good guy. "bilkul bhagwan saroop."
lovely
episode. deliciously topsy turvy ipk. scenes segueing seamlessly one to
the other. an intensity darkening. what is devi maiyya's wish who knows.
episode 14
he
was sweet, he was kind, he protected her from goons, got her a job,
clearly he liked her, at this point there was no way of knowing he
wasn't who he said he was. yet. yet, from the first scene onward,
something about shyam gave me the creeps. something was not right, it
didn't sit. was this the deliberate directorial touches of the flashy
bracelet (which i much later realised was inspired by salman khan's bracelet in some movie) and the freaky background music, or was it abhaas interpreting
his character with finesse, no idea. maybe both. maybe he made the smile
a little too sweet and that didn't feel ok, but in his eyes on that
first day they met and she turned back to look at him, there certainly
was a genuine emotion. perhaps for a moment he did indeed fall in love,
only to realise later it's too late, so he got devising the nonsense he
did. interesting character, just wants to get what he wants, in that he
is like asr, only his means are always crooked, immoral, shortcut, easy
without putting in the necessary effort. unlike asr.
asr
was at his nasty best. he was arrogant, peremptory when the phuara,
sorry issprinkles, started. what a scathing look at lavanya whom he was
actually dating at that point, and how meek she is before his anger,
quite unlike someone we know.
again great understanding and contrasting of character. he stomped off
in rage, threw the ber girl's lunch onto the floor, raved at her,
insulted her and implied she was trying to find her way to his home like
a sick gold digger, mocked her intentions of returning his money,
finally ripped her dupatta and drove off. yet, he just felt clean, real,
not a single slimy streak in him, and when he said to her, look don't
mess with me today, i really felt sorry for the monster. i could feel
his sense of gah what a bad day; his immense effort to create his
business and the seething within at seeing such a stupid thing as
sprinklers going off completely spoil his bid for a big one. the entire
episode was threaded so well, dialogues and references leading
seamlessly to scenes. the cruelest bridge was him saying, nothing ever
goes wrong at ar, everything happens the way it should to the client,
and the alarm going off followed by drenching. of course, while i was
gasping for breath at the first bheegi bheegi barun, i did feel really
bad for asr.
his
dark brooding look at her, there was something in those eyes. a crazy
awareness, like he wants to just look some more. his body language
around her is getting more defined. she is not like any and everyone
else to him. with lavanya he doesn't have that aroused, attracted feel,
and that's his girl friend. but around this girl, quirky, weird,
bizarrely dressed where he comes from, his antennae are up.
she
too is a different person in his company. it registers in the way she
tenses up then proceeds to say whatever comes to her head, and usually
ends up not getting the last word. this has started to bother her. she
asks her constant companion, almost her alter ego, devi maiyya, what's
it with this perennial losing to this fellow.
beginnings
of animal attraction, so precious. impossible to describe. you can only
feel it. this happens on screen very rarely, where two people have been
shot often separately to convey this unspoken thing. takes two actors
and a strange thing called chemistry to get it right. so right that you
can't think of anything else, even when you see them far apart from each
other, cursing and hissing their desire, you keep wondering about them
the whole day, and a pair of angry, roiled, flickering eyes never leave
you in peace, nor the little signs of tension in the sunniest of faces, a
look in her eyes when a stranger rips her dupatta, her protective veil,
to almost invade her soul, wondering what's going on.
after
that car park scene one needed the spot of delightful comedy provided
by pam, sim, chamkili, and the doting sister clinging to bro to just
ease off a bit. and seeing him in black, dapper, less angry, gorgeous
but not wet helped me regain my heartbeat.
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i couldn't stop making caps or editing. now posting at 2.11am.
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