Thursday, October 27

Hitchcock, Angry men and Bollywood - A quick review

Watched few movies this week.

‘12 Angry Men’ was the best among them. If you ever get a chance, please don’t miss to watch this movie. For a movie which was taken in 1957, this one was a brave effort from the director. This movie would give you an experience of a group discussion. It revolves around 12 men who are in a jury which is on the verge of deciding the judgment on a murder case. 11 out of the 12 find the accused guilty. The one guy who thinks that the accused is not guilty talks them out of it and makes them accept his idea on reasonable doubt. Finally the jury unanimously accepts that the accused is not guilty. Prejudice always obscures the truth. That’s the core of the movie. An awesome work of direction, screenplay and acting.

Right after watching this movie and Alfred Hitchcock’s Vertigo, I committed a crime by watching 3 other Hindi movies. That was a sin. You want to what movies they were.

Baagbhan - Oh well what can I say about this movie. Except for ravishing Hemamalini and a good performance by Big B, every single scene of the movie was precariously sentimental. The whole movie was so predictable and gave me an effect of watching a Vikraman's(a tamil director) movie. The movie's attempts to connect this out-of the world characters with the ethos of sentiments towards parents which were so forced that the transcendent and feel-good leaps of that parental sentiment seemed mawkish and unearned. Salman's activities as a philanthropist were the peak of atrocities. Especially in the scenes where he talks to his foster parents with some unusual respect and best was the scene where he and Mahima take aarathi for Amitabh’s and Hemamalini’s photos. I guess the director had thought that the viewers would not even have an iota of sense. I’m perfectly alright with a little bit of sentiments in a movie, but this was a sentimental killer.

Then I put myself into an unwanted struggle by watching these made-to-be-calssic movies (Ek Aur Ek Gyara & Garv). Though I took only 30 minutes for each movie, both of them did not sieze to put me in a sensation of dizziness. These two movies unquestionably take a spot in the list of worst movies I have ever seen.

God Bless Bollywood...Actually I should say God bless us from Bollywood !!!!

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home