A Journey Through Hell
"Janatar Adalat" is lyricist turned music director turned director Manoj Thakur's first feature film. To be precise it can't be called a film. It may be a collection of myriad images. But certainly it's not a film. It can never be. The direction is incorrigible. The songs penned by Manoj Thakur are deadly. The lyrics are equally brutal. The cameraman Raja Basu raises doubts whether he has any concept about operation of a movie camera. Manoj Thakur has himself done the screenplay. It's nothing but an unplanned, abrupt collection of some flummerous words. The most vital cinematic blunder by the unit is that, the movie lacks in continuity. It's better not to speak about the performances as even Ingmar Bergman or Stanislavsky couldn't have brought out anything from a psycopathic script like this one. With ridiculous dialogues and menancing photography the venture attains the dizzy heights of failure. The songs are useless. The music is perhaps the worst ever heard. And finally one gets to understand why the picture was shelved over 2 years. But why a cluster of competent actors had signed the movie remains a mystery to be solved. There is no need to tell the story as there is none to be precise. It's unfortunate that some frivolous works are being created in contemporary Bengal only to tarnish the rich legacy of Bengali movies. Thus "Janatar Adalat" is a "nothing " related to the domain and language of cinema, but is certainly a "something" when evaluated as a weapon of mass psychological destruction.
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