TAMASHA 2015
by
Imtiaz Ali
Who am I ?
Who are we ? These questions have no simple or clear-cut answers. An individual
is also a part of his family and society. There is no escape generally, and yet
one can always break free if the urge is much too strong.
A girl meets
a boy by chance in Corsica. The girl is there to enjoy her holidays,
the boy was there to ‘be who he is’. The girl fell in love with this best version
of his which she is not able to reconcile with when they meet after a gap of
four years. The boy turns out to be , or has always been but was not during his
vacation, a product of the system , a chained monkey , a pet dog, a salaried employee.
They go out,
he falls in love with her and proposes her one day. But she was in love with his ideal, carefree
version, not the boy of today, and hence she turns him down. The boy is
distraught.
Everyone is
aware of their best, idealised version, but also know what compromises have shaped
their real identity. Getting dumped by a girl who seems head-over-heels with
you, and being told that you-have-lost-fizz can be a huge shock for emotional
kinds.
Then begins
the boy’s quest to search his real self, the fun version, the one who the girl
liked, and in the event he settles for a childhood fantasy of his – to be a
storyteller like a goofy , old bumbling idiot from his childhood.
Piyush Mishra
is quite irritating in this role. The
role itself is ill-defined. Imtiaz has not developed the idea of ‘all stories
being similar’. Deepika is sweet, and yet is not able to effectively
communicate what does she expect from the boy. Imtiaz is overindulgent with his
story, which lacks philosophical consistency to make much sense.
Ranbir is a
very sincere actor. But he has the tendency to underplay to an extent where he
ends up performing for himself. He does
a wonderful job as a butt-hurt, confused lover, but spoils it while
rediscovering himself. It is all on a beaten track, and the usual clichés are
thrown about with abandon. The film could have been much, much more, but alas,
it was not to be.
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