Chalo, my yearly roundup is here.
Films
One of the things I loved about 2014 was the huge number of films
that were led by a woman. Be it Mary
Kom (which I found okayish)
or Mardaani (which worked for me as an action
film) or Finding Fanny (which I found to be a bit too quirky),
2014 was full of great women characters. Even a male-centric film like Haider had Tabu eating up pretty much
everything around her.
My honourable mention for the year is Highway, an illogical story
about illogical people doing illogical stuff but it managed to weave a spell
around me. I think Alia Bhatt was a revelation in 2014, not only for Highway
but also for Genius of the Year.
[Caveat: Highway did a business of about Rs 30 Cr while Humpty Sharma Ki Dulhania did
about Rs 75 Cr. Hence, do not expect Alia Bhatt to go on too many arthouse road
trips.]
And my favourite five movies of the year are:
[Disclaimer: I haven't seen the following films, which I think
I would have loved: Ugly, Happy Ending and Sulemani Keeda.]
5. Hasee Toh Phasee
Parineeti Chopra just rocked this film, which could have easily
become a Karan Johar cliche. But she was marvelous as the science genius who
would steal from her family to fund her high-tech research instead of buying a lehenga, as Hindi
film heroines are always doing.
4. Queen
We have been seeing single heroines going on European holidays for
a 1000 weeks now but Queen managed to break every cliche we knew. Kangana
Ranaut was the eponymous queen but the entire ensemble cast of the film also chipped
in wonderfully. I especially liked Rajkumar Rao in what can be called the exact
opposite of an author-backed role!
3. The World Before Her
Director Nisha Pahuja pulled off an amazing coup as hers became the
first film crew to shoot inside a Durga Vahini (women's wing of Bajrang Dal)
camp and they followed 24-year old Prachi who trains young girls
there. Pahuja also followed the fortunes of Ruhi Singh as she prepared and
competed in the final rounds of Miss India 2011. Placing these two contrasting
worlds alternately, she created a riveting film on the wildly different lives
open to the modern Indian women.
As the film ended, I wanted to just go home and hug my daughter
tight. Six months later, I feel the same when I think about the film.
2. Jatiswar
A Bengali woman who is super-snobbish about her language. A Gujarati man out to woo the woman. A Portuguese man who made nineteenth century Bengal his home. A Bengali man who seems to be the reincarnation of the foreigner. And a musician-Prophet who blew minds with the score. Srijit Mukherjee explained why he is the most interesting Bengali filmmaker today with a masterful exploration of some legendary characters of Bengali culture and cinema.
1. Filmistaan
A film-crazy Indian gets kidnapped and lands up in the only other
country which loves Bollywood as much as - if not more than - we do. What
followed was magical mayhem as Sharib Hashmi became the comic performer of the
year in a film that was at once a great entertainer and a poignant comment
about our relationship with our neigbour. For once, #IndiaWithPakistan was a
happy memory.
0. Sholay 3D
What can I say about the Greatest Film Ever Made? Watching Sholay
in a multiplex with people around me clapping, cheering, joking, mouthing
dialogues and blinking back tears was easily my best cinematic experience of
the year.
(And oh, I watched the film with Gabbar Singh. When Ahmed's dead body reached Ramgarh, he quipped "#ThankYouSachin".)
(And oh, I watched the film with Gabbar Singh. When Ahmed's dead body reached Ramgarh, he quipped "#ThankYouSachin".)
Books
I read three great non-fiction books that were published earlier
and therefore - strictly speaking - not part of the 2014 list.
Anita Raghavan's The
Billionaire's Apprentice was
a brilliant and tragic account of Rajat Gupta's fall from grace as an Indian
icon to a convicted felon. While the book was really about the Galleon hedge
fund scam, my abiding memory of the book was the devastating unfolding of
Gupta's misfortune.
Rahul Pandita's Our
Moon Has Blood Clots is a
blow-by-blow account of the tragedy of the Kashmiri Pandits' exodus from the
valley. This book looks at one side of the coin while Basharat Peer's Curfewed Night (which is on my to-read list) looks at
the other.
Cathy Scott-Clerk and Adrian Levy's The Siege was a meticulous replaying of the
26/11 attack and it showed page-after-page, line-after-line how the Indian
government's response made a bad situation worse. You always knew that but to
be given proof-after-proof for nearly 300 pages is something that drains you out completely.
Two great books on Calcutta are being kept out of the ranking for
sentimental reasons because I am never able to process Calcutta logically.
Indrajit Hazra's Grand
Delusions is a 'personal
biography' of the city. To start, any book on Calcutta with 'delusions' in the
title has won half the accuracy battle. He does a fine job of identifying some
of the key passions of the city - sweets, cinema, music, Pujo, politics, Park
Street - and going back in time to the starting point. But the biggest triumph
of the book is the 'mood'. The delusional Calcuttan, who sees change around him
and is unsure whether he likes it or not, is captured just perfectly.
[On a personal note, I was born in a nursing home run by
one Dr Hazra in Beleghata. A few pages into the book, I realised Dr Hazra was
Indrajit's grandfather and the book is dedicated to that
nursing-home-cum-residence located at 203 CIT Road, Beleghata.]
In Longing,
Belonging, Bishwanath Ghosh mixes the dispassionate outlook of an outsider
(he is from Kanpur, now working in Chennai) with the erudition and charm of an
insider (he is a Bengali, married to a Calcuttan). He looks at Calcutta's best
known tropes - politics, football, literature, nostalgia, history, food - and
takes a leisurely stroll around them. This is not a history book and the
research is more context-setting than in-depth. The result is a beautiful mix
of fact and opinion, past and present, happiness and melancholy, human and
divine, modern and archaic, longing and belonging.
5. The Master & I - Soumitra Chatterjee / Arunava Sinha
Soumitra Chatterjee writing about his mentor and the greatest
Indian filmmaker is now available in a flowing translation and a great, great
read. One of the very few books in the world where a top actor goes into so
much depth about his life and craft with one director.
5. And Then One Day - Naseeruddin Shah
The brutally honest, incorrigibly cynical, effortlessly funny
autobiography of one of the greatest actors in the world has to be read to be
believed. We are so used to sanitised memoirs that the book has to be read to
be believed.
4. Korma, Kheer and Kismet - Pamela Timms
When I read the couple of pages where the Amritsari Kulcha is
described, my mouth started watering. This book is written like the way great
chefs prepare food - with an eye for detail, a passion for the craft and the
stomach to eat well.
3. The Silkworm - Robert Galbraith
In what is becoming an annual tradition, Cormoran Strike is slowly
building a web of familiar locations, memorable characters and likeable quirks
that will eventually become a canon. The moody detective and his sleuthing have
improved further from the first book and the ambience just makes it
perfect.
2. First Person - Rituparno Ghosh
This two-volume compilation of Rituparno Ghosh's weekly columns
satisfies the low-brow voyeur and the serious film fan. Rituparno talks about
his attending the Abhishek-Aishwarya wedding as well as the Cannes Film
Festival with the same childlike enthusiasm that we saw in his talk shows. He
talks about the difficulties of being gay in India and recounts silly anecdotes from his shooting, both casually and without any intellectual pretensions. He manages to convey a sense
of wonder when he narrates his encounters with stars and displays a starry stubbornness
as he holds on to some of his idiosyncrasies. Overall, a delightful read.
The only disheartening thing is that there will never be a
sequel.
1. Rosebud Sled and Horses' Heads - Scott Jordan Harris
Fifty iconic items from world cinema. The severed head of Khartoum
from The Godfather. The
sled from Citizen Kane.
Even the double-headed coin from Sholay.
Scott Jordan Harris' book is a perfect blend of movie fandom and trivia
geekery. Beautifully illustrated, this is a book that demands you to return
again and again, savour the items like favourite snacks and silently rue that
Indian cinema still doesn't have such luscious books.
Oh... and there is one more item from Indian cinema that just took
my breath away. Read the book to find out.
But of course, I am lying when I say Rosebud Sleds was my favourite book of the year. My favourite book of the year and probably the favourite book of my entire life is Bollybook.
For a large part of the year, I was writing it, revising it and re-writing it till I realised I hadn't really read
it! It was only in the last three-odd months that I started re-discovering some nuggets in the
book (yes, I forgot stuff I wrote myself) and said a silent prayer that the book turned out to be something I enjoyed myself.
And how cool is it that the year is ending with Bollybook ahead of at least one book that it was inspired by.
And how cool is it that the year is ending with Bollybook ahead of at least one book that it was inspired by.
Thank you for making Bollybook - and 2014 - so special for
me!
Wish you a great 2015.
Comments
It was wonderful reading your blog for the 1st time.
Happy New Year.