Dhobi Ghat (Hindi)
Release Date:
January 21, 2011In the teeming metropolis of Mumbai, four people separated by class and language are drawn together in compelling relationships. Shai, an affluent investment banker on a sabbatical, strikes up an unusual friendship with Munna, a young and beautiful laundry boy with ambitions of being a Bollywood actor, and has a brief dalliance with Arun, a gifted painter. As they slip away from familiar moorings and drift closer together, the city finds its way into the crevices of their inner worlds
It's different, it's sincere, it's inconclusive, it's abstract in its own way. It's intriguing and it leaves you dissatisfied. It has brilliant performances along with some bits of Aamir Khan being Aamir Khan. It is a mellow affair that's soothing yet unnerving.
If you are really keen, watch on screen, else a DVD must-watch.
You walk into an Aamir khan productions film but you walk out with a film by Kiran Rao. Watch it if there is a voyeur in you. It wont work for you if you dont warm up to at least one character in the film. For me it was Munna & Shai. Go find yours
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The story revolves around a multidimensional Munna (Prateik Babbar) whose profession changes with the season of the day – dhobi, rat killer, and gigolo – too much of talent. Munna cleans the linens of the painter Arun (Aamir Khan) and the New-York-return banker Shai (Monica Dogra) as a part of his job. One particular instance of underworked delivery at Shai’s turns into a friendship that runs into a photographically delightful journey with Munna, Shai and the city of Mumbai.
Like any other film focussing on a city (this one goes by the byline Mumbai Diaries), Dhobi Ghat is driven more by its characters than by a plot. The four characters here – the reticent painter Arun (Aamir Khan), the bohemian NRI investment banker on a sabbatical Shai (Monica Dogra), the intense & complex slum-dwelling migrant Munna (Prateik) & the innocent & romantic middle-class migrant Yasmin (Kriti Malhotra) – are four reference points to the humungous population of India’s biggest megapolis. Debutante director Kiran Rao makes a sincere attempt to go deeper than the cliched relationship saga and instead tries to sieve the city through Maslow’s postulates. A very interesting approach but ultimately its the debutant’s safety-first approach and the resulting reluctance towards exploring unchartered territory (the premise had ample scope for it) and an over-focus on the tried and tested that ends up stifling what could have been an utter joy to experience.
I have just stepped out of the theatre clueless. Clueless as to what was it really? A documentary? A day in the life of Kiran Rao? A dream she had last night? Did she have a story to tell? No. And the characters? All lost souls, hanging in there not knowing what to do.
The film opens with a woman in a taxi capturing Mumbai - the streets, the people, the life! I sat back and awaited what lay ahead of me, with all eagerness. Fifteen, twenty, forty, sixty minutes went by but I waited, (thinking there's got to be something in here), until the screen turned dark and credits started rolling.
It wasn't just me fidgety and cringing in my seat. I could hear people behind me whispering, '15 more minutes to go,' and comments which, honestly, were more entertaining than the dialogues. And then came the final applaud from the audiences. The claps. For it was finally over.
Even if you have all the time in the world, spare yourself the horror!
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