
LipikaRabindranath Tagore
Lost ChildMulk Raj Anand
MahabhartaVed Vyas
Mahatma Gandhi and his ApolstlesVed Mehta
Malgudi DaysR.K. Narayanan
Malti MadhavBhavabhuti
MeghdootamKalidasa
MitaksharaVigyaneshwar
MrichhakatikamShudrak
My DaysR.K. Narayanan
My IndiaS. Nihal Singh
My Life and TimesV.V. Giri
My Music, My LifePt. Ravi Shankar
My Presidental YearsR. Venkatraman
My TruthIndira Gandhi
Mudra RakshasVishakhadatta
Natural HistoryPlini
New Dimensions of India's Foreign PolicyA.B. Vajpayee
NisheethUma Shankar Joshi
Operation Bluestar: The True StoryLt. Gen K.S. Brar
Our Films, Their FilmsSatyajit Ray
PadmavatMalik Mohammed Jayasi
Painter of SignsR.K. Narayan
PanchatantraVishnu Sharma
ParineetaSharat Chandra Chatterji
Past ForwardG.R. Narayanan
Pather PanchaliBibhuti Bhushan
Plain SpeakingN. Chandrababu Naidu
Portrait of IndiaVed Mehta
Post OfficeRabindranath Tagore
Prem PachisiMunsi Prem Chand
Prem VatikaRaskhan
RajataranginiKalhana
Ram Charita ManasTulsidas
RamayanaMaharishi Valmiki
RaghuvamsaKalidas
RanghbhommiMunsi Premchand
RatnavaliHarsha Vardhan
Ravi Paar (Across the River)Gulzar
Red Earth and Pouring RainVikram Chandra
Ritu SamharaKalidas
SaketMaithili Sharan Gupta
Satya KarischandraBhartendu Harischandra
Sakharam BinderVijay Tendulkar
Secular AgendaArun Shourie
Seven SummersMulk Raj Anand
Shadow from LadakhBhabani Bhattacharya
ShahnamaFirdausi
ShrikantSharat Chandra Chatterji
Snakes and Ladders: Essays on IndiaGita Mehta
Social Change in Modern IndiaM.N. Srinivas
Sultry DaysShobha De
Sunny DaysSunil Gavaskar
SursagarKabirdas
Swami and FriendsR.K. Narayanan
The Bride's Book of BeautyMulk Raj Anand
The Cat and ShakespeareRaja Rao
The Company of WomenKhushwant Singh
The Critical Years: In JailKuldip Nayyar
The Dark RoomR.K. Narayanan
The Degeneration of IndiaT.N. Seshan
The Glass PalaceAmitav Ghosh
The God of Small ThingsArundhati Roy
The Golden GateVikram Seth
The JudgementKuldip Nayyar
The Men Who Killed GandhiManohar Malgonkar
The Seven Spiritual Laws of SuccessDeepak Chopra
The Songs of IndiaSarojini Naidu
The Story of My Experiments with TruthMahatma Gandhi
The Strange and Subline AddressAmit Chaudhuri
The Sword and the SickleMulk Raj Anand
The vendor of SweetsR.K. Narayanan
The way of the WizardDeepak Chopra
Train to PakistanKhushwant Singh
Two Leaves and a BudMulk Raj Anand
Untold StoryB. M. Kaul
UrvashiRamdhari Singh Dinkar
VisarjanaRabindra Nath Tagore
Waiting for the MahatmaR.K. Narayanan
Wake up IndiaAnnie Besant
We, IndiansKhushwant Singh
Wreck, TheRabindranath Tagore
YamaMahadevi Verma
YashodharaMaithili Sharan Gupt
Years of PilgrimageDr. Raja Ramana