Kshay made its way to me yesterday
through Facebook. I read a bit about it online and had an instant urge to watch
it. So today, I was at PVR Phoenix, watching it. It’s the first movie that I
watched alone. I did not want to miss out something just because of lack of
company. And I discovered two things: first, I was right…one can’t afford to
miss such a movie and second, I quite enjoy my company (ok yeah I’m a
narcissist, and a proud one!)
Kshay is the story of obsession
transforming into insanity. The transformation is so deftly incorporated that
there isn’t a time when the character of Chhaya doesn’t engage you. Her mind
embarks on dream voyages which will take you along and haunt you with the
daunting images. The loving moments between the protagonists are so brilliantly
juxtaposed with the agitated times. The simplicity will make you smile. The
agitation will stir you up. There are times when Chhaya will annoy you and at
other times, she will gain your empathy. You might as well feel sorry for
Arvind. That’s proof enough that the characters have achieved what they
intended to.
The film is shot in black and
white, which certainly enhances the grim mood of the story. There’s an
overwhelming presence of Chhaya’s object of desire and obsession; Lakshmi, in
one form or the other is an integral part of most sequences. The music is one
of the best elements in the film. It takes the experience to a whole new level.
Kshay will engage you, involve
you, disturb you and fill you with a sense of foreboding. Congratulations Karan
Gour and the whole team of Kshay for such a remarkable piece of art.
PS: Being a cine lover, it
makes me sad to see Rowdy Rathore shows go houseful and movies like this can’t
even stay for a week in the theatres! And, we complain and crib about Bollywood
standards going down! What a pity! There's no dearth of fine cinema. We need to reach out for such art and make sure such movies don't get corroded and die in the garb of "art" films.
