The intense story line, the centuries of inhumanity in the name of caste, the film touches a few raw nerves, knowing how caste is still a great divider in this country.
Then there is Vennila, the moon light, a girl so stubborn that she follows her dream and chases it to make them true, be it her favourite doll or her dream love.
For some reason though I am reminded of WB Yeats, Easter 1916, a poem dedicated to the Irish revolution against the British. In the poem, Yeats disparages the man who stole his lover from him and makes a general comment on the “hearts with one purpose alone….enchanted to a stone… a terrible beauty is born”
“A drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
A terrible beauty is born.
Hearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
Enchanted to a stone
To trouble the living stream.”
Sai Pallavi is the very incarnation of true love and Rana Daggubati impersonates the love for a philosophy that gives the right to kill, even one who is most beloved to him. Something is amiss in this film, but it is still a good watch!
Go, watch Virata Parvam on Netflix.