It takes quite an effort and a heart to tell the follies of one dear one. However, if the "dear one" on question is not very close to you, maybe the work become easier. Also, when you are aspiring to be a storyteller and your family is blessed (or rather, baned) with tales of all sorts, you really want it to be brought to the foresight of public view.
This film is one of the examples of the trend that is setting into Bengali cinema and giving it a turnover. It is a wonderful blend of the feudal-minded non-wealthy-but-hypocrite father with a carefree son. It is a beautiful merge of their contrasting characters.
The story revolves round Ronodeep, a seventeen year old lad, who had been reared in St. Pauls' School, in the hilly town of Darjeeling and hence when he is compelled to leave nature and enter the Naxal-infested Kolkata of the 80's, he "hates" it. He wishes to become an actor, but it is his father's desire that he would be a barrister like him - something he himself could not become - going to London and acquire an envied degree. His mother is an alcoholic, his father fights with his uncle on property basis, his sister weds herself to a Naxal leader - these are just to quote the eventful, rather, disturbing moments of his boring life. Hence he does not sant to bring his newly formed girlfriend to his anti-social household. Then comes his grandfather, who instils an air or mood of music into the quarrelsome family and thus give them a new horizon of vision, a new hope to live beautifully.
The film does not have a particular script. It is a recollection of (fond?) memories of Dutt and he manages to portray the inner conflicts through the dialogues and the script quite well. However, in certain cases, the film is not unerringly smooth-flowing and sometimes, becomes quite annoying and loses its motion. Sometimes it fails to blend logic with Dutt's imagination. Though these moments are rare, they irk the viewer from a film that could, otherwise, have been an excellent motion picture drama.
Nonetheless, it is the acting department that stands out. While Dutt himself is excellent in the last part of the film, where he shows himself paralyzed, Ronodeep is delectable. He has great potential in him and the kind of acting prowess he has, the kind of strong and powerful performance he has delivered - that is undoubtedly of international standard. For the first time perhaps in Bengali cinema, English has been used so eloquently to express views and he soars above all in his mastery of the language and emotions.
Performance wise, this is an excellent film. There are novelties in film-making too...the transition of the past to the present by a shift of the colours onscreen is well established. This phenomenon reminds us of "Mother Of Mine" where the present has been portrayed in black, and the past in white - much contrary to usual notations.
The story is well-told, but it could have been better. In certain cases, we cannot but say, "Anjan is a better actor than a director." Indeed, his method of storytelling is quite mediocre. But his performance carries away the movie.
Music, mainly Western and one Rabindrasangeet, is soulful. It gels well to the theme of the film and that is Dutt's speciality - usage of music.
And the final word? Recommended. 4/5