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Illogical, yet real-Stupid, yet funny-Controversial, yet emotional-Over the top, yet relatable: That’s Rajkumar Hirani’s PK for you! 

We currently have a lot of filmmakers in our country, out of which some are brilliant, some are not. And over the past few years, the cinematic sense of our country has finally evolved and people now really want to watch something different and sensible.
(That’s what most of them say)
*Clears The Throat*
But they still don’t go and watch films like Udaan, Ankhon Dekhi, Filmistaan and Haider.
Luckily for us, we have a filmmaker like Rajkumar Hirani, whose films give us the required commercialism and at the same time, he either teaches us about humanity or helps us understand certain existing prejudices. And with his fourth film ‘PK,’ he’s done it again.

Aamir Khan’s playing an alien in the film and everyone knows that by now, but for me PK wasn’t an alien. He was an innocent kid, probably a 5-6 year old-who unknowingly questioned our people, our society, our religion and our hypocrisy.
Well, that’s how people would react if someone did that in real life and that’s exactly what PK talks about. It doesn’t question God or its existence, it questions the way we look at life, it questions the way we let other things overpower our lives.
PK’s being compared to the Paresh Rawal starrer ‘Oh My God,’ but let me tell you, there’s a small difference between the two. In OMG, Paresh Rawal played an atheist and questioned everything like an atheist. Here, this man is totally confused. He’s like an orphan who’s searching for a religion because he needs help. Someone stole his important property and when he asked so many people for help, they just told him to take help from God. He probably thought God runs a charitable trust and loves helping people. And so the search began.
But the poor lad didn’t know that there were different Gods for different religions, different costumes for different religions and different set of rules for different religions.
But people told him there’s just one God. Then why do we have a Mandir for Hindus, Church for Christians and Mosque for Muslims? And why can’t we take coconut inside a Church and wine inside a Mosque? Plus, if we’re all God’s children, why do we have to bribe him? PK really wants to know. Sadly, nobody has an answer.
And why’s that? Because we’ve just been brought up like that. You don’t cross question.

PK strikes the right chords because of its impeccably sharp writing for which the credit goes to Rajkumar Hirani and Abhijat Joshi, as they use humour (their most powerful weapon) to express the unspoken and the best part about their humour is that it’s situational and natural, not forced. There are so many humorous scenes that’ll make you laugh your guts out, but if you look at them carefully, you’ll realise the importance of those scenes, you’ll realise what’s wrong with the people over here.

For instance: The entire Gandhiji section-it just makes you realise that this man is important because his picture is on the banknotes. Otherwise, no one really cares about him or his pictures.
The condom section-that highlighted the cowardliness of our fellow countrymen. I’m sure it made everyone laugh, but if we look at it carefully, it spoke a lot about the hypocrisy that exists. Sex is still a taboo here.
Dialogues are another high, especially Aamir Khan’s dialogues, as the questions asked by his character are too hard-hitting, impactful, hilarious and true at the same time. There’s a beautiful dialogue in the film which rightly explains that people over here are too conscious to talk about sex, but at the same time violence in public is acceptable.
But seriously, according to the Hindu funeral, we’re supposed to wear white and according to the Christian funeral we’re supposed to wear black, but the Christian brides are supposed to wear white. THIS IS SO CONFUSING, totally opposite! Hirani has noticed something really strange, strangely sensible.

The cinematography is brilliant throughout the film and a few shots deserve a special mention. The ones showing religious beliefs and rituals, where people keep rolling in front of God, as per the Hindu traditions and the Muharram montage-It’s disturbing to see, but C.K. Muraleedharan’s captured it gorgeously. Even the opening sequence where we see PK for the first time, it’s quite nicely shot.

Music is decent, not as good as MunnbhaiLage Raho or 3 idiots, but it blends well. Bhagwan Kahan Re Tu stands out, even because of the way it’s been used. Sonu Nigam’s always perfect, isn’t he? The background score compliments the film really well, but the screenplay is a little bumpy. The first half was crisp and smooth, whereas the second half was a bit stretched and could’ve been way better.

Mukesh Chhabra has once again nailed it with the casting. Right from Anushka Sharma (Jaggu), Sushant Singh Rajput (Sarfaraz), Saurabh Shukla (Tapasvi Maharaj) and Boman Irani (Jaggu’s Boss).
Anushka was vibrant and confident, but Sanjay Dutt, as Bhairon Singh really stood out for me, even though it was a small role. Watching him on screen was a treat.
But this film wouldn’t have been half as good, if Aamir Khan wasn’t PK. He has delivered his career best performance and there’s no doubt about that. From his clothes to his diction, his face to his eyes, his body language to his cues. He was always right there. No one could’ve played PK better than him. He makes you laugh and cry at the same time. He’ll make you fall in love with PK and tukur tukur toh dekhna padega hee sasura. 😛

Overall, PK is not Hirani’s best, probably because of some over-dramatisation in the second half and some really illogical stuff, but it’s still one of the better films of 2014. And yes, the people of Earth taught PK how to lie.
Hirani’s captured all the existing nasty traits of human beings and placed them with brilliance. As a wannabe filmmaker myself, if I ever get a chance to meet this genius, I’d just  grab his hand and try to ‘tiranspher’ his ideas and talent. Haha, jokes apart-Rajkumar Hirani and Aamir Khan are a blessing to Indian cinema.
Ye wrong number nahin, right number hai boss.


3.5 stars







The Special Ones Who Left

Almost a month back, as New India Films we’d made a small children’s day tribute music video and while filming it we’d captured the children of Delhi. Captured their innocence, captured their selfless smiles. From the educated lot to the ones selling flowers on the road, captured them all.
Class, perception and cruelty that exists in this world probably makes them different from one another, but to be honest, there isn’t any real difference. They were all the same. They didn’t know the difference between right or wrong, they weren’t stressed about tomorrow, they didn’t care about religion: They were all living the moment, they were all children.

What happened in Pakistan has devastated the world and everyone is writing about it on social media. But we live in a society which is sadly too numb today. Some would ‘genuinely’ express their feelings, but on the other hand, some would do it to be a part of the majority. Some wouldn’t write or express at all because they feel it’s too overrated. And some would curse the ones who are voicing their opinions because they wish to judge your opinions. Yes, that’s what’s happening. The world’s just going down, day by day, second by second.
With each passing moment, filth’s taking over and who’s to be blamed for that? Probably human beings, the beings who are old enough to decide for themselves. Hypocrisy, forming opinions, cribbing, teasing, shouting, abusing, fighting, hitting and what not? That’s the basic routine of almost every individual. It’s not always intentional, but it’s equally harmful. This leads to something big, this leads to something heinous. This creates negativity and negativity creates brainless and heartless living beings who are later known as terrorists.

It all starts with something really small and these basic day to day traits, we don’t realise it, but they are dangerous, they really are. That’s exactly why children are special. That’s exactly why they’re out of this world. They don’t have the time for negativity, they don’t have the time for filth. They enjoy every moment, they chase their dreams. That’s exactly why my heart sank after getting to know about the Peshawar attack. At least for now, what can I possibly do? Should I just sit and wait for something to happen and let this ugliness take charge? Should I just forget about what happened, go out and have some amazing food, meet friends and party? For some people this really might be the case, as expressing yourself on social media might be a sin and uncool, but for people like me, it really doesn’t work that way.
No matter how much I try-pictures of those little angels, claims made by those inhuman monsters and this never-ending fight over religion, it’s just impossible to ignore.

Almost three decades since John Lennon gave us ‘Imagine,’ but nothing has changed, as his words still fit in perfectly and make total sense. I really wish people understood that song, I really wish people understood his words. The world would be a better place, the world would be beautiful-only if we could change ourselves first and get rid of these petty-petty insecurities and negativity. As I sum this up abruptly, I’d like to share the music video we’d made-In the memory of those little angels, in the memory of those dreams, dreams that got shattered by some cowards, cowards who kill in the name of God.

“Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…”