We are in times were entertainment is immediately accessible. The OTT platforms is a boon for someone like me who love to tell stories as much as to listen to it or watch it. What better medium is available for story telling than the cinema?
As Pathan rides high in the theatres, I caught up with three films in three days, a romedy called 18 pages in Telugu, Action Hero in Hindi and Kaappa in Malayalam.
While Kaappa seemed to be a rehash of similar themes and stood out only for the slow menace in Prithviraj’s movements, and 18 pages touched a tender cord of love and longing, I was thrilled by Ayushman Khurana’s Action Hero.
The other day there was a book review competition at the university. Young readers impressed the audience with their understanding of writing styles, plots, characterization, setting, voice and what not.
I came back thinking of how impressive these youngsters are really! How shallow the general perception of a millennial is! How we misinterpret who they are without considering the zeitgeist, the spirit of the times they live in!
That perhaps enthused me to look at my rather impressive buying from the recent Book Festival that I attended, where I was also fortunate to launch my second book, Meenu, the Meemi.
I picked up ‘Thoovanathumbikalum mattu thirakathakkalum’ of the legendary film maker, P. Padmarajan.
I remember how I would devour the iconic Mathrubhumi Aazhchapathippu with a great eagerness as a kid and the imprint of his short story, ‘Rajakumariyum prathimayum’ is still fresh in my mind.
So, long then, so good to pick up a story and read it and get lost again in a world of imagination, of fantasy, of love, of lust and the very realistic and intriguing picturization of love and lust in Padmarajan’s movies. The scripts are of course, very well written, and read like a novel…..
In a world that pinches you with pain, reading and writing is the true escape for any sensitive soul! Luckily, I am also meeting my set demands on my twin passions of reading and writing, all that is to be added is travelling and having some good conversation!!! Good company too, maybe!
MT Vasudevan Nair will always be counted to be amongst the best of Malayalam writers. This film is a cinematic adaptation of one of his stories, how beautifully the writer brings in imagination to fill in the gaps of love and companionship of a young girl. Janutty’s best friends are probably figments of her imagination fueled by the lively engaging story telling of her grand mother. But what I liked is also the way the family dealt with this wandering mind, allowing her only friend to step in and treating her with care.
The borderline between being sane and insane is rather thin. If only the society had more patience to deal with those who are different!
To get a glimpse into the life in rural Kerala, and to enjoy some of the best in acting, you should watch this film freely available on youtube! No subtitles, though!
ചാഞ്ഞിരിക്കാൻ മോഹിക്കുന്ന മനസ്സിനോടെന്തു പറയാൻ തൂണുകൾ താങ്ങു തരാൻ ആഗ്രഹിക്കുന്നിലെന്നോ അതോ മരങ്ങൾ തണല് നല്കുവാന് വിസ്സമ്മതിക്കുന്നുവെന്നോ ചോദ്യങ്ങൾക്കു എന്ത് ഉത്തരമാണ് നൽകേണ്ടത് ചായ്‌വ് ഒരു മഹാ വെൿനെസ്സ് ആന്നെന്നോ അതോ മതിലുകൾ വേർതിരിക്കുന്നവയാണെന്നോ മോഹങ്ങൾക്ക് ആരു തിരിച്ചറിവ് കൊടുക്കും കാറ്റിന്റെ മര്മരവും സൂര്യന്റെ വെളിച്ചവും രാത്രിയുടെ നിശബ്ദതയും വേദനകളാക്കുന്നത് ഏപ്രിൽ മാസത്തിന്റെ മാത്രം പ്രതിസന്ധിയാണെന്നോ അതോ നിഴലുകൾ നീളുന്ന യാമങ്ങൾ ഒറ്റപ്പെടലിന്റെ നീണ്ട നെടുവീർപ്പുക്കൾ വെറും തോന്നലുകൾ മാത്രമണ്ണെന്നോ മരണത്തിന്റെ പതിഞ്ഞ കാല്പാദം സന്തോഷത്തിന്റെ പുതിയ ആദ്യമാണെന്ന് കരുതാം അല്ലെ ഒരു പക്ഷെ അതായിരിക്കും ശരി.
“April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers.” Chaucer
Adhyapika 
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