What about a movie like Bangalore Days? I can’t find a word to describe it other than ‘delicate’. Yes, despite the motorbike races, rash driving, escapades, infidelity, and the rough and tough Dulquer, the movie is definitely ‘soft’—the direction, music, and cinemato tone down the things that would have been glaring in any other ‘youth-live-life-with-happy-memories’ kind of film. This toning down is so much so that the theme of the movie, despite its happy ending, is heartbreak. People are so fragile, motorbike racers are no exceptions; they crumble as easily as a cookie. Fate and change override the lives of characters (just like life, of course), and the slowness of life is captured in overly tardy shots. The race-climax scene where motorbikes roar, splatter dirt, and compete furiously, is shown as a kind of aesthetic spectacle—bikes poised in mid-air, yellow lights reflecting on the glass, the crowd smiling and cheering politely (or is it mutely?).
Well, to keep it short and sweet, the smoothness and polish take the life out of the picture for me. And the fragility is frightening—the fragility of heart, of marriage, of life, of relationships, of conversations, and of the social illusion. I connected best with Nivin Pauly’s character; though he gets over the drastic changes in his life and in the people whom he always thought he knew, I didn’t. It is a traumatic experience for your past to be wiped clean from under your feet, and you no longer recognize the memories of your own past anymore.
CLOWNIN’ Score: 3/5