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Padmavati....more than a film.

I am a Ranveer Singh fan and I follow his movies closely.Infact he is the only actor I would make the efffort to travel the distance ,pay money and watch in a theatre.So I took the trouble to travel to Strastford's Westfield on a saturday morning to watch Padmavati.
I have been listening to the audience review of the movie on youtube and I understood what they were meaning to communicate but could not at the spur of the moment when they came out of the theatre.
Let me start with Deepika and Shahid's performance.In the first half of the movie it was a pain to watch them,Deepika seemed palid and something seemed to be missing in her work,Shahid was allright,sometimes almost wooden,there was no chemistry.For me I could not but imagine Vidya Balan in the role ,who I think would have taken it to another level.
On the other hand I could palpate Deepika's vulnerability and I liked her more as a person.In the second half of the movie,the fire picks up and she performs well.
Ranveer Singh and Jim Sarbh took the movie to another level.Just watching Ranveer Singh was cathartic.Even as he was on the screen I was chuckling loudly so much so that the lady in the neighbouring seat started chuckling with me.Ranveer Singh is ridiculously good and Jim Sarbh is too.Their scenes are pure gold.These guys are extremely talented.
In the second half of the film,the bit before Padmavati leaves for Delhi was good.The Jauhar scene was powerful.It brought to mind places in a life of a woman ,only a woman can understand.Even as Padmavati talks to the other women and the women respond and start fighting back I felt very raw indeed.
The last scene when the women are walking around the lake to perform Jouhar and Allaudin is running towards the big gate ,the women are throwing coals at him....to me the last scene when the women gettogether to close the gate for the final time brought to mind a similar gate I had seen close long ago when I had travelled to Donavur in south India.
Amy Carmaechael's little heaven where she had rescued temple prostitutes and they were housed in this city of Donavur which was a little heaven.When we approached the gate and rang the bell of a similar gates ,several old women opened the door ,scrutinised us closely and did a thorough investigation before they let us in.We spent a day in Donavur.Beyond those gates in Madurai,it was a different world ,beyond those huge iron gate a woman had taken in herself to rescue her kind from hell and they had formed a different world but the gates were firmly closed to the world outside.
To Ranveer,as his ardent fan I have just one plea-'Please be kind to the women in your life'.


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