
In
fact, Having seen the film in a packed hall on Day 2 of its release-
I am not even sure whether I liked the film or not.
Now,
some might say 'that' is the precise beauty of the film-
“Why
does every film have to leave you with a like or dislike feel? Can't
a film just confuse you and keep you thinking?” Well...err...NO!
Because
if a film keeps me thinking on account of its narrative, then I shall
like the film. Shanghai has left me feeling short changed and
confused.
I
admit to being prejudiced with expectations when I walk into a
Dibakar Banerjee (DB) film but I consider that fair since I am going
to buy a ticket and watch a DB film in the theater no matter what!!
After all if an inability of a man subjects him to being ignored by
the society than the genius of a man does bring with it the burden of
'expectations'. A burden that DB has carried splendidly over three
exceptional works namely- Khosla Ka Ghosla, Oye Lucky! Lucky Oye! And
Love, Sex and Dhokha.
But
burden or not- All his films so far have not only been unique in
their concept but what makes them and DB special is the manner in
which those concepts were made to unfold on screen. Their narrative,
detailing and treatment- Every moment therein was justified, sensible
and above all else- 'Entertaining!'

I
felt it more so because it seemed as though the film was almost there
and missed the mark- oh so closely! Had it been way off the mark, may
be, I may not have felt the pinch. All in all there was a feeling
of 'over-intellectualizing-it' which I seemed to have gotten from the
film.
Mainly
the endless silent sequences. More as the film was just about taking
off. The audience was getting bored and restless. Also a tad bit
angry. Besides considering the plot was thick, the characters so many
and events plenty; such a slow start to the film was uncalled for.
Then
the deliberate grey shade given to the Ahmedi. Why? Oh yes- Why Not?
But still- Why? Could you not have achieved the purpose of your story
without tainting him? For sure you would have. Then why this
deliberate 'ungli' making? Bas
aise hi?

And
lastly, until the last ten minutes of the film the entire world is
corrupt and screwed up but then suddenly... this ray of hope emerges
and the wheels of hope start rolling?? Aisa
kaise?
Khair...Let
me confess that I was stunned by the film as the credits rolled. I
remember walking to the car park, sitting in my car and staring into
space for what seemed to be an eternity. I was shaken for sure. The
circus of incompetency in our beloved Bharat Mata and the
helplessness did seep into me. But I am a DB fan, I go to movies
alone for the sake of the film and I devout my undivided attention to
it. I am in the bleak minority. And hence I also remember the
restlessness during the film as the crowd got bored during the movie
and I remember myself asking- “Why?” on some occasions and
“Really?!” on others.
The
critics have raved about the film and for good reason. In the sea of
the recent mindless action and crass comedy films being hailed as 100
crore hits, 'Shanghai' does keep the hope alive that we are not
heading back to the gruesome 90's. The film also provides our critics
the much craved opportunity to delve into the lingo of nuances, multi
layered characters and silent frames. For a critic to look down upon
Shanghai is to risk admitting their lack of understanding of cinema
which they proudly claim to possess. Also, I can imagine after being
forced to review the Housefools, Rowdy's and Shodyguards of recent
times, how relieved they must have been to sit through Shanghai.
Albiet,
although I am still undecided whether I liked the film or no. I am
sure of one thing-For a film maker as talented as DB- who can narrate
unique concepts with the right dose of sensibility and entertainment-
Shanghai scores the lowest on his list of films made so far. Without
doubt.
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