Cinema is like a huge scratch board, where I scribble my thoughts and leave it for the world to read on, I expect the entire world to read it, but the sad part, very few notice it, and fewer read it; thanks to the other doodles that over power my doodle and hence have crowded the board. I have two options- either I go on staring at the board and crib about how populated the world has become or just doodle something and exhibit my emotions. The former might not help me, but the later shall add on a doodle to the bigger picture that is CINEMA. At the end of the day, I am going to create leisure. I am going to make people laugh, cry and/or confused. But what about me, my satisfaction, my contentment...? How ironical, this thought makes me smile... a weird feeling had filled in the emptiness- am content and happy already. Perhaps I haven’t grown up enough to find out what was the feel, but I am eager to grow up.
Murder at monkey hill- I almost overjoyed dramatically and felt I just saw god. A filmmaker of that much strength had empowered a blow on my face and I was in pain. A punch almost breaking my jaw, but I don’t want to hit back. All I said was “my turn shall come.”
My point of view of worshipping cinema changed. If cinema is heaven, I turned into an atheist residing in heaven. My life flickered and camera cranked real fast. My movements seemed slower than any particle around me. I felt impatient and turned back. Have I ingested the characters and have become a host for them (characters=parasites?) ? My state of mind allows me to ask questions. But all questions are not supposed to be answered. Krishna said, “karmanye vadi ka raste...” , but he never understood what Arjun’s mind went through while he did his karma day in and day out forgetting about his phala. Arjun represented the entire mankind! 3rd son of kunti (minus karna ofcourse) who had equal qualities of his elder and younger brothers. Why did he choose karna as the listener? Can’t the evil listen to Geeta as well? As I said, my mind had stopped answering my innumerable questions.
After an avalanche of such thoughts, when I came back to watch the film, I had no clue where the story was running. Vidhu vinod chopra excellently had taken me on a ride, way above the ground, the whole thriller build up was way too much that I was way up in the air and successfully away from the harsh reality- He Had To Murder Her..! I looked at my altitude and the story seemed so tiny from this height-as simple and relaxing like I am seeing a bird’s eye view. I saw the bigger picture from this height, I couldn’t see how crowded it was down there, but I could see, they were in perfect harmony. The edit and the camera were in perfect flow that took the film to superior levels. I infact, was amazed by this recognition that the film got “best experimental film” (?) ... is this an insult to the makers... did they “experiment” on their diploma film? Questions again....
Talking about the characterizations- how perfectly everything got established, when both the characters abused each other. Characters were established in 4 secs!!
Marvellous! Speaking about the girl’s chacha, it was clear that the girl was either fatherless or stayed away from her father, and thus her smoking habits and way of seeing like. She is not scared to die when she is love, she is scared of trains (did her parents die in a train derail?). trains acted like a murder weapon for one and a nightmare for the other. The same train when got derailed, made dasyu ratnakar turn into valmiki!
Costumes- I have to mention this pearl that made the necklace (supposedly an experiment) complete. The girl’s love was showed in her costumes, from jeans, she moved to saree like dress (might be a ray’s crow, but I was impressed). Her bra- how effectively it gave the clue of her character. She likes wearing designer underwear- she loves herself! She might be staring at herself in the mirror and adjusting her tshirt to reveal a little more than normal. Well, my mind was running...I must say.
Who was the guy who chased her at the end? I saw the lead guy shooting the lady in the beginning titles, but another guy was chasing her...and that’s where the stocks got over.
Vidhu vinod chopra is where he is today, thanks to the statement he made in Murder at the monkey hill! A perfect guy who looks for story, and knows how to fill in his pockets. One is never sad in his restaurants. Sometimes, you get complimentary items as well!
The film will always remain with me, and would continue to haunt me for ages to come.
As I said, I grew up decimal levels more with this film. Thank you Sir Vidhu Vinod, thankyou cinema!
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