If you have wondered how and why did Tom Hiddleston’s name came into reckoning as the new James Bond you do not need to look for more reasons to watch The Night Manager, which I came across on Amazon Prime a tad late. You knew Tom Hiddleston as Loki in the MCU and yes, that didn’t necessarily qualify him as a contender to the Bond mantle by any stretch of imagination. Though he has supposedly lost out, his role and performance in this BBC original to an extent justifies the proposal and I can see now why he was in the news as a wannabe Bond but then John Le Carre’s operatives are diametrically oppostie to Ian Fleming’s and is not exactly a stepping stone to the Bond franchise. Joining Hiddleston is Hugh Laurie, in a role that’s basically Goldfinger sans the theatrics.
Le Carre’s spies almost have desk jobs unlike the gun gadget and girl swapping Bonds we have come to love over the years on the screen. They are conflicted, torn individuals who are affected by the ways of lies and deciet they have chosen or been sent down in life. Guns or fist fights are rarely a solution to their problems. They are no different from moths caught in a spider’s web. In The Night Manager, BBC has rebooted an eponymous Le Carre novel giving it a contemporary backdrop against conflicts more recent and ongoing in and around the region where the story unfolds initially. The series looks at the business of war and drives home the fact that greed drives people like no other desire in this world. Lives are collateral damage and death is the actual produce being exchanged here. Governments are ultimately nothing but ordinary people with extraordinary powers and the intentions of a governement are only as good as the principles that drive the individuals or the lack of it.From corrupt bureaucrats to idealistic intelligence officials, Night Manager has them all. The hero if I may call him that is not led by ideals but a thirst for revenge, is how i read the character.
The Night Manager is fast paced and makes for excellent binge watching on a lazy weekend.The proceedings on screen are quick and not much time is wasted between deaths,betrayals and bondings, pun unintended.For a show that scorched ahead from episode to episode the ending I must admist came across as a bit of a low key affair but I guess that’s how the”bad guys” go down in the real world, if they do at all that is.Olivia Colman who has made a career of playing the working class crimefighting mom plays a very pregnant intelligence officer and is a delight as always.Tom Hollander successfully irritates the hell out of Hiddleston and the viewer in a man Friday role to Laurie’s Roper. Elizabeth Debicki proves that she is not just a very pretty face. If you are looking for some fast thrills and international intrigue, The Night Manager is a perfect watch.Everything about The Night Manager is as British as it gets but the series doesn’t take sides or point fingers in the name of ethnicity or skin color and maybe the makers of a terribly biased and superficial series like Jack Ryan which debuted on Prime recently could take a leaf of out of this Le Caree book adaptation, so to speak.
Of the four movies made by Sriram Raghvan until Andhadhun, Johnny Gaddar defines his sensibilites as a filmmaker the most I’d say. The man obviously has an obsession with Bollywood thrillers and music from the 70s and makes conscious effort to use it as a motif in every movie of his, not much unlike Tarantino’s thing for B movies from Italy and Hong Kong. Though his debut as a director was in the Ram Gopal Varma stable with Ek Haseena Thi, it was indeed with Johnny Gaddar that Sriram Raghavan truly came into his own. Everything about the movie was alien to Bollywood at the time it was released. Sriram Raghavan had quietly slipped in neo-noir into the Bollywood portfolio. He has the most outlandish choice of lead actors too interestingly. Saif Ali Khan broke new ground with Ek Haseena Thi, Neil Nitin Mukesh had a gritty debut in Johnny Gaddar, Varun Dhawan dropped his Govinda-born-again desi boy act for the first time, briefly though and asked the audience to take him seriously as an actor in Badlapur and now Ayushmann Khuranna has gone and done the same, explore new territory as an actor, I mean. The twist in Sriram Raghavan films starts right with the casting I guess.
Andhadhun is Sriram Raghavan in top form and he makes your time in the dark hall worth every second of it. The premise was initially Hitchcockian with a dash of Billy Wilder thrown in. More noirish than neo- noir, the proceedings on screen early on invoked memories of classics from Vertigo to Double Indemnity to The Big Sleep. Sriram Raghavan is a man born in the wrong age of cinema I could’nt but help feel and that’s when I noticed a thematic homage to the Coen Brothers brand of filmmaking, a cinematic wormhole between ages I’d say. Like in life and in the Coens’ world, most notably the one in Fargo, in Andhadhun too ordinary people have their lives turned topsy turvy by extraordinary acts of crime in the heat of a moment. Quirky criminal characters are around here too. Sriram Raghavan’s greatest success in Andadhun is that he has managed to imbue a genuine element of humor throughout the film without compromising on any elements of suspense in this taut thriller. It’s that humor factor which might make this film more endearing to the viewers in stark contrast to the gritty thriller that Badlapur was.
Any discussion about Andhadhun would be incomplete without an elaboration about the two individuals who carry this film almost entirely on their shoulders, a measured Ayushmann Khuranna and a terrific Tabu at her wicked best, the Ruk Ruk girl almost but with a deadly twist. She pulls off the difficult role effortlessy and when I tell you that you can’t hate her even in her meanest moments on screen, you could accuse me of being a biased fan boy but trust me, once you get to watch her you’d agree too. You can tell she’s having fun with the role too. Anil Dhawan relives his brief glory days in a role that’s almost him playing himself. Radhika Apte is her brilliant self again and no she’s not frowning, entirely. Zakir Hussain is a Sriram Raghavan regular and transforms into character like always. Another Sriram Raghavan favorite Aswini Kalsekar makes her mark in a brief yet fiesty role. Manav Vij was a new face to me. From the guy who played the autodriver and Chaya Kadam who played Maushi to the kid next door, no character, however short their screen time, is without reason in a Sriram Raghavan film. Everything counts and nothing is what it seems to be, so don’t blink when you’re watching Andhadhun.Kidding.Am I? Find out for yourself.
പണ്ട് ഹിന്ദി പടങ്ങളിൽ ധർമേന്ദ്രയും ജിതേന്ദ്രയും ചെറുപ്പത്തിൽ കുംഭമേളക്ക് പോയി വേർപെട്ടു പോകുന്ന പോലെയാണ് ബിഗ് ബിക്ക് ഞാനും കണ്ണനും വീരയ്യയിൽ കേറി ഇരുന്നത്. ഫസ്റ് ക്ലാസും ഹൌസ് ഫുൾ ആയ കൊണ്ട് ഞങ്ങൾക്ക് അടുത്തടുത്ത സീറ്റ് കിട്ടിയില്ല.ഒരുമിച്ചു പടത്തിനു കേറീട്ട് കൂടെ വന്നവനോട് ഇടക്ക് ഇടക്ക് കമന്റ് പറയാതെ പടം കാണുന്നെന്റെ വിഷമം കല്യാണം കഴിഞ്ഞവർക്ക് ഒരു വല്യ സംഭവം അല്ലായിരിക്കാം എന്നാലും ഏതാണ്ട് പകുതി കഴിഞ്ഞപ്പോ ആണ് ഇതൊക്കെ എവിടെയോ കണ്ടിട്ടുണ്ടല്ലോ എന്ന് തോന്നിയത്. സണ്ണിയെ കണ്ട തിരുമേനിയെ പോലെ. ചോദിയ്ക്കാൻ ആണേൽ ലവൻ അടുത്തും ഇല്ല. കുറച്ചു കഴിഞ്ഞാണ് എനിക്ക് ഫോർ ബ്രദേഴ്സ് ആണ് ബിഗ് ബി എന്ന് കത്തിയത്. ഒരു ഡിസപ്പോയിന്റ്മെന്റ് തോന്നിയെങ്കിലും ലോകത്തിന്റെ ഒരു ഭാഗത്തു ഒതുങ്ങി പോകേണ്ടിയിരുന്ന ഒരു കല സൃഷ്ടിയെ ഭാഷയുടെയും ഭൂമിശശാസ്ത്രത്തിന്റെയും അതിരുകൾ കടത്തി ജനകീയവത്കരിക്കുന്ന സേവന കർമം ആണല്ലോ അണിയറ പ്രവർത്തകർ ചെയ്തത് എന്ന് ആലോചിച്ചു ആശ്വസിച്ചു. ബിഗ് ബി എന്നാലും ഇഷ്ടപെട്ട സിനിമകളിൽ ഒരെണ്ണം തന്നെ. സാഗർ ഏലിയാസ് ജാക്കിയുടെ ടീസർ ഒരു ബി എം ഡബ്ള്യു പരസ്യം ഓർമിപ്പിച്ചു കെട്ടടങ്ങി..അൻവർ കണ്ടപ്പോൾ പക്ഷെ ഡിസപ്പോയിന്റ്മെന്റ് കോപ്പിയടിയുടേതായിരുന്നില്ല ട്രെയ്റ്റർ പോലൊരു സിനിമയെ വെറും സ്ലോ മോഷൻ മഹാമഹം ആയി കുറച്ചതിന്റെതായിരുന്നു.വീണ്ടും ഇത് പോലെ ഒരു അനുഭവം ഉണ്ടായതു ചാപ്പാ കുരിശ് കണ്ടു ഇറങ്ങിയപ്പോഴാണ്. വീരയ്യയിൽ തന്നെ.അന്ന് പക്ഷെ കണ്ടിറങ്ങിയപ്പോൾ അറിയില്ലായിരുന്നു കൊറിയൻ ഹാൻടെൽഫോൺ ആണ് മലയാളവത്കരിച്ചിരിക്കുന്നത് എന്ന്. വണ്ടിയിൽ കേറി വീട്ടിൽ എത്തുന്ന വരെ മലയാള സിനിമ ഒടുവിൽ പ്രമേയപരമായും അവതരണശൈലിയിലും കൈവരിച്ച മാറ്റങ്ങളെ പറ്റി ഞങ്ങൾ വാചാലരായി. അന്ന് സ്മാർട്ടഫോണും ഡേറ്റയും ഇല്ലാത്ത കൊണ്ട് വീട്ടിലെത്തി ബിഎസ്എൻഎൽ വഴി പിസിയിൽ നിന്ന് നെറ്റിൽ കേറി കുത്തുന്ന വരെ ഡിസ്പ്പോയിന്റ്മെന്റ് കാത്തു നിന്നു. ഒരുമാതിരി പണ്ട് ഹൈസ്കൂളിൽ വെച്ചൊക്കെ നമുക്ക് ഇഷ്ടപെട്ട കൊച്ചിന് വേറെ ലൈൻ ഉണ്ടെന്നു അറിയുമ്പോ തോന്നുന്ന ഒരു ഫീലിംഗ് പോലെ ആയിരുന്നു. എക്സൈൽഡ് ബാച്ചിലർ പാർട്ടി ആയപ്പോ പക്ഷെ കോളേജിലെത്തിയിട്ടും ലൈൻ ആവാത്തവന്റെ മരവിപ്പ് ആയിരുന്നു . ഇയോബിന്റെ പുസ്തകം പക്ഷെ ഒരു അപവാദം ആയി, ലാസ്റ് ഓഫ് ദി മോഹിക്കൻസിലെ ഡാനിയൽ ഡേ ലൂയിസിന്റെ കാട്ടിൽ കൂടെയുള്ള തോക്കും പിടിചോണ്ടുള്ള ഓട്ടത്തിന്റെ പാവനസ്മരണ ഒഴിച്ച് നിർത്തിയാൽ. ഇതിനിടക്ക് ട്വന്റി ടു ഫീമെയിൽ കോട്ടയത്തിന്റെ പേര് പല ഇഗ്ലീഷ് പടങ്ങളുടെ പേരിന്റെ കൂടെ പറഞ്ഞു കേട്ടെങ്കിലും എനിക്ക് അത് ബ്രോക്കേഡൗൺ പാലസ് ആയിരുന്നു. സ്റ്റേക് ഔട്ട് വന്ദനവും വൺ ഫ്ലൂ ഓവർ ദി കുക്കൂസ് നെസ്റ്റ് താളവട്ടവും എ റോമൻ ഹോളിഡേ കിലുക്കവും ആയപ്പോഴും പ്രിയദർശൻ സീൻ ബൈ സീൻ പുനർനിർമാണം ഒഴിവാക്കിയിരുന്നു എന്ന് ഞാൻ പറഞ്ഞാൽ എന്നാ പിന്നെ സ്ട്രൊ ഡോഗ്സ് വരത്തൻ ആയാൽ നിനക്ക് എന്നാടാ എന്ന് ആരേലും ചോദിച്ചാൽ ഒരു കുഴപോം ഇല്ല ചേട്ടാ ആയിക്കോ എന്ന് മാത്രമേ എനിക്ക് പറയാൻ ഉള്ളു.ഇതൊക്കെ പിന്നെ എന്തിന് എഴുതിപിടിപ്പിച്ചത് എന്ന് ചോയിച്ചാൽ ഇന്നസെന്റ് ലോ ലാ പടത്തില് രാത്രി കുന്നിന്റെ മോളി കേറി നിന്ന് വിളിച്ചു കൂവുന്ന പോലെ ആണെന്ന് കരുതിയാ മതി.ബട്ട് എ പവർഹൌസ് ഓഫ് ഒറിജിനൽ ടാലന്റ് ലൈക് ഫഹദ് ഫാസിൽ സിംപ്ലി ഡിസർവ്സ് ബെറ്റർ എന്ന് പറഞ്ഞു കൊണ്ട് ഞാൻ ഉപസംഹരിക്കുന്നു.
That there was something endearing about the visuals of Theevandi was evident right from the time the first song streamed it’s way into the hearts of Malayalis across the globe. If you were away from Kerala, the song made you want to hop on the next ride home. It presented before us a place that we wanted to go back to, away from the maddening swipes left, right, up and down our lives are. A place you were not quite sure if it existed for real anymore but desperately wanted to believe it did. Of late more than one film maker has used this as a tool to rope in the audience in the southern most tip of the country who feeds on anything nostalgic with fervor. It started with Maheshinte Prathikaram if I’m not wrong. Felt its tugs again when the song of Thondimuthalum Driksakshiyum debuted and then to some extent in Godha. In Theevandi director Fellini TP and writer Vini Viswa Lal have done their best to ensure that this element of nostalgia flows unhindered throughout the movie.
Theevandi chronicles the lives in a rustic smalltown and the characters are a cross section of the people we would find in a place like that in any part of Kerala. The film focuses on the problems faced by a chain smoking slacker whose habits ultimately end up having even political ramifications in the sleepy laidback countryside where the stroy unfolds. Opening to an incident which lays a sort of mystical foundation for the significance of smoking in the life of the character played by Tovino, the movie is part family drama,part love story and part political satire of sorts. There’s no magical realism here, in fact Mario Vargas Llosa whose book is seen to be held by a character in a passing scene was never exactly an exponent of the literary style though it could be an indicator to the inclinatons of the individuals at the helm. The film takes it’s sweet time to tell the story and there are more than a few laughs once the film gets going. Every actor has delivered in perfectly cast roles. Tovino, Suraaj and Surabhi prove their mettle again. Samyukhta Menon has made a decent breakthrough though it remains to be seen if she is going to stick around or move to the more lucrative industries next door. Most notably Sudheesh has finally shed the tag of the eternal boy next door of Malayalam Cinema that he held close for almost three decades here and makes a mark too.
When it comes to humor in Malayalam Cinema, the bar was set more than a bit high by the likes of Sreenivasan, Sathyan Anthikad, Siddique-Lal and Priyadharshan. In fact these stalwarts themselves have never come close to the standards they set from the mid 80’s to the late 90’s in their more recent works. So it’s hardly surprising if the new crop of filmmakers and actors have fallen short often in their attempts to make Malayalis laugh their hearts out. Sequels to the most loved classics were attempted by desperate wannabes and the results are unforgiveable, at least in my book. Theevandi may not be perfect but it is indeed a functional homage to the golden era of humor. Tovino, who has won hearts with compelling and diverse performances is on a roll with movies like Mayanadhi, Maradona and now Theevandi striking a chord with the audience.
If you have followed the work of writer-director duo Raj and DK in Bollywood in the recent past you obviously do not need to look for more reasons to spend your hard earned money on their latest offering, Stree. They have stuck to just production and writing this time around but their brand of humor and quirky filmmaking is more than intact here. Unlike most Indian filmmakers who try to emulate Hollywood genre films the duo have always tried to put a delicious Bollywood spin to the most western of themes. They did it to the zombie genre with Go Gone Goa, gave us the slick spy action-comedy A Gentleman and now they have decided to give horror a most desi of twists. In Stree they have ventured into Anurag Kashyap territory, the North Indian hinterland, only gleefully.
Stree manages to make you laugh and scare you in equal measures successfully and that is no mean task, in fact its the most difficult thing to do cinematically. The movie is based on an urban legend, a ridiculously true one as the makers proclaim in writing on screen early on. Lending his creative energy in abundance to the brilliant writing is Raj Kumar Rao who has literally stretched every acting muscle in his body to the limit. His performance in the climactic showdown with the titular demon is worthy of an Oscar I’d say. Giving him ample support are Shradha Kapoor, Aparshakthi Khurrana,Pankaj Tripathi and Abhishek Banjerjee. Atul Shrivastava who plays father to Rajkumar’s character makes his mark too. Stree is one of those movies where you the viewer, at some point stops being just a viewer and becomes a part of the events that unfold on the screen. You are not watching a movie anymore, you are in fact hanging out with the characters and you love it so much so that you end up not wanting the movie to end.
Amar Kaushik has graduated from assistant to independent director with flying colors. Raj and DK have helped him deliver a slick yet intelligent debut film here. Strewn liberally across the are hilariously bold digs at the political situation in the country. They’re so subtle that you might actually miss it if you’re not listening intently. Some you might miss because it’s almost hidden in plain sight. One such joke that runs throughout movie is about motorcycles that run out of petrol constantly because people just can’t afford to fill up their tanks like they used to do. There’s one about how some people think peacocks reproduce. Another deadpan line asks you not to be a blind believer. That brings me to the fact that seeing and hearing is believing and believe me this is one movie which proves that despite Netflix and it’s clones watching movies in a packed house where people laugh out loud at the same jokes and jumps at the same scares is an experience in its own. You end up taking sides when you are watching sports. Cinema on the other hand brings people together like no other form of entertainment. Stree is that kind of cinema.
Ghoul lured me in with it’s trailer. Hot on the heels of Sacred Games, here was an Indian Original that looked interesting and featured a prominent cast member from that other rage of the season Anurag Kashyap – Vikramaditya Motwane production too. Though the series speaks Hindi it is set in a more or less unnamed land – except for a brief historical reference by one of the characters- and looks nothing like anything that we have come across on Indian screens, the fact that Sacred Games had set the bars high notwithstanding. Adding to the intrigue off-screen is the presence of a non-Hindi speaking writer-director, Patrick Graham at the helm. Maybe that explains the kind of tone and mood that’s alien to shows and films from our part of the world. Ghoul is pitched as a superatural horror series and it is scary, but not because of the horror element.
Costa Gavras’s Z is as political a movie could get and The Exorcist set the mould in which every other horror movie since has been made. Ghoul has elements of both the classics and their genres in a delicious mix. It presents a dystopia which is not about a dusty, windy, rundown future or a world where machines have taken over, neither is it one where humans have moved to Mars, rather Ghoul leads us into a very real place where the government has taken control of lives and any voice of criticsim and dissent is in danger of being clamped down ferociously. Patrick Graham was researching torture in modern warfare when he hit up on the idea he claims. Now, that must give you an idea. Ghoul even reminded me of The Silence Of The Lambs not necessarily because it had a female officer walking down a dark corridor with prisoners in cells on either side. Radhika Apte seems to be doing at home what Priyanka Chopra is trying away. Manav Kaul transforms into an army officer who’s eons apart from other characters he has recently portrated with ease.One actor to watch out for.
Anurag Kashyap’s first two films never saw the daylight thanks to run-ins with the regulatory authorities, namely CBFC and it later turned into a regular excercise for almost all his productions. So when a giant like Netflix streamed its way onto Indian screens with the kind of creative liberties it bestowed upon talented individuals with whom they joined hands like Kashyap, who has been working the system from within for decades us as an audience were definitely the ones to benefit most. If Kashyap flexed his muscles with Sacred Games, he has gone for the sucker punch with Ghoul. It’s not the demon that’s the scariest in this miniseries, it’s the people in it and the system they represent that leaves you disturbed. If you thought Sacred Games was perfectly timed, Ghoul would leave Rahul Dravid drooling. The release eerily coincided with the crackdown on activists across the country . Kashyap and Co have almost done a Nostradamus I’d say.