
When one looks at Narendra Modi, a closer observation shows him up more like the Prime Minister of Gujarat than the Prime minister of India. Similarly the Hindi film industry had started looking more and more like an extension of Punjabi Cinema. Now, I have nothing
against the Punjabi language and culture, it’s great on its own but how much of Balle Balle and Shawa Shawa can one take? The way ahead had to be variety and not some one insisting "That's the way...Mahi ve".
Shoojit Sircar has scored a hat trick. After his superb Vicky Donor and Madras Cafe, one had raised expectations of him in his next offering; a director who ideally married the art of telling a simple story simply into a commercial format and one who sated the sensibility of both the critic and the front benches. It is a huge ask. Very few film makers have managed to walk this golden mean...Sujoy Ghosh with his Kahani, Zoya Akhtar with her Zindagi Na Mile Dobara, Anurag Basu’s Barfi , Sircars own Yahaan, Vicky Donor and Madras Cafe, Sriram Raghavan with his Johnny Gaddar, Ek Hasina Thhi and Badlapur and the champion of them all Raj Kumar Hirani with all his films. Anurag Kashyap is another maverick but like his mentor Ram Gopal Verma quite inconsistent. Now you can see the dilemma that when one can capture all of such Hindi Cinema inside of one paragraph we have a crisis on hands. With Salman gone for a while the hundreds of crores shall come from Aamir, Shahrukh, Akshay Kumar and Ajay Devgan...commerce never had a worry, sense had. The tragedy of Hindi cinema is that the industry has far smarter individuals than the products they dish out ; Dumbing down a product has become the default norm.

Not so with Piku, here Sircar takes us into the life of Piku and Bhaskar Bannerjee, a dysfunctional father-daughter pair. The father is an eccentric, constipated widower who has a penchant for linking every issue in the world with this particular bodily anomaly of his.
Amitabh Bacchhan as Bhaskar Bannerjee shines after a
long time in a role that he seems to have thoroughly enjoyed playing.


"Dheere chalna hai mushkil,
to jaldi hi sahi,
Aankho ke kinaro me
bahane hi sahi
Hum chalein baharon mein,
Hum chalein baharon mein,
gungunaati raaho mein,
Khwahishein Anjaan hai,
ab kya
karein
Shabdo ke pahado pe
Shabdo ke pahado pe
likhi hai dastaan,
Khwabon ke lifaafo me,
chhupaa hai raasta
Hum chalein
baharon mein,
gungunaati raaho mein,
Dhadkanein bhi tez hai ab kya karein"
Piku is genteel cinema for the refined sensibility. The toilet humour just remains as
the spice on the side while the characters grow on you in their journey. It is
a charming little film and is a must watch for all. Amitabh is splendid but it is Deepika who holds the eyeballs every single time she is on screen. She delivers an absolutely riveting performance. This is like driving all the way to
Gariahat from Howrah to eat the fare at Bhojohori Manna...the experience is exactly the
same, Sublime.
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