Spoilers ahead…
They should invent a name for the genre of films that are small, intimate, about 90 minutes long, infused with a Hollywood-indie-movie vibe, filled with good (but not great) writing and down-to-earth performances, scored with guitar and piano rather than a cascade of violins, carefully (but not fussily) framed and shot, attentive to mood and tone and texture – in short, reminiscent of something Nagesh Kukunoor might have shot as a student film had he gone to Whistling Woods. Tanuj Bhramar’s Dear Dad is that kind of movie. It’s like a short story where you know what’s coming, but still keep reading because of characters like the elderly woman who speaks matter-of-factly about her husband’s approaching death (and about his farts). Her son asks her if she’d had a happy marriage. She laughs gently – a you-kids-overthink-things-these-days laugh – and says, “Sach kahoon? Budhape mein yeh sab baatein kaun sochta hai?” I wanted to run to the screen and give her a little hug.
Here’s another character: a wife (Noopur, played by Ekavali Khanna). When we first see her, she’s scolding her little daughter for fooling around with her lipstick. “One of those moms,” we think. But she’s just a mom. She’s going through a hard time. Her husband Nitin (Arvind Swamy) has just told her he’s gay (but then you read the spoiler alert above, right?) and they’re headed for the most amicable divorce in the history of gay men who’ve married straight women. So that’s eating her up, and she’s venting some of that on the little girl with the lipstick. Later, when the child falls ill, she reverts into one of those moms we all approve of – she could have walked in from a gripe water ad. Even better is her reunion with her husband. He cannot stand her new boyfriend, who calls her Noops. But she says, “Why does it always have to be about choices you have made?” She doesn’t raise her voice. Neither does the film. I kept expecting a big, cathartic showdown. It never came.
Some parts come with that first-timer tendency to wrap everything up with a neat bow. It’s perhaps inevitable that a film named Dear Dad is going to be about fathers and sons. We see Nitin with his father. We see Nitin with his son (Shivam, played by Himanshu Sharma). But I wish the reality-show star (Aman Uppal, nailing the character’s narcissism) who advises Shivam hadn’t come with daddy issues of his own. It’s too convenient, too much. I also wish the small subplot with the godman had been axed. I can see why it’s there. Shivam wants to “cure” his father, and he goes about it the way a plucky kid in an Enid Blyton story would – it’s a child’s-eye-view solution to a terribly grown-up problem. But Bhramar isn’t able to pull it off. But this is still an impressive first feature – he has the knack of making the smallest of characters come alive, like the headmistress who insists Nitin call her Sonika and not Ma’am, and then changes her mind.
The film is anchored by Arvind Swamy’s performance – though it’s really his presence, that quiet way he weathers the worst of storms. Something’s shaken him out of his stupor. He was never a bad actor, but he was never more than a bland, buttery hunk on screen who made Madras girls draw hearts on his photographs they kept in their maths notebooks. But look at his suave, villainous turn in Thani Oruvan, and look at him here, struggling to tell Shivam his secret, or clutching his stomach (because he’s sick and hurting) and yet laughing when he reaches the loo and sees the girlie pics Shivam has put up for his benefit. He doesn’t overplay the gayness. He’s not doing that Eddie Redmayne thing of trying to mimic a tragic, wilting flower that has an eye on the Oscar for Best Actor Playing an Actress. He’s all man. He just happens to like men.
KEY:
- “Sach kahoon? Budhape mein yeh sab baatein kaun sochta hai?” = Who thinks of these things when you’re old?
- Thani Oruvan = see here
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P
May 14, 2016
Be still my heart! ❤
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sanjana
May 14, 2016
Sweet review.
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ramitbajaj01
May 14, 2016
I wonder if it is fair to compare a cisgender conforming person with a transgender confirming person, because within the cisgender conforming people itself, there are a lot of variations ( based on physical appearance, gait, actions, behaviour or dressing sense).
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Vighnesh Hampapura
May 14, 2016
The comment on the film is after I watch it. But your writing! “It’s like a short story where you know what’s coming, but still keep reading because of characters like the elderly woman who speaks matter-of-factly about her husband’s approaching death (and about his farts).”
That’s why we flock in here when there’s an email notification informing us of a new arrival. The incidental joys your writing gives when you say, “I wanted to run to the screen and give her a little hug.”, that’s when I want to run into and through my screen here and give you a little hug! 🙂
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Rohit Sathish Nair
May 15, 2016
Did you like his performance in Bombay, sir?
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abby
May 15, 2016
As for something having shaken Arvind swamy out of his stupor,could it be the failure of his marriage to his childhood sweetheart that ended in divorce?
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venkatesh
May 15, 2016
I sort of think of ArvindSwami as the Shekhar Kapoor of this generation suave, smart and making bold choices.
Shekhar Kapoor used to come in a T.V serial made, written by women (not sure if anyone remembers that).
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Anuja
May 15, 2016
…he was never more than a bland, buttery hunk on screen
C’mon BR, that is so harsh. Let us not forget that he is the guy who more than held his own against heavyweights like Rajini and Mamooty in his debut film no less. He is a case study on how you can be subtle yet effective on the big screen.
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blurb
May 16, 2016
“He’s all man. He just happens to like men.” Any movie that portrays homosexuality this way – I have huge respect for. I suppose that stems from my penchant for any kind of stereotype breaking. Kapoor and Sons was also like this, no?
BR: I don’t know if I’ve missed you said it somewhere — but how do you decide which movie you’re going to review?
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Utkal
May 17, 2016
This may interest all you Bollywood aficianodos:
Bollywood Badal Raha Hai
Someone commented on one of my Facebook posts on Bollywood, saying that it was dynastic. I wanted tell him and others, it is just the opposite. For me the director is the true creator of any film. And it is here that Bollywood has changed significantly in recent times. The talent pool has widened beyond your imagination.
People like Sooraj Barjatya, Aditya Chopra, Karan Johar, Rakesh Roshan, Farhan Akhtar and Zoya Akhtar are there. But there are a whole bunch of people with non-film background directing Bollywood film today. Among them are people ranging from a NASA scientists from IIT, a Deloitte consultant and a London-based Chartered Accountant to a video cassette shop owner to a seller of chewing gum at traffic signals.
Let me first take up the directors of five of the biggest worldwide grossers ever in Hindi cinema: PK ( 792cr), Bajrangi Bhaijaan (626cr) and Dhoom 3 ( 542cr), Chennai Express ( 422cr) and Prem Ratan Dhan Payo (399cr) . Then I will talk of directors of all significant films in the last 20 years or so.
http://utkaleidoscope.com/bollywood-badal-raha-hai/
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Indu Ramchandani
May 17, 2016
Thank you very much for your review and astute observation … I am the elderly woman playing the mother!
Indu Ramchandani
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Lakshmi Mohan
May 17, 2016
So, I watched the movie today, completely for my huge crush on Arvind Swamy and your review. Completely agree with your review. A short, sweet and sensitive movie, and yes, from my experience, the movie was anchored mainly by “Nitin” and “Shivam”. Rest of the cast was also pleasant.
BTW, I keep wondering how do you manage to make so many notes (crisp and precise) while watching a movie and then compare with the past / present? Phew. Yeah, it is a part of your job, but still, kudos nevertheless. I try to notice things and appreciate the whole scene, but get distracted in the cinematography or the looks / dialogues of the actors. This movie, for example – I fell in love with Dehradun and kept getting distracted with Arvind Swamy’s MTI whenever he spoke in Hindi. 😀
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brangan
May 20, 2016
blurb: I am the Tamil critic for the paper, so I do all the major releases. If I am not reviewing stuff for the paper (say, I am on a break, or there are too many releases), then I watch the film later and do a review for the blog. I try to cover the major Hindi releases for the blog.
Lakshmi Mohan: What is MTI?
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Iswarya
May 21, 2016
I know that question was not directed at me, but let me jump in anyway.. MTI is mother-tongue influence, usually with reference to pronunciation. In other words, Arvind Swamy’s Hindi must have had ‘an accent’.
By the way, I officially protest against that “bland, buttery hunk” description. From what I remember, he was quite convincing, as Anuja pointed out, except in misfires like ‘Pudhaiyal’ (which I once watched on a freak impulse from YouTube, fast forwarding practically every other scene and almost all the songs) 🙂
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vengayam
May 26, 2016
One man’s meat is another woman’s poison I suppose . Pudhaiyal was one rare movie where
1. I could tolerate him
2. Arvind samy too seemed comfortable letting his hair down. the yellow, indigo and such like colors he wore were a blast !
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