Sunday, 27 August 2023

MADE IN HEAVEN-2...

MIH season 2 has upped the ante from the last season. It’s grander, harder-hitting, and reeks of all things lush and plush.

MIH 1 was intrinsically raw and earthy, aiming to establish the base for the very real, flawed principal characters of 2 wedding planners and their team, giving the viewers a peek into their background stories, the reasons, and the explanations.  The second season lets them bloom and shine and the new additions to the star cast, esp. Mona Singh enhance the flow of the narrative.

Each episode focuses on a wedding and addresses a relevant contemporary issue (obsession with fair skin, caste prejudice, polygamy, domestic violence, etc.) The entire wedding planning team’s personal lives’ complications are interwoven beautifully with the main theme.

MIH 2 is enriched with high production quality, haute couture, the glossy, slightly wayward, unconventional lifestyle of the rich and their myriad issues, while also scrutinizing sans any judgment, the prevailing social dogmas, the biases and the hypocrisy.

The main star cast of the previous season outperforms each other. In Shobhita’s carefully cultivated persona of a well-groomed lady (Tara),  we see a social climber striking it rich with the top industrialist scion, Jim Sarbh (owning his role with aplomb.) She reveals her vulnerability and inner conflicts as well as her sharp claws.

Arjun Mathur as Karan represents the repressed gay community hiding in a closet for fear of filial and social censure. Legal acceptance has made little progress as the general mindset remains archaic treating LGBT as a freak lot. Case in point is the new addition to the cast, a real-life transgender who is ostracised unapologetically by the majority.

The voiceover at the end of each episode by the MIH photographer Kabir is deep and reflective, unraveling the myth of an emotion called love and a ceremony called marriage. 

MIH takes ingenious digs at the high society with their Pandora’s box full of skeletons, simultaneously reflecting upon the aspirational middle and lower middle-class India, the so-called 'wannabees' who envy and despise the elites in equal measure. 

Sound complicated? Well, that’s MIH for you.

Kudos to the magic of accomplished directors to pull off complex relationships, many of which may still raise eyeballs in middle-class society. There’s substance in style, soul in gloss, and bleak reality lurking beneath the ‘oh so beautiful’ exterior of MIH. It’s funny, it’s thought-provoking, it touches you at some base level, and challenges your sensibilities to mull over the cruel world we are living in! A world where anything different from our established and understood code of conduct is viewed as ‘deviant,’

Any cons, if I get down to dissect an otherwise compelling web series, are the excesses in styling, in set designs, in the ostentatious veneer, in graphically depicting gay sex, in the frequent use of the f… word without so much as batting an eyelid. (How it’s being normalised in all OTT content!) I wish the titans of show biz realise that being understated is an art too, and, at times, subtlety works just as fine!

Eye candy it may be but there’s enough bite in the shiny, multi-layered world of MIH and its characters to make it binge-watch worthy! 


Monday, 14 August 2023

ROCKY AUR RANI KI PREM KAHANI~ mediocrity in a fancy garb!

A potpourri of every conceivable hot topic and a concerted effort to tick all the right boxes by tackling contentious issues like patriarchy, misogyny, body shaming, racism, elitism, cultural differences, and whatnot, Karan Johar went overboard with Rocky aur Rani. The essence is lost and the tutoring & preaching at regular intervals aren’t impactful at all.

Realism has never been his forte and over-the-top blingy sets, thousands of dancers in designer clothes gyrating to forgettable songs make for stunning visuals. Some redeeming features, a few laughs, a hummable melody, and veterans’ presence make for a decent viewing at best. Certainly not the entertainer of the year it's touted to be.

 Something was amiss and the flick didn't catch my fancy despite me being a hard-core Bollywood masala movie fan. 
Could it be that I was suffering from the Oppenheimer hangover? 🤔
From sublime to ridiculous, the journey was definitely arduous.

Friday, 4 August 2023

The Legend of Kishore Kumar

The Legend
Of
Kishore Kumar

He lit up the rainbow of hindi cinema with a voice so close to the divine creation, there was no raga of life left untouched by the warmth of its soul-stirring embrace. 
So eclectic in its outreach, Kishore Kumar’s repertoire was life itself performing in a theatre we all sat spellbound – celebrating all that we love, or mourning the loss of love and perhaps, even the loss of our innocence in that treacherous cesspool of life’s betrayals. 
There was always a song from Kishore Kumar to capture the essence of life in its myriad shades.

When melancholic, Kishore Kumar easily slipped into the deeper pathos – woh sham kutch ajeeb thi, without losing the dignity of the man suddenly imperiled by the pain of disorientation. When ecstatic, he was so full of effervescent charm laced with the racy young leap of desire for romantic love – yeh sham mastani, madhosh kiye jaaye.

His chutzpah came with a modulation of voice differently textured within the same metre – ek chatur naar, badi hoshiyaar, almost designed to serve as a delicious tease to strip a moment, layer by layer, for the bare truth to appear without affectations.

Remembrance.
Kishore Kumar.

The LegendOfKishore KumarHe lit up the rainbow of hindi cinema with a voice so close to the divine creation, there was no raga of life left untouched by the warmth of its soul-stirring embrace. So eclectic in its outreach, Kishore Kumar’s repertoire was life itself performing in a theatre we all sat spellbound – celebrating all that we love, or mourning the loss of love and perhaps, even the loss of our innocence in that treacherous cesspool of life’s betrayals. There was always a song from Kishore Kumar to capture the essence of life in its myriad shades.When melancholic, Kishore Kumar easily slipped into the deeper pathos – woh sham kutch ajeeb thi, without losing the dignity of the man suddenly imperiled by the pain of disorientation. When ecstatic, he was so full of effervescent charm laced with the racy young leap of desire for romantic love – yeh sham mastani, madhosh kiye jaaye.His chutzpah came with a modulation of voice differently textured within the same metre – ek chatur naar, badi hoshiyaar, almost designed to serve as a delicious tease to strip a moment, layer by layer, for the bare truth to appear without affectations.More about him later.Yeh jeevan hai.Is jeevan ka.Yahi hai.Yahi Hai.Rang Roop.Kishore Kumar claimed me. I was still so innocent to the ways of the world. I was faltering. So he sang for me, ‘ Ruk jaana nahin, tu kahin har ke’. When I heard everybody admonishing me, he sang, Kutch toh log kahein gay.Still in my early teens. In the spring of my youth. And so much in love with a school friend, Kishore Kumar crooned, Tere jaisa yaar kahan.When i fell in love with a girl for the first time in my life, I heard Kishore Kumar sing to me , Pyar Diwana Hota Hai.Today, as I live, unable to express my love for someone so dear, I hear Kishore Kumar sing to me, Kya Mausam Hai. Chal kahin door nikal jaayein.Remembrance.Kishore Kumar.