By Roy Mathur, on 2021-04-05, at 23:00:00--23:26:51, for Captain Roy's Rocket Radio Show, Listen
The pod was delayed due to superficial burns to my throat (thanks hot potato croquette), a back spasm, a painful left nostril, a cold, itchy eyebrows, and a delightfully painful stomach last night brought on by a chocolate Easter egg yesterday.
Not so much an Easter bunny as a bummy tummy. Happy Easter!
Low caste and poor Hindu hitches his prospects to rich, higher caste criminal Hindu family in this 2021 film.
Here's what the film doesn't really tell you about caste. Caste isn't class or wealth or education. For example, I'm high caste, but also working class, the exact opposite of wealthy, and I'm from the first generation of our family that went to uni (in my case, barely). Caste is old historic bullshit, dressed up as religion that the rulers probably made up to keep everyone in their place. For example, traditionally, given my caste, gender, and status as first born (well, only born, but it amounts to the same) I should be a pundit (that's a Hindu priest, not an expert on horse race betting). The bad old divide and conquer British imperialists loved the concept of caste because it made Indians easier to rule. I'm saying all this because this movie simplifies the protagonist's life into only being about caste, when it's about caste, but it's also about money, rural corruption, and an unsympathetic sociopathic protagonist.
Also, finding out that the chap who wrote the novel this film is based on is from a solidly middle-class background that ends with an Oxbridge education gets my goat because I'm sure he knows bugger-all about economic hardship except when he's walked past someone poor in the street.
On the other hand, he's of Indian origin and has had some success as an author in the West, so well done that man.
In conclusion, I have mixed feelings because I really hated this film.
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It's alright, and I enjoyed the interplay between too really great actors, John Sim and Adrian Lester. But while class is addressed, the undercurrent of race is not, and most puzzlingly, why is John Sim's character is so good at being a human lie detector? The man could give Sherlock Holmes a run for his money. Why? I think it's because there's a whole backstory that was cut and left on the editing room floor.
This is a six part series, which I talked about before, but we are halfway through and nothing of any great significance seems to have happened.
I do like Daniel Bruhl as Baron Zemo though.