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Amancio Mccrae
The original title of the film was just Bbuddah; then how did the name change?
Yes, the original title was Bbuddah and we added the tag Hoga Tera Baap. Then Abhishek thought that the whole thing should be the name of the film. In north India, Bbuddah hoga tera baap is not slang, but used commonly.
Also, the problem was that people thought the film was on Gautam Buddha, that's why we kept experimenting with the spelling, but it was still difficult to put across the point that it was not about Gautam Buddha. I tweeted about it, I wrote about it on my blog, I spoke to the media but nothing helped, so in the end the change in the name in the title helped.
You have a very young look on the film; how did you work on the look?
When I spoke to Puri he said the character should be flamboyant and colourful. He is a jolly person but he has a little arrogance and attitude. So my designer worked accordingly. I have also contributed a few things to my look.
How do you cope with the changing times?
Yes, that is a perennial problem with all of us. You grow up in a certain era, your parents and your upbringing is conducted in a certain manner. As you grow up, the things you learnt when you were under your parents' care will always remain with you throughout your life.
My parents are no more but even today if I have a problem or issue the first thing that I ask myself is: what would my father have done, or what would my mother have said, and somehow we find the solution. We always get solutions from our elders' talk.
But we have to move with the times also. The new generation is brighter, smarter, aggressive, more determined, very keen to succeed. They are faster, they speak and move fast, they have a cryptic language, they say ten pages of words in just a few- 'yeah, that's cool'. You have to move with the times.
On the sets of the film my average age is about 25 but in real life I am close to 70, so yeah, there is a huge gap. I enjoy the enthusiasm of the youth today. I like listening to what they are listening to, I perhaps wear the clothes that they wear and talk the way that they talk. Just being in their company is nice. That's the way I am, I am not doing it deliberately, it just happens naturally, I like what they see and listen to.
I am pretty relaxed about today's youth. I am sympathetic to their causes most times provided they remain within certain parameters.
I had decided much before Abhishek was born that if I had a son he would be my friend rather than a son, and the day he started wearing my shoes, he became my friend. So now I treat him as a friend. I very rarely look upon him as a son. I am concerned about him as a father, I would look after him as a father, I would advice him as a father, but when I talk to him, we talk as friends.
I want to see my "original action hero", and heaven knows how. But I want to see him as that hero not as himself in a film. If I want to see him, I have a host of advertisements, promotional material, reality shows, twitter, his blog to choose from.
So very tentatively, I check out the trailers. Well, there is some respite. It made me curious about his character and I want to know why he HAS to be so garish in the way he dresses - that is the character, not him. And this one actually made me smile in a "how sweet" kind-of-a-way -
And maybe it's the "Grandfather" lable he now proudly wears, or maybe because he's my father's age, seeing him whistle at Raveen Tandon, brings a cringe. By the way, she is supposedly the item girl. I say "supposedly" because she is wearing clothes. From top to bottom, that too!
I would add that to the "cute" factor too. They must be onto something, if they could easily have chosen any of the Sheilas or Munnis, if not both, to do the deed. I'm just hoping they are onto a story. fingers crossed
Meanwhile, there is this one thing that Bbuddah hoga tera baap had given me that will make me keep my apprehensions at bay till July 1 - haal-e-dil. Thankfully, I successfully warded off Big B's retweets praising the song he sang. I listened to without any expectations. And boy! Was I bowled over. By the lyrics, the music and the lyrics. "cool ke to aap school hai, sirjee!" (that's a line from the title song of the film). And look what others have to say about the music.
First things first (oh how I hate the phrase but, how important it is), T bhabhi, please don't read this, go and enjoy your film. That goes for all Big B lovers. I am one too, so I know how much we want to like Bbuddah Hoga tera baap.
Bbuddah Hoga tera baap is an attempt to pay a tribute to him. Because there can be no justifiable words after those three dots, the film is underwhelming. For example, the songs had caught on, and you knew AB Sr. is going to groove to them. I don't know what you are expecting, but something that will surpass his cool act in Jumma Chumma, maybe? That's not to say he doesn't look suave in white and orange, with a printed scarf. Or that his moves aren't as charming as they were, back then.
But then, you see both, the writer/director's passion and devotion to the man whose films we grew up with. You see he's hurt, that his idol has been sidelined to roles that say, "ol' man, you have passed your prime." Even if they are age-appropriate. He wants to revive that charisma, maybe, one last time. That I respect.
It's not like the film just showcases Amitabh Bachchan as Amitabh Bachchan and has nothing more. Considering that the film is a blatant "star-centric" film, Bbuddah Hoga tera baap has a reasonably fleshed out story. The characters might not be very deeply thought out, but their motivations are clear. There are nuances that keep the film contemporary. Like the honesty about morals that were always deteriorated. He's not moralistic just because he's Amitabh Bachchan
But alongside are the references/tributes to films from the 70s. The parents who hate love stories; the hero who continues to be a hero despite taking on 3-4 bullets on the chest; the gratuitous song; a girl who plays hard to get. Some of these things work, some don't. Raveena Tandon as comic relief is annoying beyond measure, for example.
Then again, there are those simple things that give joy just because they aren't there. Unlike some producers we know, you don't have this one making his presence felt in a now-mandatory end credit "item" song. When the songs actually had enough potential to do the job. It's a film by him, for him and of him, after all.
I liked Bbuddah Hoga tera baap because of Amitabh Bachcan. In a very vague way, I get Salmania. But I still use vague because, had it been an Ajooba or a Toofan, I'd have hated it. Thank you, Mr. Writer, for leaving in a story in there. But, I know you know, nothing can do justice to what Amitabh Bachchan symbolizes for at least three generations. Maybe it's time to tap how much more he's capable of. For your attempt, though, I applaud you, because I identify with your enthusiastic affection.
So, here goes my attempt at a tribute. I could sit in one place and look at him, staring at a distance, humming 'Haal-e-dil' for an hour and a half and more. When he romanticizes Bombay, he combines two of my loves, and the delight it brings, makes me nostalgic about my affair with the city. When he flirts with girls less than half his age, he makes me cringe. Maybe because I see a baap in him. But soon enough, I forget that I'm seeing him, I see good ol' Viju charming his way - girls, women, police, villains, and all. Except, he can't reach out to the woman of his life. In that fleeting moment, his pain is evident, so are his arrogance, helplessness and resignation. When he kicks a villain's butt and 65+ year-old muscles move to some really complicated action choreography - without the help of a camera trick or an editor - I......oops, sorry, didn't mean to call him bbuddah! Can I get away with, "Sir, I wanted to see more, much much more"
Hmmm... Harsh thanks for the vote of confidence. Will re-think, but seriously, I don't have the energy for it after having watched and reviewed 2-3 movies in a day. And I started feeling I wasn't doing the idea justice by doing a quick/shabby note. Sorry, but will surely think about it.
This one is an absolute masala entertainer. The word masala being the say-it-all to excuse all logicless but still timepass situations. If you are an Amitabh Bachchan fan and have queued up to buy first week show tickets for Sholay, Deewar, Amar Akbar Anthony, Khoon Pasina, Hera Pheri, Don, Muqaddar Ka Sikander, .... then this film is god sent for you. It is Amitabh reloaded in the vintage 1970s form of an angry (not so) young man - and with an attitude. Call him an angry young man and he is alright, call him an angry old man and he flares up :-)
Most of us pardesi Americans in Syracuse haven't seen Amitabh Bachchan in his "Angry Young Man" days - okay, my kid brother and I have seen Amar Akbar Anthony, and I've seen Zanjeer and the original Don, but that's about it. But we got what we was supposed to be - though I think maybe we saw something a bit more valedictory in the movie and its portrayal of him as an older gentleman seemingly preparing to go out in a blaze of glory. (I kept comparing it to Soderbergh's Terrence Stamp movie The Limey - only funnier.)
Just so you know, this was our third movie this evening. The first was MAIN AUR MR. RIIGHT, which could have been an American Rom-Com (that's not a compliment!) and turned everybody off with its shallow, unsympathetic characters; Dashavatar, which I would have been happy to stick with since it's about the Avatars of Vishnu (which we know very little about), but everybody else went Thumbs-Down because it looks like "Something you'd see in Sunday School!"; and finally this.
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