Mala Chakravorty
has a Ph.D. in American Women's fiction from I.I.T. Delhi, and Master's degrees in English and American Studies from Delhi University and Smith College, Massachusetts. She has worked in the School of Women's Studies, Jadavpur University, Kolkata, and Women's Studies Program at the University of Hawai'i at Manoa, Honolulu. She switched from academics to Information Technology in 1999, and worked at HCL Technologies, Inc. and NIIT Technologies, Inc. in Atlanta. She recently moved to Orlando, Florida, where she joined InfoSource, Inc. as Account Executive. Apart from her academic articles, Mala's short stories have been published in
Sulekha.com and BAGA annual magazines.
A Sugar Free Romance: Cheeni
Kum
BOLLYWOOD
GUPSHUP
Director: R. Balkrishnan
Producer: Sunil Manchanda
Music: Ilaiyaraaja
Cinematography: P C Sreeram
Cast: Amitabh Bachchan, Tabu, Paresh Rawal, Zohra Sehgal, Swini
Khara
Just a few months after Ram Gopal Varma’s Nishabd,
Amitabh Bachchan is back on the screen romancing a
younger woman in advertising executive R
Balkrishnan’s debut film, Cheeni Kum. However,
that’s where the resemblance ends, and if one were
to make comparisons, Cheeni Kum is closer in spirit
to Jogger’s Park (2003) than it is to Nishabd.
Whereas Nishabd was a dark, brooding narrative about
an older man obsessing about his daughter’s teenage
friend, Cheeni Kum is a lighthearted romantic comedy
about a May-December relationship that evolves
through repartee and witticisms. The title promises
a film sans mush, and for the most part manages to
steer clear of the emotionalism that comes with the
territory of a controversial subject like this.
Therein lays its strength. Whenever it moves away
from this path, it falters!
A film with great potential, Cheeni Kum reminds one
of the lighthearted romantic comedies of the 1970s,
made by Hrishikesh Mukherjee and Basu Chatterji. The
plot is simple – 64 year old Buddhadev Gupta, the
arrogant, sarcastic, sous-chef of London’s top
Indian restaurant and 34 year old Nina Verma, a
strong willed, open-minded, level-headed Indian
tourist, meet, clash, fall in love and want to get
married. The only obstacle is Nina’s father who
refuses to accept a son-in-law older than himself.
Per the requirements of this genre, a few plot
contrivances later, the obstacles are eventually
overcome and everyone lives happily ever after.
To carry on the central metaphor of the film -- food
and cooking -- Balakrishnan adds a few extra
ingredients to add some spice to this primarily
frothy concoction -- Budhha’s 90-plus year old
wisecracking mother who likes wrestling matches and
TV shows like Sex and the City; Buddha’s employees
acting as the chorus, commenting on, abetting and
analyzing the progress of their short-tempered
boss’s love affair. Balkrishnan also throws in a bit
of the slapstick in the portrayal of Nina’s father
as the retired Delhi-ite, obsessing with cricket and
food, living in the lap of luxury, while lauding a
Gandhian way of life. My guess is that the director
hoped to draw in Paresh Rawal’s Hera Pheri fan base
with this character, and going by the audience
reaction, he apparently succeeds. He also keeps in
mind a segment of the audience who may not approve
of purely lightweight cinema, he also decides to
throw in a sub-plot about a little girl with a
terminal illness, inappropriately named ‘Sexy’, who
is Buddha’s only friend and confidante. By making
this child blithely speak in deadpan monotones about
love and relationships and adult movies she wants to
watch before she dies, the director hopes to keep in
tune with the ironic tone of his narrative while
tugging at the viewer’s heartstrings.
Balakrishnan has a dream cast and crew that help him
bring his vision to celluloid reality. The
ubiquitous Amitabh Bachchan delivers an energetic
performance as the overpowering, egoistic, acerbic
restaurateur, swinging between diffidence and
arrogance, between self-doubt and confidence in his
wooing of Nina. Tabu matches his performance with
her natural grace, adding a veiled sensuality to
Nina’s straight-shooting banter. It is Nina who
aggressively drives the relationship. She plays a
game of retreat and withdrawal, exposing the
vulnerabilities beneath Buddha’s bluster and swagger
and gives him a reason to enjoy life. Despite their
age difference, Bachchan and Taboo have great
chemistry and make the relationship not only
believable, but something to root for.
As for the supporting cast, Paresh Rawal is okay as
Nina’s father, but his character is primarily etched
as a caricature, and his “satyagraha” against his
daughter’s choice of life partner is too long drawn
out and drags the film long after it should have
ended. Child artist Swini Khara is very good as
Sexy, the 9 year old leukemia patient. However, the
best component of the film is the 94 year grande
dame of Indian cinema -- Zohra Sehgal as Buddha’s
mother. She lights up the screen with her presence,
the caustic exchanges between mother and son are the
highlights of the film, with Ms Sehgal often
overshadowing her formidable co-star.
First time director Balkrishnan
shows a keen flair for humor and irony. He sets the
stage for a great comedy with crisp dialogue and
creative situations, but unfortunately he doesn’t
really know where to go with his story. He draws
good performances, but the characters remain
one-dimensional. His lead pair is not really given
any history, so it’s a bit difficult to figure out
what draws these two people from such disparate
stages in life together in the first place and what
is it that binds them in a long term relationship.
The actors lend conviction to their portrayal, not
the writing.
The cinematography is excellent as P.C. Sreeram's
camera pans over and zooms into the streets and
interiors of London and Delhi, bringing the
essential character of both cities to life.
Ilaiyaraaja's musical score, that comprises
recreating his popular Tamil scores, is effective.
The dialogue, to the most part, sparkles with wit.
The main weakness lies in the editing. The length of
the film really goes against it, and there is a lot
of deliberate padding with redundant and repetitive
sequences, especially in the second half of the
film. The film would have been far more appealing
had it done away with an hour’s footage. The
melodramatic climax is particularly bad, with some
serious hamming by Amitabh and Paresh Rawal. The
tragic element regarding the little girl Sexy is
also unwarranted and seems to be gratuitously added
on to appease audiences who like the cathartic
release of emotionalism and pathos. Maybe the
director wants to make a profound statement that
life is about give and take – to get something you
really want, you have to lose something you value
greatly! A sound message indeed, but doesn’t really
fit into the schema of the totality of this
particular film!
However, summing up, Cheeni Kum is a commendable
effort by a new director, and is worth watching for
several reasons, other than it is a Bachchan film!
Like Jogger’s Park, this too is a ground-breaking
film because it dares to take a taboo subject, rids
itself of stereotypes and humanizes the story. The
film essentially caters to an urban, elite audience,
and may not have universal appeal. But its strengths
are many. It is essentially a well-made, well
enacted, entertaining, interesting film that is off
the beaten track. Its strength lies in its use of
humor and irony to shake people out of their
preconceptions about relationships, maybe even
taking them a few steps away from conventional value
laden and prejudiced judgment calls and a few steps
closer to tolerance and acceptance.