Perumazhakkalam ( The season of hard rains), 2004

In my self curated, personal, Malayalam movie festival, the next was Perumazhakkalam ( The season of hard rains), recommended by friends for the shots of rains.:-))

Made in 2004, it is a story of two women, one the wife of a condemned killer and the other, the wife of the deceased. If the victim's wife pardons the condemned killer, he may live. A very intense emotional drama with competenet acting by Kavya Madhavan and Meera Jasmine.

Watching the movie in 2015, one cannot stop comparisons with Dor, 2006, a Nagesh Kuknoor Hindi movie on the same central premise.:-)). Kuknoor bought the rights of Perumazhkkalam, but Dor's credits didn't acknowledge it.:-))

Dor was more experimental. Perumazhakkalam in comparison is more of a mainstream film, grounded in realism, but with enough songs and even a dance. The background score is rather dramatic and jarring.

However, what on should watch Perumazhakkalam for is the rains. Beautifully shot rains. Lots of it. In different hues. Against the beautiful landscapes and waterscapes:-)) of Kerala. And it has many Hindustani Bandishes. And many songs with beautiful lyrics.

What stayed with me finally is the rains.:-)). Reminding me of Macondo. And also many creation myths. Of जलप्रलय.:-))

Ennu Ninte Moideen, 2015 (Forever Yours Moideen)

Finally!!!

Managed to watch Ennu Ninte Moideen (Forever yours Moideen), one of the highest grossing movies of all time. Made by a debutante director, RS Vimal, it brought on celluloid one of the legendary love stories of contemporary Kerala. Story of the doomed love between Moideen and Kanchanamala, who, initially due to being on different sides of religious divide and later due to many other reasons, could never come together.

At 2 hours 47 minutes, it was a long watch, but I didn't feel it was long. To me, the most captivating part was Kerala itself. Supposed to be happening in the village of Mukkam in Kozhikode district, the movie was shot in Shoranoor in Palakkad. Cinematography by Jomon T John was enchanting. With visuals of the (fictionalised) Iruvazhinjippuzha river, Kathakali dancers and rain, the visuals alone would have been sufficient for me. The scenes of rain also kept reminding me of Perumazzhakalam by Kamal.

I don't know whether this movie was realised in theatres in Kolkata. To me, a great gesture of patriotism would have been to release movies in Indian languages, with subtitles, all over India. I wonder who would do it. But it surely is a wish.

Timing of my watching the movie was very poignant- as it came two days after the hacking of a young man by the family of the woman he had married. They were from different castes. So 1960s Kerala to now India doesn't seem to be a good place for safety of lovers who cross the boundaries of caste or religion.

P. S. To my Malayali friends on FB- was there a mix up in the first scene between Moideen and his father when Moideen tells his father that Congress is no longer Indian National Congress, but Congress (Indira). To my mind, that scene is supposed to be in 1957 and there was no Congress (Indira) at that time. Thanks in advance for any leads.:-))

Kaliyachan, 2015

Recently, I watched Kaliyachan, a Malayalam movie based on the life of a Kathakali artist.

In the recent times, this was the third Malayalam movie I watched which had performing arts as a backdrop. Two of the other movies were directed by Shaji Karun, Vaanprastham with Mohanlal as a Kathakali dancer and Swapnam with Jayaram as a Chenda, a percussion instrument, player.

Kaliyachan is a movie released in 2015, but many years in making, by a debutant director on silver screen, Farook Abdulrahiman. Farook is a veteran of television and has also made many telefilms.

In what must be quite rare, the film is inspired by a poem by Malayalam poet Late P. Kunhiraman Nair, called Kaliyachan published in 1950s. The poem, highly autobiographical, from a poet known for his bohemian ways, was about a Kathakali dancer.

 The movie uses Kathakali as a backdrop and doesn't have very photogenic visuals of the art, in the process eroticising it. It focusses on the life of its protagonist, for whom, Kathakali is a special, but everyday occurrence.

Manoj K Jayan, in the role of the main character, is quite understated and effective. The inner restlessness of the character, hubris of the character and ultimate destruction are very authentically portrayed. It won him the second best actor award at the state film awards.

A female character, one of the lovers of Kunhiraman, the protagonist, intrigued me no end. Devu, played by Marathi actor, Tirtha Murbadkar, she lives alone, consorts at will and asks Kunhiraman to vanish when she doesn't think of him to be useful anymore. A woman firmly in charge of her sexuality, she left me wondering as to whether she was a unique individual or was one of the many strong women characters from a matrilineal Nair society. The director is on record as having said Devu was the personification of many women in Kunhiraman's life and in a way she is the female version of Kunhiraman himself. As he couldn't find any Malayali actresses willing to play the unconventional role, he had to get somebody from outside the state.

Film's music is great, with many lyrics from the poet himself and it also got an award at the national film awards.

What stays in the end are also visuals of boat crossings, in what is supposed to be the river Nila.

Thanks to NFDC and Nina Lath for producing this movie, an important piece of cultural history of Kerala.

PS : Another film on P Kunhiraman Nair's life Ivan Megharoopam is on my watch list.

PPS- Wonder when somebody would make a film on the life of the legendary author Vaikom Mohammad Bashir's life or legendary film maker John Abraham's life.

Introduction

This is a blog on Malayalam movie reviews.

I don't speak Malayalam and hence make sense of the movies with the help of subtitles.:-))

The blog is named Kurinji to reflect my lack of being prolific.:-))

In the memory of Late Thanveer Mohammad, who I had the opportunity to befriend at IIM Ranchi.