Connoisseurship in India is sham. Connoisseurship in India is a propaganda of the so-called elitists to control audience. India must be the only country in the world where there is an ongoing lobby for class divisions in the name of cinema. The self-proclaimed protectors of “good cinema” condemn people who watch movies for entertainment, but the same elitists have no qualms when people revel in T20 cricket for entertainment. Why is honourable to watch cricket for entertainment but unpardonable to watch cinema for the same? What’s wrong with varied cinema? Why can’t feel-good films co-exist with austere films? They can, but the elitists don’t want that. They want absolute control. The biggest problem is their khap mentality.
Sangh Parivar and their honchos tell India to shun western culture but they deride Indians who don’t like Hollywood films. They ridicule people who don’t like American television shows: anyone who doesn’t like Breaking Bad, Dexter, or Game of Thornes is called uncultured. What kind of a deranged, self-contradictory mindset is this? This aptly describes the confused, conflicted state of mind of Indian audience. In the 2000s when lip-syncing songs reduced, Indian audience whined, calling song-and-dance routine a part of heritage. Now again they are again embarrassed of songs. These days they hate South Indian remakes of masala films. But they were the ones who made such films fashionable at the first place by fanatically supporting cinema like Wanted, Rowdy Rathore, Ghajini, Golmaal 3 etc. How confused can Indian audience get? It’s about time that the rabid organisations stop thrusting their personal quirks on society.
Indians are more fervent about Hollywood than U.S. itself. In U.S. if anyone didn’t like The Dark Knight trilogy, it wouldn’t be given a second thought. But in India any such Philistines are ridiculed and browbeaten by power brokers. Indians crave for realistic fight scenes. But the same scholars don’t spew any vitriol while watching even B-grade Hollywood movies like Shoot’em Up and Cave.
The pampered film critics of India moan that henchmen in Hindi movies are cheerful compared to the joyless henchmen in world cinema. Clearly, their information library is licked by termites of mental slavery. Way back in Sholay, Veeru was a humorous outlaw, while Jai was a silent, solemn man. There was a reason why Amitabh Bachchan was known as the angry young man in 1970s. In recent times too, Ek Villain — a drab film nonetheless — showed a joyless henchman in the lead role. These critics throw tantrums that films are detached from reality, yet they don’t complain when Indians themselves are detached from reality in real world. How can a privileged Indian show such callous indifference to the poverty and social inequality around them? How can an average Joe ignore the 2002 Gujarat riots where 2000 people were massacred with impunity? In other words, they want realism in cinema but not in real life. It turns out that that they are the ones who are detached from reality.
Sangh Parivar and their honchos tell India to shun western culture but they deride Indians who don’t like Hollywood films. They ridicule people who don’t like American television shows: anyone who doesn’t like Breaking Bad, Dexter, or Game of Thornes is called uncultured. What kind of a deranged, self-contradictory mindset is this? This aptly describes the confused, conflicted state of mind of Indian audience. In the 2000s when lip-syncing songs reduced, Indian audience whined, calling song-and-dance routine a part of heritage. Now again they are again embarrassed of songs. These days they hate South Indian remakes of masala films. But they were the ones who made such films fashionable at the first place by fanatically supporting cinema like Wanted, Rowdy Rathore, Ghajini, Golmaal 3 etc. How confused can Indian audience get? It’s about time that the rabid organisations stop thrusting their personal quirks on society.
Indians are more fervent about Hollywood than U.S. itself. In U.S. if anyone didn’t like The Dark Knight trilogy, it wouldn’t be given a second thought. But in India any such Philistines are ridiculed and browbeaten by power brokers. Indians crave for realistic fight scenes. But the same scholars don’t spew any vitriol while watching even B-grade Hollywood movies like Shoot’em Up and Cave.
The pampered film critics of India moan that henchmen in Hindi movies are cheerful compared to the joyless henchmen in world cinema. Clearly, their information library is licked by termites of mental slavery. Way back in Sholay, Veeru was a humorous outlaw, while Jai was a silent, solemn man. There was a reason why Amitabh Bachchan was known as the angry young man in 1970s. In recent times too, Ek Villain — a drab film nonetheless — showed a joyless henchman in the lead role. These critics throw tantrums that films are detached from reality, yet they don’t complain when Indians themselves are detached from reality in real world. How can a privileged Indian show such callous indifference to the poverty and social inequality around them? How can an average Joe ignore the 2002 Gujarat riots where 2000 people were massacred with impunity? In other words, they want realism in cinema but not in real life. It turns out that that they are the ones who are detached from reality.
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