Methinks Ayan Mukherji (like what they have done to his name) is quite the dude. I came out from watching 'Wake Up Sid' feeling that he's done a capital job of romanticising Bombay - sorry, Mumbai - in the eyes of all and sundry. Sure, the monsoons are great, it has the dreams that stuff is made of, ... all fine. But in the end, the point didn't really hit home,... that is if there was one. I was reading one of the reviews, which said that rather than a story, it was more a slice of life. Very apt, I thought. Mind you, the slice was very well made. Ranbir and Konkona show us how it's done, and the cameo roles are nice too. And sometimes, the pathos was so stark it hit you in the face: like the scene where Ranbir tells her he is about to leave and go home... her utter desolation at the thought of her impending loneliness, almost like losing a mate (well, not mate yet!). She's the real deal.
The shots of Mumbai brought back memories - a mixed bag of allsorts that creeps up on you unawares whilst you are watching, and clings to your t-shirt like a piece of velcro when you leave the theatre. A warm and fuzzy movie - overall. Now - go watch.
I need a bath now.
Sunday, October 04, 2009
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