Hindi movies give me headache generally. Rarely I get see a hindi movie that keep me high and transport me a elevated world of higer purpose, beauty, wonder and amazement.
Pink is another quality movie from Surajit Sircar and by quality, I mean the Indian Hindi movie quality.
The movie is good for its treatment, the craftsmanship and the speed of a thriller. It has a aspiration of driving a societal change which is laudatory but will fail miserably.
Three hot, sext girls goes to a resort for dinner but parties with drinks. The boys make overtures. One girl hit one of the guy who happen to be influential(Oh God, all hindi movie villain have got influential connections!). The guys promises vengeance. The system conspires to victimize the girls who decide to fight and not cower down. A brilliant, retired, ill solicitor who was used to ogling at the girl from his balcony comes out of the retirement to save the girls and win them justice. How unreal and how hindii movish script that is!
The movie attempts to mock at society and ask it to change its viewpoint and simplistically urges to desist from sexual overtures if the girl says no. That the guys don’t stop in the movie is due the how society objectify the girls - so says Surajit Sircar.
Bengali movies, in the name of intellectualism have long been peddling poverty, societal inequality, failings and grossness and dark forces- Pink is just another mainstream attempt for the same.
The movie is done very well and its like watching a thriller and no one is never bored. But doesn’t leave anything as one comes of the movie halls? Nothing and an empty sense of the nothingness.
There is nothing called wrong or right, its just in our mind.
The sings were good.
Amitabh Bachan has matured his craft and he is now an institution. He singled handled moved forward the movie and got to lecture all the way.