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There are only two types of heroines, standing at the opposite ends of the spectrum. She is both talkative
(or the over used word- bubbly) and mischievous or she is the shy, docile girl
next door. There is the daring Phoolan Devis (who have no morsel of emotion)
and the ultra shy village belle. And more recently (thanks to Mr. Gautham
Menon), there is also the confused urban-educated girl who frivolously breaks
the guy’s heart. The lead characters of both his recent flicks, ‘ ‘Vinnathaandi
Varuvaaya ‘and a painful NEP (Neethane En Ponvasantham) depicted the fickle
minds of girls. “Oh these women are so cold-hearted. They break our hearts without
a thought. Poor us” grieve the protagonists. After conveniently placing the
blame on the girl for wrecking the relationship, the ‘heroes’ go on to cutely
croon “why this kolaveri di” and it becomes a national obsession with all
menfolk claiming that this is “their song”. These films may not glorify men,
but they make men hapless victims of broken relationships and hold women and
their ‘strange minds’ responsible for everything that goes wrong.
It all started with Draupadi’s laughter.
Duryodhan fell into a pond, mistaking it to be the marble floors of her
palace of illusions.
She laughed. He was embarrassed. He wanted to teach her a lesson.
Thus it all began.
December 16th 2012 a day that India will
hopefully never forget. The Delhi Gang Rape and the traumatic marathon media coverage
that ensued got me thinking about Draupadi’s laugh. Beyond the lack of safety in the capital, lack of law enforcement, sexual repression and crimes against women,the rape was yet another
assertion of patriarchy and manhood. “She, a woman, who is inferior to me insulted
me, hence I shall put her in her place,” they seem to have said. The young
brave heart’s defiance angered and instigated the perpetrators even more.
According to them they were merely setting the balance right. How can a woman
be gallivanting on the streets of Delhi with a man alone? How dare she talk
back to me? It’s the same reason why a lone woman riding a scooter or a driving
a car gets followed and taunted. Women are now usurping successfully what are
traditionally considered as male domains, and this is causing a flutter
The recent shootout in Denver, when a young man dressed as
the infamous ‘Joker’ trooped into a multiplex and gunned own random public
waiting for the screening of’ The Dark Knight Rises’, brings up a pertinent
case. Why is the tendency to emulate socially deviant or ‘negative ‘ behavior
more prevalent than impersonation of the ‘hero’? The paradox is bewildering.
The hero has the looks, gets the ravishing heroine and is venerated by the
society for his exploits. Yet we find more Jokers’ and schoolboys inspired by
‘Agneepath’ slitting the throats of their teachers than men in capes running
around saving humanity and averting catastrophes.
The many layered and complicated narrative of the
Mahabharata has been the backbone of Indian ethos. Stories from the epic have
been recounted to instill morals, and have served as bedtime stories about friendship,
duty and definitions of good and bad. At times it has also been used to ingrain
patriarchy. Most forms of storytelling;
the epics, nursery rhymes or one of our biggest industries and most effective
form of storytelling today, films, contain seeds of patriarchy. These messages
are subconsciously embedded in the minds of both boys and girls thus rooting gender
stereotypes. Most often people are oblivious to the gender discrimination that
permeates through their everyday actions. When heinous crimes such as the Delhi
Gang rape shake the country one cannot help but wonder if our popular culture
had anything to do with it.
The debate on whether life imitates art or vice versa maybe
an age old one, but it’s illogical to view the two as separate entities. Social milieu and popular culture mirror each
other; they are manifestations of each other, and if negligent, they may do
more harm than good.
Films, the most pervasive and influential form of popular
culture today, systematically and subliminally have drilled patriarchal ‘values’ into the average Indian, through the
sermons of our favorite actors. Rajinikanth, who spells out the dos and don’ts
and conduct of behavior for women, takes it upon himself to domesticate women who
rebel, and ‘behave like a man’. He makes sure that they are put in their place
by the greatest punishment that they can get, that of unrequited love. The
ladies who do manage to win him over and prance around a few trees in skimpy
attire quickly metamorphosis into humble housewives with high neck blouses and saris
draping every inch of their skin.
If the hero doesn’t don the role of a moral police, he then
becomes the wastrel. The guy who sits outside the roadside teashop, chats with
his friends for a living while blowing up packest of cigarettes, and
passes lewd remarks at all women, till the girl of his dreams crosses the road.
After this life changing moment, the hero develops a new purpose in life; that
of pursuing her relentlessly during the day (while dissing her and the entire womenfolk
at night, drinking with friends). He hopes that this persistent pursuit of her
will bear fruit eventually. And sadly one day it does. The heroine with
absolutely no regard for the hero’s credentials gives up (I presume) and ‘falls
in love’ with the wastrel who did nothing but stalk her and disrobe her with
his eyes. The way to a woman’s heart seems to be through sexual harassment.
It is very disconcerting to see the spate of Tamil films
such as ‘ Oru Kal Oru Kannadi’ ,‘ 7g Rainbow Colony’, ‘Kedi Billa Killadi
Ranga’ etc that seem to drive this piece of regressive advice to all roadside
Romeos. Apparently they have discovered the secrets of a woman’s mind.
There are only two types of heroines, standing at the opposite ends of the spectrum. She is both talkative
(or the over used word- bubbly) and mischievous or she is the shy, docile girl
next door. There is the daring Phoolan Devis (who have no morsel of emotion)
and the ultra shy village belle. And more recently (thanks to Mr. Gautham
Menon), there is also the confused urban-educated girl who frivolously breaks
the guy’s heart. The lead characters of both his recent flicks, ‘ ‘Vinnathaandi
Varuvaaya ‘and a painful NEP (Neethane En Ponvasantham) depicted the fickle
minds of girls. “Oh these women are so cold-hearted. They break our hearts without
a thought. Poor us” grieve the protagonists. After conveniently placing the
blame on the girl for wrecking the relationship, the ‘heroes’ go on to cutely
croon “why this kolaveri di” and it becomes a national obsession with all
menfolk claiming that this is “their song”. These films may not glorify men,
but they make men hapless victims of broken relationships and hold women and
their ‘strange minds’ responsible for everything that goes wrong.
Where are the real heroines? The feminine but driven and
bold heroine who challenged society and made her own life has died a premature
death with the 1970s, with the films of K. Balachander. Veteran Tamil Director
K. Balachander was hailed for being ahead of his times. Its such an irony that the
Tamil directors of today, on the other hand are behind their times, doling out
crass films in the name of humor and entertainment. Where are the real women?
The one who is not coy but not necessarily a rebel either? Movies such as ‘Life
in Metro' and the more mainstream and commercial ‘Wake up Sid’, in that respect
were a breath of fresh air. In Konkana Sen one saw a more realistic and
multifaceted portrayal of the girl next door. A independent woman, who is
neither shy nor outspoken, who loves her job, loves to go out for a drink but
not always party and most of all is skeptical of all men, but will walk the
extra mile for a friendship. Doesn’t she seem like us or a person we know?
(It is however disappointing to see the promos of Ayan
Mukherji’s next film. He also seems to have succumbed to the fairytale
Bollywood romance- Yeh Jawani Hey Deewani).
So if men directors are busy stereotyping women, does the
onus fall on women to showcase a true understanding of the emotions and perspectives
of their sex? Watching ‘Arohanam’ a movie by Lakshmy Ramakrishnan, I was left
with mixed emotions. While the movie successfully got rid of every archetype associated
with women, be it the ‘noble all sacrificing mother’ character or the ‘vindictive
stepmother’, it seemed to be unfortunately giving space to another pattern;
that women directors only make women-centric films, and that only women directors
can. It took a Gauri Shinde (English Vinglish)
to put forth that Indian men must transcend their role of being providers of
wealth and comfort and must instead give their spouses respect. It took a film
by Revathy (Mitr My Friend) and national award for us to realize the loneliness
of housewives. However, most movies that pivot around a woman character are
issue-based;rape, female foeticide and dowry harassment. These social
evils must be addressed and there is no better platform than cinema to stir
one’s conscience but must we relegate and confine a woman role in cinema to
merely such representations is a question that needs to be asked.
But the winds of change are hopefully not too far away. Sujoy Ghosh’s ‘Kahaani’ provided some relief
with a Vidya Balan carrying the entire film on her shoulders (or should we say
stomach), which apart from the prowess of the lead character also showed that a
pregnant woman could be desirable! A
recent Malayalam film titled ‘ 22 F Kottayam’ was extremely disturbing through
its stark portrayal of the hundred things that are wrong with the world and
that can go wrong with a young girl’s life. It follows the story of a young and
ambitious nurse from Kottayam who falls in love with the wrong man, only to
realize much later that she was tricked into a bigger plot, and traces her
journey of reconciliation and redemption. For the first time we see a soft
spoken ‘regular girl’ and (not a vamp)
heroine who isn’t afraid to confess that she isn’t a virgin; the hero and
heroine live in together, and perhaps for the first time ever in Indian Cinema,
the heroine punishes the hero for his misdeeds by bobbitising him. What is even
more heartening is to see one of the leading and upcoming heartthrobs of
Malayalam cinema (Fahad Fazil) willingly and very convincingly portraying this
role of the anti-hero, who is punished in such a grotesque manner. In a male dominated
and chauvinistic industry, where even the heroine verbally abusing the hero is received
with disapproving catcalls from the audience, this is a huge step, in the right
direction.
Cinema has never
merely been a tool of voyeuristic pleasure or a route for escapism. The socio-
cultural impact that it can have on the mindset and behavior of its audience
cannot be ignored. Going back to the psychology premise that the human mind for
some strange reason (perhaps because its easier being ‘bad’ than good) mimics ‘negative’
behavior more effectively, illustrates the point that its time our films
exercised some sensitivity and intelligence in showcasing reality, especially
when it concerns women.
The depth of friendship is not known by the length of the acquaintance.
The 100 years of Indian cinema doesn’t call for celebration without its women
being respected.
* Shift Focus in videography terms refers to shifting focus
from an object in the foreground to the background or vice versa. Basically one
object, which was in focus or was sharp, becomes blurred and the focus is
shifted onto another.


I love what you said about the depth of friendship not known by the length of acquaintance. Have been meaning to watch 22F Kottayam. Will definitely catch it now.
ReplyDeleteSO true how the new generation seems to be fascinated by the baddies. I have seen my niece and friends rave about the Roadies show, and celebrate someone abusing someone. In their college they had a fest where girls had to slap guys, and the hardest slap won the prize. In turn the guys got to chop the girls hair!
ReplyDeleteI do not know if its about lack of values, or simple boredom demanding a change in 'heroic values'. Whatever it is, I hope they get bored with it soon.
Anything seems passe these days. Maybe it is desensitisation with over exposure? With info overload focusiing more on info per se rather than the implications or emotions?? I don't know...
Jaya