Women suffer. By habit, choice and circumstance. We feel inadequate most of the time. As home makers we wish we were out there, validating ourselves by earning money. When we have careers, we worry that the kids are growing up without good food on the table, without ironed clothes, without supervised homework. We don’t ever […]
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Author: Reema Moudgil
Forty Years Of Brando, The Godfather
Some films have a gender. Some don’t. For me, Francis Ford Coppola’s The Godfather has none. It is just what it is. A movie that you discover at some point in your life and then keep rediscovering. It never ages though you do. I was roughly about three when it was made and discovered Mario […]
Press Release-The Great Galata
Note: This is a Press Release, not an authored article. Bangalore Theatre comes together to celebrate World Theatre Day with THE GREAT GALATA Date: 27th March 2012. ONE SHOW ONLY. The Great Galata is a curated theatre event to celebrate theatre, theatre people, theatre spaces and theatre performances. It has been envisioned as a start-to- […]
Shama Zaidi-Burning Bright
Memories are like films. Some fade away and some are revisited again and again. Like my interview with Shama Zaidi. Years later, I can still remember her voice pulsing across a long-distance telephone line. As full of character as her writing. Zaidi’s body of work speaks for itself and she is one of the few authentic […]
The Gentle Defiance Of Imtiaz Dharkar
Many many decades ago as a young girl in a small town, I remember reading a cover story on film maker, artist and writer Imtiaz Dharker with growing admiration. She was someone who had battled great odds to acquire personal and creative freedom. I wanted to grow up to be like her. A few years later, […]
Dhobi Ghat: Nuances, Layers And Pauses..
On Aamir Khan’s birthday today..we look back at one of his milestone productions..Dhobi Ghat… There is a moment in Basu Bhattacharya’s Anubhav when from a penthouse where the film is set (owned by Tanuja in real life), you see Mumbai or Bombay as it was in 1970s, waking up to a lazy dawn. There is […]
Kahaani: A Redolent Pickle
This is what Vidya Balan has done. She has distilled the Indian film heroine beyond her size, skin colour, weight, objectification in item songs and orchestrated stardom created around the din of endorsements and tiny roles in big budget films to performance. And presence. The kind that makes you look at a woman beyond her […]
Joy Mukherjee: A Suitable Boy
Just an observation. No one filled a T-shirt quite like Joy Mukherjee. Remember him pulling a rickshaw (in a striped T-shirt) with the fragile Sadhna in his debut film Love in Simla? Or him serenading Sharmila Tagore with Dil Ki Awaz Bhi Sun in Humsaya (yes, again in a t-shirt, red this time) and he and Saira […]
Ravi: A Sunlit Song
I met music director Ravi Sharma a few years ago as a WorldSpace RJ. He was a guest at a concert and was put up in a hotel where I went to interview him at the end of what had been a long day for him. He was a little watchful in the beginning and […]
The Artist: The Sound Of Silence
If Kaagaz Ke Phool had not been Guru Dutt’s self-fulfilling prophecy but just a film about a fading star (a director) and his bond with a protege, it may have ended on a happy note with two lost souls hitching themselves to a rollicking wagon called the Future or Forever. Both Guru Dutt and Michel Hazanavicius’ […]
Paan Singh Tomar: Guts And Glory
This Saturday morning, I walked into a multiplex to watch Tigmanshu Dhulia’s Paan Singh Tomar to find exactly 10 people in the hall. It did not matter. The emptiness around me filled up the moment Brijendra Kalay’s brilliantly shifty, stuttering scribe came face to face with the erstwhile national steeple chase champion, army Subedar and current baaghi, or […]
Abiding Memory
I did not want to write about Whitney Houston’s death because like Amy Winehouse, she too has been turned into a cautionary tale about the failure to deal with success, wealth, adulation and fulfilled dreams. When a glistening firefly crashes and burns..it is the done thing to perform an autopsy upon a life story. Oh, […]