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It has been a crazy year at the movies. While Bollywood has mostly found it tough to spring any surprise, in the real sense, and there are hardly any films which impressed me out of the league (when compared to the last year – examples are aplenty, it had films either so good which made one shout from the rooftop or films that made you cringe and rethink about spending your money on a multiplex ticket), Hollywood was not much different.
The only few films that I thought did create a dent somewhere were Tashan, Sarkar Raj, Aamir, Jodha Akbar, Rock On, Dasvidaniya, Jaane tu ya jaane na, Mithya and probably, Welcome to Sajjanpur. I won’t bring in my guilty pleasure/antisocial-exercise films to ruin the post (in other words I won’t be talking about Contract & Phoonk). And then there were the disappointments – commercial and parallel. Commercial disasters …

Michel Gondry. Intriguing cinema. Intriguing art. Intriguing person. It is tough to classify him in one art form. The man has many faces. He remembers his dreams, or so his art suggests. He makes sure you see his dreams too, how they fall in or out of one place, in all their shattering glory.

A no-holds barred explosion of an innocently wild imagination, BE KIND REWIND gives a key-holed viewer all the reasons to not only absorb the world it creates, but wallow in its oft-dramatic, oft-personal trajectory. It takes a while, may be a little less, to tune into the world it creates – VHS tapes, old school film rental shops, video libraries with dust proudly adorning some corners, on the edge of extinction, kept alive only by the trite humor of cinema; the magical illusion of crude but unjustified belief of the film lover. The one …