Its 2.43 in the morning, the house is echoing with hubby’s snores…the
rest is still and silent. I went to sleep unusually early yesterday,
hence this mid-night wake up alarm followed by a light snack with a mug
full of coffee. So with some time to idle away, I thought of writing
about an amazing film. I watched Zoya Akhtar’s Zindagi na Milegi
Dobara yesterday, first day second show and lo! I am in heaven ever
since.
Little can I complain about the not-so-friendly visual quality of the city center theater in Doha. The movie would not let you indulge in such distractions. It dives into the topic head on. Zoya and Rima (writers) do not waste time going into the nitty gritties of the characters, they would rather let them be. You get treated like the seasoned movie goer that you are, who can do without it for once. And did someone just say that all women writers tend to over sentimentalize...thereby making them lesser writers, creative artists??!(Naipaul…you gotta watch this movies for your own sake)
The film's screenplay, narrative, cinematography and its deliberate ‘silences’ (when words can't match emotions) take you to a superior cinematic experience. You get the first hint of it when Javed Akhtar’s poem hits you for the first time through Imran’s( Farhan) free verse in the background - when prose cannot be the medium, and only poetry can some-what do justice to the feeling of exhilaration. As the characters dive under water, soar high in the open air, get bull-chased with Spain for a beautiful backdrop, you cannot gasp enough. As you watch, you keep thanking the Akhtars, at least I did.
One might also think that the movie would have been as great even without a foreign locale. Farhan attempted a Amir Khan in ‘Dil Chatha Hain’ and you have to give it to him for pulling it off rather well. Only at times his jibes get a little verbose for my taste, but that is hardly a concern when you look at the overall experience. Abhay at his ‘casual’ best, plays the character with the least of antics, idiosyncrasies and makes it every way believable. But for me it looks like a sure comeback for Hrithik, with some convincing dialogues and the Godly looks, he is desirable and lovable!
Zoya will wow you with her intelligent craftsmanship. She introduces songs, scenes, dialogues in the most unpredictable of places. When the audience seems to be heaving, sighing at the catastrophic moments of the characters, she will throw a ‘Sanorita’ on you and prepare you for another soul searching agenda.
The likes of Deepti Naval and Nasirudeen Shah’s characters are minimal but well etched out. The three boys come out alive in such a way that you won’t mind not seeing much of the senior actors.
My wow moment was to see Hrithik getting moved to tears post his underwater experience, as Javed Akhtar’s poetry fills the background. The endless witty jokes that crack you up every now and then are well timed and leaves you craving for rmore.
For a film like ZNMD, the ending could not have been any other way, as the boys run to ‘seize the moment’ your heart races with them. The pulse, the beat, the soul of ZNMD will enthrall you, it will get you talking about it for some time to come, or may be till Zoya’s next.
Little can I complain about the not-so-friendly visual quality of the city center theater in Doha. The movie would not let you indulge in such distractions. It dives into the topic head on. Zoya and Rima (writers) do not waste time going into the nitty gritties of the characters, they would rather let them be. You get treated like the seasoned movie goer that you are, who can do without it for once. And did someone just say that all women writers tend to over sentimentalize...thereby making them lesser writers, creative artists??!(Naipaul…you gotta watch this movies for your own sake)
The film's screenplay, narrative, cinematography and its deliberate ‘silences’ (when words can't match emotions) take you to a superior cinematic experience. You get the first hint of it when Javed Akhtar’s poem hits you for the first time through Imran’s( Farhan) free verse in the background - when prose cannot be the medium, and only poetry can some-what do justice to the feeling of exhilaration. As the characters dive under water, soar high in the open air, get bull-chased with Spain for a beautiful backdrop, you cannot gasp enough. As you watch, you keep thanking the Akhtars, at least I did.
One might also think that the movie would have been as great even without a foreign locale. Farhan attempted a Amir Khan in ‘Dil Chatha Hain’ and you have to give it to him for pulling it off rather well. Only at times his jibes get a little verbose for my taste, but that is hardly a concern when you look at the overall experience. Abhay at his ‘casual’ best, plays the character with the least of antics, idiosyncrasies and makes it every way believable. But for me it looks like a sure comeback for Hrithik, with some convincing dialogues and the Godly looks, he is desirable and lovable!
Zoya will wow you with her intelligent craftsmanship. She introduces songs, scenes, dialogues in the most unpredictable of places. When the audience seems to be heaving, sighing at the catastrophic moments of the characters, she will throw a ‘Sanorita’ on you and prepare you for another soul searching agenda.
The likes of Deepti Naval and Nasirudeen Shah’s characters are minimal but well etched out. The three boys come out alive in such a way that you won’t mind not seeing much of the senior actors.
My wow moment was to see Hrithik getting moved to tears post his underwater experience, as Javed Akhtar’s poetry fills the background. The endless witty jokes that crack you up every now and then are well timed and leaves you craving for rmore.
For a film like ZNMD, the ending could not have been any other way, as the boys run to ‘seize the moment’ your heart races with them. The pulse, the beat, the soul of ZNMD will enthrall you, it will get you talking about it for some time to come, or may be till Zoya’s next.
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