Walking to Maxus, Borivili (W), to see a film is today a political act. Watching Aamir Khan's seeable and enjoyable Dangal, me and the crowd stood up twice: ahead of unspooling Dangal and then again when Geeta Phogat wins a Commonwealth Gold, national flag goes up and all of us stood up. Me stood up for fear of being beaten or locked in like Aamir Khan in Dangal. At home me always stands watching films on youtube and TV. Sofa has been sold. Training to sleep standing. Appeasing bhakts. A shiver as me took the seat costing Rs.160 and Dangal came alive; lost me fear; laughed and guffaed as the first half of the film is fine; the second is not though me went tense on the seat edge as Geeta struggles to win the Commonwealth gold. Aamir carries well and the Haryanvi flavour is for the licking; open fields, the akhada and the jeering and cheering ...; 'achcha kal pannch baje' ahead of every Aamir move; the shot where Aamir asks, with a shade of pride, his daughters Geeta and Babita, the way they bounced two chokras, remains with you; that's the way for women in India to go; give it back to men and hard. Aamir can create a pleasurable fancy on the screen better than most; not an art film, for sure; but yet gets viewers on to his side; and the crisp, cherry dialgoue; Haryanvi aloo paratha times only sports and sports alone can offer; all sports; Bollywood tricks are there; but to be fair, Dangal enchants. Critics crib over the fake fights; yes they are; yes, impressive fakes; Rama asked, ' How do Aamir and the girls do it.' Today in The Indian Express, Dipti Nagpaul-D'Souza dwells on the issue. 'In February 2015, Indore-based Kripa Shankar Bishnoi received a call, asking him to train a film star Aamir Khan in wrestling for his next movie. Taking it for a prank, the coach of the national women's team hung up on the caller. A few days later, the call came again -- this time with more details thrown in, such as the title of the film, Dangal. In a week's time, he was in Mumbai for a meeting with Khan, film maker Nilesh Tiwari and a dozen or so crew members.' Perhaps, Dangal is close to classy Iqbal by Nagesh Kukunoor; lots of gaon cricket, pleasant; Naseeruddin Shah is awesome but takes care to be in the second row with Shreyas Talpade and Shweta Prasad in the front bench. Cricket toward the end is a farce like Indian cricket today. Perhaps Iqbal and Dangal are two good sports films from Bollywood. Dakhi, Shreya, Chiyu and Ganesh roll out chunks of Dangal dialogues. A Big Thank you Aamir for making me Happy. Am still in a Dangal.
Monday, January 2, 2017
Dangal
Walking to Maxus, Borivili (W), to see a film is today a political act. Watching Aamir Khan's seeable and enjoyable Dangal, me and the crowd stood up twice: ahead of unspooling Dangal and then again when Geeta Phogat wins a Commonwealth Gold, national flag goes up and all of us stood up. Me stood up for fear of being beaten or locked in like Aamir Khan in Dangal. At home me always stands watching films on youtube and TV. Sofa has been sold. Training to sleep standing. Appeasing bhakts. A shiver as me took the seat costing Rs.160 and Dangal came alive; lost me fear; laughed and guffaed as the first half of the film is fine; the second is not though me went tense on the seat edge as Geeta struggles to win the Commonwealth gold. Aamir carries well and the Haryanvi flavour is for the licking; open fields, the akhada and the jeering and cheering ...; 'achcha kal pannch baje' ahead of every Aamir move; the shot where Aamir asks, with a shade of pride, his daughters Geeta and Babita, the way they bounced two chokras, remains with you; that's the way for women in India to go; give it back to men and hard. Aamir can create a pleasurable fancy on the screen better than most; not an art film, for sure; but yet gets viewers on to his side; and the crisp, cherry dialgoue; Haryanvi aloo paratha times only sports and sports alone can offer; all sports; Bollywood tricks are there; but to be fair, Dangal enchants. Critics crib over the fake fights; yes they are; yes, impressive fakes; Rama asked, ' How do Aamir and the girls do it.' Today in The Indian Express, Dipti Nagpaul-D'Souza dwells on the issue. 'In February 2015, Indore-based Kripa Shankar Bishnoi received a call, asking him to train a film star Aamir Khan in wrestling for his next movie. Taking it for a prank, the coach of the national women's team hung up on the caller. A few days later, the call came again -- this time with more details thrown in, such as the title of the film, Dangal. In a week's time, he was in Mumbai for a meeting with Khan, film maker Nilesh Tiwari and a dozen or so crew members.' Perhaps, Dangal is close to classy Iqbal by Nagesh Kukunoor; lots of gaon cricket, pleasant; Naseeruddin Shah is awesome but takes care to be in the second row with Shreyas Talpade and Shweta Prasad in the front bench. Cricket toward the end is a farce like Indian cricket today. Perhaps Iqbal and Dangal are two good sports films from Bollywood. Dakhi, Shreya, Chiyu and Ganesh roll out chunks of Dangal dialogues. A Big Thank you Aamir for making me Happy. Am still in a Dangal.
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