AIRLIFT: Feelings in. Fake Jingoism out. [4/5]

It’s August, 1990. Kuwait is hit by Iraq’s invasion helmed by Saddam Hussein. More than 1,70,000 Indians are stuck in the war-zone with no hope left to see their motherland again. Even India as their country merely has any clue or clarity on how to evacuate them all from the Iraqi-invaded Kuwait city. And then rises a Hero!

To disappoint the classic star-driven, formula-forced, clap-causing Bollywood, he is not some Sunny Deol roaring his guts out to intimidate enemies in their own den or just another muscular giant showing-off his well-marketed humanity label to set things right. In fact, Raja Krishna Menon doesn’t even consider it to go explore that territory. AIRLIFT gets lifted up in that very moment. The merit also lies in casting Akshay Kumar who deliberately decides to underplay his unapologetically self-interested image for a while and gives us a character that’s more human than just feeding off someone’s unchallenging starry ego. He’s not new to the flavor though. BABY and SPECIAL 26 have done quite well for him in the past. AIRLIFT is a greater addition to the list.

Ranjit Katyal [Akshay Kumar] is a downright capitalist of Indian-origin all the rage in Kuwait’s political circle. He doesn’t leave a chance to proclaim himself a ‘Kuwaiti’ until Iraq’s unfortunate invasion shatters his power, position and well-established prospects in Kuwait. Before he could sense it, he’s caught in a situation with as much as 1,70,000 more Indians. First to rescue his family, then his people and finally to his countrymen; Ranjit goes every extra mile beyond his caliber, control and concern. AIRLIFT in that sense, is more of a human story than a patriotic political thriller. The patriotism portrayed here is never too pushy, preached or purposefully painted. No matter how millionth of times you have seen a tricolor being hoisted up from soil to sky, you’re tend to feel the ‘get-up-and-go’ force within you but Raja Menon gives it all a reason, more unadulterated and uncontaminated.

The writing makes sure you sink your teeth into the uncontrolled situation of a ticking time bomb in as real atmospheric manner as it could be. Leave a ‘chot lagti hai toh maa hi yaad aati hai’ expression alone, and you will never find an over the top jingoistic dialogues in your way. It is a relief, trust me. Even so, AIRLIFT does bother you more than a couple of times when it falls in its own trap. Inaamulhaq, an accepted capable actor plays an Iraqi Major with a strained accent that can get in your head like most of the caricature-ish villains have succeeded with in past. It is as misfit as Akshay Kumar playing a ‘Bollywood’ hero in a song where he could play any musical instrument he just picked up and sings exactly in the same voice a professional singer has been performing in at the very start. Nimrat Kaur playing Akshay’s not-so-selfless wife takes the stage for an opponent-beating monologue and though it may have been intentional, I wish she had been more ‘less’ into it.

AIRLIFT also carries the first worthy nomination for the year’s best supporting/surprising/underrated performances in Purab Kohli. He’s unbelievably good and the orchestrator in one of the scenes that leaves you with moist eyes and a lump in the throat. Kumud Mishra’s as the sensitive, sympathetic and supportive Indian government official is a spotless performance. Prakash Belawadi as a nagging and way too alert citizen does have some funnily irksome dialogues but I fear, the shoes he’s in are an old pair. Ajay Kumar marks his presence as Akshay’s subordinate.

At the end, AIRLIFT is a nice, well-intended break from loud and fake jingoism in Hindi cinema. It works well as a fine thriller and as a human drama too. Watch out for Akshay’s growing proficiency in playing characters that have less to speak but lots to converse! A story is told in a way it should be. Well, mostly. Do not miss it! [4/5]       

THE LUNCHBOX: A 7-course meal for cinema-lovers with good appetite for quality cinema! [4/5]

If local trains are one inseparable lifeline for Mumbai, dabbawallah are unquestionably the other. Delivering food for love/love for food in dabbas to more than 2 lakh people working in their respective fields of interest everyday…that too by a comparatively smaller number of a few thousands dedicated Dabbawallah on their toes, impermeable of bad weather, terrible traffic issues, unfortunate terrorist attacks and uncalled natural disasters! No wonder, surveys indicate that the chances of failure in this 130-year old mechanism fall to once in a 6 million deliveries.

 

Ritesh Batra’s ‘already riding high on appreciations allover’ slice-of-life, middle-age romantic drama THE LUNCHBOX finds its foundation on that very one mistake, an endearing one that turns into an overwhelming, appetite-full, high-on-emotions love-story between two lone souls lost in the overcrowded city of dreams, Mumbai.

Ila, a housewife and a mother of a 7-year old girl, seeks help in making new delicious recipes for her husband’s lunchbox either from master chef Sanjeev Kapoor on radio/TV or from the neighboring aunty who lives on the second floor with her husband in coma. Interestingly, we hear only voice of her crashing to our ears. Besides that, Ila’s other pastimes limit in washing dirty linens, waiting for her husband to come home and watching him finishing his dinner in some way attending panel discussion on TV news. Loneliness is subtle but the pain is quite visible.

Saajan Fernandez is a face that you see everywhere around yourself. He could be an account manager in your local bank. He could a wrinkled postmaster with all names & addresses on his fingertips. He might not be updated with technology and gadgets our new generation uses but he is there behind his desk for like more than 35 years. This particular face we see on screen is on the edge & age of retirement. He is a widower too. Here again, the loneliness is subtle but the pain & emptiness in his eyes is clearly visible to make you uncomfortable within.

So, when one day the dabba for Ila’s husband reaches mistakenly on the desk of Mr. Fernandez, the old-fashioned yet very amusing-very charming practice of letter-writing takes place to share their individual emotions. They write about the lip-smacking dishes Ila cooks, they write about their personal life experiences and they also share their fears about how life could take a turn on them.

Meanwhile, there is frustratingly funny Shaikh who is about to take place of Saajan after his withdrawal. Lively as anything! He is an orphan but still likes to start his saying with ‘my mother used to say…’ as he thinks it would give it more ‘vajan’.  

THE LUNCHBOX creates an aromatic ambiance for two separate worlds of Ila & Saajan. With pile of files on desks, old ceiling fans & bleak faces, Saajan vanishes in a typical government office. Ila’s world is restricted to the kitchen platform and window attached with to make regular conversations with aunty. In others, there are crowded local trains crawling on tracks and an artist on the pavement who paints same painting everyday.

Film’s biggest strength is the writing. Every sequence conveys and leaves some or the other emotion with you. Be it Ila’s imagination to a suicide story or Saajan’s reluctant behavior towards his new colleague! With low-light, grainy visuals to show the realism within the on-location shoots, cinematography is apt & a top class. Sound designing is also something to look out for. You can actually smell the ambiance through those sound bits. Ritesh Batra scores high in creating a simple love-story with a perfect mix of emotions and cinematic brilliance. A story has been told the way it should be. No extra ‘masala’, no unnecessary ‘tadka’!

On the performance side, Irrfan as Saajan Fernandez delivers as much as you could expect from him. He speaks in silence. He throws silence while speaking. Nimrat Kaur in her acting debut surprises you the most. She can be very emotive at one and equally amusing at the other. She makes you feel for the character and in the most simple and impressive way. Her unsophisticated & refined but raw portrayal of Ila will leave you speechless. & then comes, Nawazuddin as Aslam shaikh! Smiles come easy & entertainment is handy when he’s there in the frame.

Overall, THE LUNCHBOX is bittersweet but a rich-in-taste culinary experience like no other. Perfectly cooked-nicely served! Make reservations for weekend in advance! Book a table now! It’s a 7-course meal for cinema-lovers with good appetite for quality cinema! [4/5]

Special Note: Dear Bollywood! Bless me with one LOOTERA, one SHIP OF THESEUS, one LUNCHBOX every year and I’ll forgive you for all your sins of producing ‘HOUSEFULLs’ ‘GRAND MASTIs’ & ‘ZANJEERs’!