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Bollywood is an alternate universe where musicals rule supreme, and in
that universe, DIL SE is king. The first Indian movie to break into the
UK's box office top ten, Mani Ratnam's tale of love in a time of terrorism
jerks your tears with an iron fist. Its story hardly sounds like promising
musical material, however: a journalist doing a puff piece on India's
50 Years of Independence falls in love with a suicide bomber on the eve
of her final mission. Try dancing to that. But DIL SE does.
Brilliant music
by A. R. Rahman (currently composing a musical for Andrew Lloyd Webber),
unearthly cinematography by Santosh Sivan (who would direct an arthouse
remake of DIL SE, THE TERRORIST), and haunting performances make this
a movie that can stand shoulder to shoulder with SINGIN' IN THE RAIN,
or WEST SIDE STORY. After decades of practice, India has honed the musical
to a precision craft, and while DIL SE would be a compelling movie no
matter what, add in the fact that it's a musical, and buying a ticket
becomes like buying your first tab of acid: a doorway into a far out
world you'd read about, but never been to. GHOST WORLD, MONSOON WEDDING and MOULIN ROUGE (that Top 40 robot with a cash register for a heart) all referenced Bollywood. But most folks who fancy themselves cinema lovers find what's on offer from the world's largest film industry too tacky-sounding. Musicals? Ugh! With images of chubby maidens prancing through mountain meadows while belting out disco numbers, Americans are content to patronize Bollywood. We snicker and smile and make fun of their movies as conventional, clichéd, silly and primitive, when we really don't know what we're talking about. There are 20 theaters in New York and New Jersey that regularly show Indian movies, but you'll almost never find a white person in them. It's a parallel entertainment industry that doesn't want, or need, American validation. If
you thought Indian musicals were all about hairy-chested men with their
shirts open, lip synching in fields, come on down to DIL SE and prepare
to have your expectations shattered and your heart torched until it's
a burnt-out shell. >
A short
essay that shies away from big words on the films of director Mani Ratnam: |
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