By Nataranjan Bohidar
Bastu Shaap is without doubt the slickest psychological drama to come out of modern Indian cinema... which would mean in all of our 70 years of independence... in language and ethos that fit like bullets in a gun... and that would make perfect sense to any Indian. Bengali film makers of the new century have been trying to do this for decades now with only moderate success and immodest pomp but Kaushik Ganguly has finally cracked it.
And how! Imagine Agatha Christie and a Poirot, to boot... sorry, chappals... but without vicious murder or vindictive bloodshed and you imagine only half the brilliance of this Kaushik work... the rest is twist and turn, flip and form, like the road up to Darjeeling, tending North by North-East, that would send dead old, sorry, dear old Agatha into a tizzy... and kill you softly with a kiss and a song and the smoothness of a Laphroaig, in necessarily reverse order.
I am making this the shortest ever critique written for a stupendous film, with perfectly measured acting and perfectly scaled action, and only wish the scriptwriter had perfectly timed the ending with just 4 words, "Fasten your Seatbelt, Ma'am"... But that is very small loss of concentration and hardly detracts from the spellbinding thrill of "Bastu Shaap''.
Go see it & I will extend this write-up, if at all anyone finds it necessary!
About Author -
Nataranjan Bohidar has 40 years of teaching, training & transformational expertise. His interests are socio-cultural symbiogenesis & citizen positioning. His current initiative is to position India as a democracy within a continuum where cinema is a key subtext.
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