We Indians are a crazy lot. After a bad day at office, upset stomach, struggling relationship, sinking finances or anything that a normal human being in a developing country might face, we love to turn to the entertainment section and read some fillum gossip. Forget cricket or politics. We’re totally enamored by Bollywood. Look at how many actors are involved in politics, advetisements and what not. And after a lot of time and loads of spoofs, there is something sensible on the marquee to watch out for. Yes, it is totally Bollywoodish and yet somehow logical. I’m talking about Luck By Chance. Thankfully it is not spoofy like a Farah Khan film nor it is ‘parallel’ or masala. Luck by Chance has a class of its own.
I was sold at the very titles, showing the gigantic well-oiled machine called Bollywood (‘Call it Hindi Film Industry please’). It is subtle, sarcastic and realistic in humour. It makes you want to believe in luck and still wants you to remain sane and confident. It takes no sides. And it succeeds at involving the entire gamut of guest appearances with nicely woven dialogues.
Luck By Chance shows the insides of the grand dream that is Bollywood and still doesn’t break it. I’m not going to explain the story but I can’t help talking about how natural Rish Kapoor’s Rommy Rolly and his bandwagon was, or how the lead pair’s relationship takes twists and turns as if they were not in a movie.
Last year belonged to Farhan Akhtar after Rock On!!. He has already started well for this year. I’m glad Zoya Akhtar didn’t give up this movie after struggling to get it on with for half a decade. I wish Zoya gets all the credit she deserves for coming up with this than just being talked about as a part of a legacy and all. Luck By Chance hits the right chords in most departments.
Perhaps Bollywood is all about Indian emotions in a nutshell and Luck By Chance is about Bollywood in a nutshell.
I’ve ended up reading and watching a lot of movies portraying India from outsider’s views and what not. The list includes Paul Theroux’s The Elephanta Suite, silly NRI movies like Outsourced and Flavors and Darjeeling Express. But outsiders really don’t seem to know what India is all about. Perhaps, they are not supposed to go beyond Yoga and Biriyanis at Indian restaurants. Perhaps watching some real Bollywood movies (Not Slumdog Millionaire) will give them a better idea of India and know how unpredictable, dramatic and energetic and yet passive we can generally be.