​Tamasha- An antithesis of dream and reality

For many years we all grew up listening to fairytales, or folklores. All these stories started with that one typical phrase of “once upon a time…” generally which carried a significant amount of going back in the time which is unknown; which is undefined. The setting would be like a land where anything is possible, where unicorns and leprechauns still exist. Monsters, Trolls and dragons are as gigantic and scary as the fairies and princesses are pretty. The grandeur of these stories used to take us to a land of mysteries and lots of happenings. 
Ved(Ranbir Kapoor) is introduced in a flashback where his young self is swayed by all these stories of Ramayan, Romeo and Juliet, Lord Krishna, Prithwiraj Chauhan. He created his little world of fantasy blending all the stories he ever heard, shunning away from the outside world of reality and eventually coming to his own mystic land of Corsica. Tara(Deepika Padukone) on the other hand happens to land to this same place following her own childhood dream of Corsica as a land of Asterix. They eventually meet and decide to hide each other’s identities to create a new dream together. Their experiences and the celestial beauty of Corsica touched the right chords of Tara’s heart and she felt an unknown melody from within. As her way to the airport Tara kissing the “sleeping Ved” is symbolic of her own waking up from a dream into an agonizing reality, into the mundane. 

As she comes back to the city of Joy, Kolkata, she realizes she has left behind her joys back in Corsica. Ved and Tara might have had a role-play of Don and Mona darling, but the treasure they were chasing is still hidden.  Thus Tamasha soon unfolds to be a film of a dream within a dream. Where reality is at odds with a fantasy and these constantly clash together. The dream Ved shared with her has refused to let go. She forgets, as many of us, where the dream ends and reality sets in.  Eventually she finds herself in New Delhi for an assignment and her impending discovery starts to peep through already. Four years have gone by between the scene of her leaving Corsica and her fantasies behind and finally she watching him sitting around the corner. This is the first time they get to know each other’s real names. Moreover they get to be introduced to their real selves. But little did Tara knew that the free careless yet intense man she met back in her dreamland is actually a simple product manager who gets scold by his boss and keeps quiet. He is just another man in the crowd who is hardly visible. 

Ved gets rejected on his marriage proposal. Considering his past although he is shattered from inside of this rejection he still manages to keep his calm and composed posture like a programmed robot. Tara says out loud the bitter truth which he has been suppressing for years. Tamasha brings out the fine line between life desired and life destined. Ved acts out on sudden psychological outbreak and gets evicted from his work. In Corsica he was like a free bird without the fear or burden of acting in a way he is supposed to. But Tara points out that the Ved in Corsica is the real Ved whom she fell in love with.

The story and the Hero get a second chance to make the fairy tale have the desired ending. The illusion of the dream and the reality gets uplifted and Ved starts to chase his real self, his real passion, his real dream. The chasing is no less dramatic and crucial especially at the point when all his doors are shut and he has to prove a point to his father and to himself. The prince sets out on his journey to win his LOVE back. His love for storytelling, his love for acting and his love for Tara give him the purpose to fight back at the life which has been laughing at him. The Joker which has been showed a multiple times whenever he is doing something “crazy” like dancing around this classroom, tearing out pages from books, symbolize that free bird he lets out in Corsica. At it is pretty evident that why Tara plays that Joker both in his play and his life. The final scene after the credits Ved whispers into Tara’s ear that he has finally found the hidden treasure. 

The director, Imtiaz Ali, draws another excellent piece of art. Although the box office collection did not do quite a justice to the movie but according to me it is a 4/5. And surely it is not just a one time watch. Surely, it promises a lot of Tamashaa in the battle of real vs reel. 
Article by :- Srobona Chowdhury. 


Posto : Cinema’s gift to grandparents on Mothers’ Day!

Posto” on the dish, on the screen –  it is the same beautiful taste which the Bengalis are addicted to. This is a movie straight from the dining table of Bengali Households. All its emotions, feelings, sentiments are rooted in one soil – The Bengali family! This is a movie about matters of the heart – your childhood replayed, your family matters discussed, your love for two special persons on Earth, relished. This is  Nandita-Shiboprosad’s return gift to those extraordinary relations of Dadu and Thamma and how they overpower, eventually, every other relation (even that of parents) at the end.

“This is the most regressive case, I have ever seen in my career” – says the lawyer at a point of the movie. Ironically, this movie is all about “being progressive” and its “fake realities” pointed to you one by one. A simple story of grandparents who don’t want to give up their grandchild to his biological parents as they do not believe that they are responsible enough, or will have enough “quality time” to spend with him, out of their “working parents’ schedule”. This takes you for a toss – you switch sides often, but you will never question either side, as who knows, the screen is a mirror maybe. An incredible use of court-room drama with no unnecessary “tarikhs after tarikhs” – there may be no suspense in this court about who wins – Jashoda or Devaki – but there will be a simultaneous pity for modern society, a flooding of emotions for your aged parents or your grandparents, and plentiful of love for the Modern Gopal – who has been left in a choice of either stealing “makhan” (growing up in nature) or playing on a smartphone (in the city or in the UK).

So many actors have graced the industry (including Uttam Kumar) – yet one man, in his eighties, is standing strong there, with his perfect grandfatherly poise and a delicacy of acting touch. Soumitra Chattopadhyaya removes Posto from the realms of a movie to occurrences of everyday realities. You want to hug him, play with him, cuddle him – those who have been blessed by getting a grandpa’s love – will take him to another loving dadu just opposite of the screen. Lily Chakraborty is composed as a grandparent who loves her grandson more than any one else, yet is a mother and knows all about the pains of her sons. Jishu U Sengupta gets back in his grove – though belittled by the presence of Chatterjee, he makes full use of what he gets – the scene where he goes to hit his son for a crime of his own and understands the fault – is acting done brilliantly. Mimi is highly under-utilized and sometimes is barred off screen space even. Yet does, a commendable job. Another veteran, who has remained the pillar of Tollywood – Paran Bandyapadhyaya is as grand as ever.  His awe is magnificent. The little boy as Posto is saved by post shooting techniques, and could have been better in choice – but that flaw can be totally overlooked as he is restless, lovable, cute.
Sohini as the lawyer is over dramatic, and hasn’t been able to leave her stage to the camera. She forgets that this is not theatre. The Music department isn’t great either and the “Home Shanti Home” song is unnecessary and very badly placed.

Nonetheless, this is that once in a year outings with your family, to a place very well known, yet so vivid. The characters are from the next door, yet there is a longing to see them there. This is those once in a year times, when your mother tongue’s sentiments are in full flow. This is those once in a year times, when being a Bengali, really matters. This is the once in a year times, when the best director duo gifts Bengal with a special dish.

Go, enjoy being a Bengali, enjoy what your grandparents have done for you, love your parents more – have this specially made item in a restaurant, I mean cinema, near you. The taste will last long, you will come out fully serving your appetite.
My Rating : 4/5.

Article by : Anish Banerjee.