Slang – the various urban dictionaries online define “pink” as a reference to forced and often cruel or threat based occupation of a vagina by an unwelcome penis. That’s about as hard-hitting as it gets, there are other racial undertones also, which I first heard about, way-way back in the ’70s.
Now there is a movie which I have seen, very popular and doing well at the box-office, of the same name. The director, Shoojit Sircar, has been quoted as saying that the deeper meaning of pink will be apparent after people see the movie. However, it seems that very few people, if any, have twigged on the real meaning of “pink” as used in this movie.
PINK. Pink says that we are all prostitutes – and I think that is the truth too.
PINK in common street slang in so many countries means vagina of the sort that is bought, with violence, viz – “I’m gonna go get me some pink”. Look it up before you wear pink socks too. I wore pink socks for the movie. And a pink shirt.
So then, here’s my review of PINK in reverse which nobody else will tell you about.
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The other movie which had at the end a poem recited by Amitabh Bachchan was way better, KAHAANI, maybe because it did not have Amitabh Bachchan acting in it and maybe because Kolkata street scenes look so much better than repeat shots of Moolchand and AIIMSc Grade Separator. But the poem at the end of Pink is way, way better. Pink needs a viewer notification – please sit through the credits to understand the beginning and listen to a great poem too. You must sit through the end of the movie, the credits, to understand some parts of what actually happened. Otherwise, you may not be mistaken in thinking that the movie is largely about hams and chops overdoing stereotypes.
There is a prospective reverse Lalita Pawar type mother-in-law in this movie who is on sick and bed-ridden but suddenly she is made to die and instead of weeping or fighting with the prospective daughter-in-laws, choice of one each from Lucknow, Karol Bagh, and Meghalaya, they light thick designer candles. This scene is the most incongruous scene in the movie, probably the only one where the audience laughed, a bit.
The permanent stitches on the forehead of the bad guy who did not get to first base with the heroine heal in the course of the trial but the temporary tattoo on the shoulder-blades of the good girl who got to swing with her boyfriends get shinier in the course of the trial. This is important because there is another tattoo relevant scene in the movie. Watch out for it.
In an amazing new method of reducing pendency of Court cases in India, multiple trials for multiple people accused in different cases proceed simultaneously to such an extent that by the end of the movie just when the crowd in the cinema hall is about to cry, Dhritiman Chatterjee also starts almost crying. Or laughing. In any case, it is very difficult to sometimes see through his imposing demeanor.
Left open in the long discussions and monologues and witty repartee is the aspects of sex for love vs sex for money vs sex for lust vs sex for time pass which is a huge debate. But resolved totally is that NO means NO, either way, love or money. The big reason of sex for procreation and continuity of the species is not discussed at all. Maybe I am behind times with this one.
Some scenes shown in trailer or stills are not present in the movie that I saw. One whole fast song was swallowed up. This is a problem with late shows all over the world, especially with digital prints. Also, there were times when I could not tell the difference between Taapsee Pannu and Kirti Kulhari, and had to look at their waists to figure out who is which.
Barring Amitabh Bachchan and the elderly landlord Vinod Nagpal “Uncle Ji”, all other males with roles of any consequence in the movie are (choose one or more) cowards, rapists, smirkers, lurkers, perjurers or generally spineless. This is very strange. Delhi stereotype by CR Park type Bongs. Also, not a single Bong girl is shown throughout the movie, even though people are working for ad agencies, event management, and such-like. One Bong boy is there but he gets acquitted. Perfidy.
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If this movie was an advertisement for breathing masks that filter out dangerous pollutants then it should have been released after November-December. Also, placing journalist Dibang as the senior cop who swings the case against the girls is very brilliant casting, for those who know. Blink and miss, blink at the miss.
Three grown up adult ladies try a bit of private tricking on the side, for whatever reason, without the traditional protection of male pimps and male power structures and soon run into trouble. This part is not spelled out so the majority of the viewers miss it, but the fact remains, with the onset of electronic communications and online retail, this is not unknown either. This is the line that builds up to a crescendo in the most important scene for me in this movie, which is not Amitabh Bachchan, but Kirti Kukhari when she says, yes, I did, for money.
A two-year-old child in the seat next to us fell asleep within the first 15 minutes of the movie and slept through, which is the best way to review most of this over-hyped movie, this is not the kind of movie you can watch multiple times hoping to discover nuances new and unspotted every time. This is a very linear movie, now that I have told you the three top, middle and bottom story lines.
Movie has got some realistic parts – entitled hoodlum type behaviour by friends and family of the feudal scion; compromise formula discussions; kidnapping and rape of the girl in a dark window vehicle; attitude towards people from North-East India; police station and lock-up interludes; entrapment into false cases by the police; grey area of amateur sex-workers now who in the past would not survive without male pimps. All these realistic parts are not hard-hitting enough. Huge opportunity missed.
Worth watching once. Come home, put your feet up, and look for something decent to have after that. Blends, not single malts, for sure.
And yes, we are all prostitutes, but very few have the guts to say it. For just that scene, go see the movie, because EVERY other review has missed the truth in that scene.
I shall see the movie again for, just, the last 10 minutes. The producers and directors really need to tell the exhibitors not to let people out until the very absolute end of the movie.
Source: https://t-tees.com
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