Finally I saw Srijit Mukherjee's surrealist masterpiece NIRBAAK...
What the fuck, ami toh nirbaak!!!
Since I have wasted the last hour and a half on this film, let me waste another fifteen minutes in venting out my anger as a viewer.
And the rant begins...
Nirbaak is a horrendous film; even Srijit's worst film as far as I am concerned. The story ideas are neither great nor utter crap; but every single story has been treated with crude overdetermination, typically Srijitesque modishness, pseudo-intellectualism and oneupmanship on the audience. All the stories are 'bold' on the face in their superficial impressionism and predictably contrived. A proper treatment would've made for a watchable film at least; this is simply intolerable.
In the name of post-humanism, the narrative threads with the tree and the 'bitch' are disgustingly inane and at the peak of gibberish. The tree is more perverse than cute and the four-legged beauty, reduced to simplified villainy. Post-humanism falls flat on its face as everything in the film gets an anthropo-centric treatment.
As if Anjan Dutta masturbating wasn't enough torture to watch, even the tree had to chip in! And good god, just listen to the masterful G for GUSH-GUSH background score to corroborate the visual of the tree's ejection. Trust Srijit to do that!
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Anjan Dutta isn't bad in terms of acting but again it's a diluted and banal take on narcissism. I guess what happens to his character could be described as a nemesis for the visual pollution caused by his semi-nude shower and bedroom acrobatics. Sushmita doesn't have anything to do.
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Casting her is nothing but a pan-Indian gimmick from our posturing movie maverick. Jishu is passable with little to do. And what is that black-and white regime for the 'bitch-camera'? Was Srijit trying to do a Godard there as in Adieu au langage? One would have to say that, much like men, some dogs are more equal than others
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The only faint reason to watch the film is Ritwick Chakraborty who gets into the skin of his character and controls the baroque excesses of the clown beautifully. In the 'corpse' narrative with its oh so bold necrophillic theme, the exhibitionistic and oh so clever mockery of Bollywood songs becomes irritating!
Nirbaak is an insolently clever film from a self-assuming filmmaker who takes his audience for the greatest personification of stupidity.
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