On very few occasions a 2 hours of viewing can take us through the many hours of restlessness, poignancy and hope at the same time.Gabhricha Paus- The Damned ,has this force. It has been reviewed already from many different viewpoints. Almost at all fronts movie has received rave reviews. Be it the screenplay or acting. Still its my take on this masterpiece.
Off late my outlook towards movies has been changed significantly.Once which merely used to be a source of entertainment and an afforable medium to dwell into one's fantasies, has eventually emanated into a serious hobby. In fact I have started feeling like a film critic who has got an authority to speak on the technicalities of this art form. However in the process I often ignored the humane element every movie tries to nurture in its audience. An Art apart its still regarded as a mirror to our society. There are few movies which are not liked because of their execution and director's technical prowess in film making, but their awe. They have ability to touch our soul. Gabhricha Paus belongs to the same league.
With every frame ,Gabhricha paus reflects the impasse the farmer of our nation faces eventually.Still to its core I feel its a cinematization of optimism. Personification of a never ending hope into Kisna, the protoganist, who invariably choose to fight with this impasse and assaults of negativism shower upon him by the fellow farmer.
An email thread from a buddy introduced me to this movie's very first accomplishment before its release, its selection for the Rotterdamn film festival and also the several accolades from the international film fraternity. Since then I was looking forward to see this movie. Almost after a span of 3 months since it is realeased, my wish was granted. I finally had my chance.
Like I said earlier, movie has this enromous potential to get us drawn into a restless state. Begining of the movie itself has this profoundly disturbing poem written by farmer ,narrated in an equally poignant voice , which bring lump to your throat. Later I found out, its a poem by Vidarbha’s farmer-poet, Shrikrishna Kalamb. Written in March 2008, just two days before Kalamb commited sucide by hanging himself.
