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"Zwicky's Law - "The more irrelevant garbage you put into a sentence, the better it sounds." no more bullshit. read on !!"

Taare Zameen Par

Such untainted was Amol Gupta’s effort with the script that I was overwhelmed. Simplicity and sincerity were the key ingredients of Aamir Khan’s directorial debut “Tare Zameen Par”. And during the first 15 minutes of the movie I could draw parallels with my life of all the mundane commotions of our naïve protagonist Ishaan, which by the way gave a splendid performance.

The innate similitudes took me back in time when I use to toss gazillion innovative bahanas to bunk school just for one day, pull some crazy prank, add layers of mud over me by the time I am back from school, virtually box with kids next door, run for a kite, get pampered by mom when dad was designated villain, indulge in rowdy peer comparisons, lie precariously, unleash those captive imaginations in most dilapidated manner, fancy a virtual friend, get over protective about my baby sis, get thrown out from class for every single possible reason, get notes of excellence and not-so-excellence and even worse, of disapprobation.

I did it all and I relived those moments when Ishaan did it. Its not about whether it was appropriate or not or my guilt conscious was taking command or something; it just rejuvenated those careless, or should I say apathetic days of my life. It was about the time when I used to be wacky and reckless. Thinking of consequences was not my obligation; ma-pa did that for me. All I was supposed to do was to do, do whatever I please, however I please.

The childhood that’s eroding with every passing day, was gifted back to me in those 3 hours. The genuineness of the movie was because director himself was living each of the moment with Ishaan. There is a scene, where Ishaan was getting late for school and while running for the bus, he saw a mud-hole. He jumped and splashed it all over. Now to think of it, you need to be a kid. You and I are probably too self-conscious to do something like this now, even to think of it. The scene of flipbook exposed the vulnerability of a 9 year old. A thing like this requires getting into the script, feeling the mood of the movie and most importantly pouring your heart out. Aamir did that.

The second half of the movie was even better. It strikes a chord, leaves a itch somewhere. Parents do make their child live their dream, many a times forcefully. Imaginations are curbed as we grow older. Instincts are kept at bay and materialistic results become the benchmark of life. Dreamers, by default, are labelled as losers.

This movie dares to ask why!! And such innocent, yet mature is the approach that it makes you think. It compels introspection. The impact travels from heart to brain, from emotions to thoughts.

It raises even bigger issues like why in a country like India with such a diverse population; innovation is still an occasional hunch. Why do people here make run of a mill choice and not think beyond the horizon? Why kids like Ishaan have to struggle because they dare to be Howard Roark? The flaw is inherent in us and we all are responsible shelling million kids like Ishaan.

So after all this, do I think I’ll let my kid be so independent that it exempts me from his/her every action? The answer is NO. But then that’s the discussion of some other day. This day and this post is about the movie “Taare Zameen Par”. This movie made its way in coveted “Anshul’s Fav Movie” list and I’ll ask all the readers of this blog to do yourself a favour. You owe it to Ishaan in you.

p.s. I don’t feel like discussing the acting, animation and all those things. Trust me, they were all secondary. But before I forget to mention, lyrics and music were phenomenal.

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  • Blogger Vasudha says so:
    December 21, 2007 4:49 PM  

    must say....movie must be very touching that Anshul wrote those words...im looking forward to feeling all this...thanks anshul for this great effort!! top

  • Blogger Shreyans M says so:
    December 21, 2007 7:29 PM  

    Childhood is d most cherished time in one's life...remembering all the carefree masti & dhamaal... under the shield of Mom & Grand Ma..teachers praising for completing the homework.......telling everybody with that arrogance that I'll get cent percent score...& fun during physical training & sports..making an awesome cricketing shot at a Glass window pane or throwing d ball in the GadhaMar donkey to someone stranger....asking loudly to the passerby to give back the football...watching stars up above the sky on the terrace asking endless questions to papa ....surprising gettign every querry answered...how come my papa has answers to all my questions...
    now i am surrendering to the golden memories... :::)))

    worth reading the blog... Will have to watch the movie...not lucky to watch it on first day first show... but will on weekend...:) top

  • Blogger Silver Mist says so:
    December 21, 2007 8:14 PM  

    Okay, I'll go see it. top

  • Blogger Amiya says so:
    December 21, 2007 9:25 PM  

    Oh, glad to read such a positive review - I was anyway planning to catch this movie since I had pretty high hopes from it, and this just makes me all the more hopeful about the movie. And real nicely written :) top

  • Blogger ~Lord Anshul says so:
    December 21, 2007 9:49 PM  

    @ vasudha : thnkoo thnkoo...i was touched by the movie. so touched that i didnt even wait to come out of the movie hall and called my mom up from the theatre asking her to see it asap.

    and u blog ?? i never knew that.

    @ shreyans : thats exactly what the movie is about, how life in such a nascent and purest form is being tortured by abmitions. top

  • Blogger ~Lord Anshul says so:
    December 21, 2007 9:50 PM  

    @ ishani : please do, i hardly remember if i said so highly about a movie.it has to be watched by everyone. this movie contains what it takes to change the course of life.

    @ amiya : just watch it...comment again after that. top

  • Anonymous Harini says so:
    December 22, 2007 12:50 AM  

    very nice....more so from an audiences' perspective.

    And its not like the run of the mill reviews by the so called official reviewers who damage the film even before audiences get a chance to watch it. :) top

  • Blogger fundoome says so:
    December 22, 2007 7:18 AM  

    not fair....whoever watches it leaves me a msg that i should watch it but still haven't found a company for it :(( top

  • Blogger ~Lord Anshul says so:
    December 23, 2007 11:10 PM  

    @ harini : thnx...that was a consideration. no spoilers.

    @ fundoome : go watch it now kiddo !! you have to. absolute bloody must.

    @ karan : kg ?? top

  • Blogger sonik says so:
    December 28, 2007 11:49 PM  

    I didn't wait for company to watch this movie. I watched it alone and am happy I did so.

    The movie gripped me right from the start. That kids seems to drag out the kid inside the audience. It was ike an endless deja vu when I felt like I had been through such situations myself. When I'd return home hurt after a fight with the neighbouring kids, or when I'd write a fake absent note and forge my Dad's signature; when I felt uneasy going through the "new kid" routine; all those memories rushed back.

    But I was disappointed at the end, why did it have to end so soon? top

  • Blogger fundoome says so:
    January 01, 2008 4:21 AM  

    wanted to watch it on big screen, but couldn't resist the temptation and watched it on my PC and cried throughout the movie. hadn't felt so connected with some Bollywood movie since Masoom top

  • Blogger ~Lord Anshul says so:
    January 03, 2008 7:45 AM  

    @ sonik : no no...i was happy that it ended...if they'd pulled it more..it wud have been a fuck up

    @ fundoome : watch it again,...10 times more feel aayega...killer movie. and tears...we were ten watching that movie...and 4 of them cried top