Indian Cinema Today: Chidananda Das Gupta
Indian Cinema Today: Chidananda Das Gupta
Indian Cinema Today: Chidananda Das Gupta
ings, there was built a real and admirably afterwards without being intensely moved by
equipped 498-seat movie theater. All these pride and thankfulness.And, lookingback now
years since, films have been thrown daily on to those days so long ago and far away, and
to its screen, as a tribute to the seventh art and in spite of or to explain a little grumbling, I
a continual source of pleasure and education. hear inwardly the words from an old hymn:
I nearly choked with excitementwhen the first "That such a light affliction should win so
programwas given there and never stole down great a prize."
"We must put everything into the cinema," says of the possibilities of the cinema, because the
Jean-LucGodard,the high priest of moderncinema. cinema is a medium distilled out of previousmodes
And his films leapfrog from real life to painting, of expressionsynthesizedby science. Yet, so far, only
literature, advertising, science, politics-connecting a tiny segment of India lives in the scientific ambi-
it all less and less by story links, and more and more ence of the twentieth century; the rest is one enor-
by the unifying force of the film-maker's mind, mous anachronismstruggling to leap into the pres-
turning narrative, "objective"cinema into a direct ent.
personal communication between the film-maker Those of us who would like to see Indian cinema
and his audience. But this "putting everything into on the sophisticatedlevel of films from the West (or
the cinema" is only made possible by the film- Japan) tend to forget that the forces weighing down
maker's awareness of the many past forms both of Indian cinema are special and massive. Even the
cinema and of other arts, and his sense of the cons- most avant-gardesection of the Indian film industry
tantly developing interrelationsof art, history,litera- is still subject to crushing pressures-from both
ture, science. Only this can give him an awareness past and present.
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The absorption of the twentieth-century medium disparate aspects of life is a constant source of vul-
of the cinema, born and developed in industrially garity in social manifestations and in so-called cul-
advanced countries, into India's classical and folk tural phenomena-the vulgarity of synthetic, folksy
culture presents enormous problems. India is one art, of the garish painting of ancient temples, of the
country, but has over 800 "mother tongues"; 16 harshness of naked fluorescent tube lights, of the
languages with scripts of their own are recognized in sons of 5-year-plan contractors playing transistors
the constitution; the diversity in religions, races, cos- under massive banyan trees, of dignified old peas-
tumes, customs, food habits, looks and outlooks, cul- ants breaking into an ugly trot to cross city streets.
tural backgrounds is greater than within the entirety With Independence came the stimulation of in-
of Western civilization. The advanced middle class dustrial growth, the opening up of communications
is one of the most liberal-minded in the world. But (without a corresponding broadening of educa-
some tribal people still live in the neolithic age; tion), population pressures, rising prices: these ugly
other groups exist, as it were, in medieval times. features of a colonial subcivilization have, instead
Even the educated, once inside their homes, often go of diminishing, multiplied themselves. Independ-
back centuries, leaving the modern world in the ence has lifted the cultural disciplines of anti-
office and the drawingroom; they use the products of British politics and let loose many disparate cultural
science without allowing science itself to penetrate tendencies. The cultural leadership of the country
their beings and change the structure of their minds. has been too inadequate to bring to the masses the
In India the industrial revolution began barely same synthesis between East and West which
twenty years ago; neither its pace nor its influence is people like Tagore and Nehru brought to the ad-
yet adequate to give the cinema-a product of sci- vanced middle class. The failure to absorb the cin-
ence and technology-a sense of belonging to the ema into the Indian tradition is only a part of this
times. Yet an average of 300 full-length features were larger failure.
produced and released in the last three years by 61 Yet the breakdown of folk culture, the rise of an
studios, 39 laboratories, 1,000 producers, and 1,200 uneducated industrial working class coming into
distributors; films were shown in 6,000-odd theaters money, of middlemen who thrive on government
to an audience of more than two billion a year-the spending, the increasing outward conformity of the
fourth largest in the world. There are films for na- nouveaux riches to a vulgar pseudo-Western pattern
tionwide or "all-India" distribution made in Bom- (in the absence of any other pattern), the increased
bay and Madras (in Hindi or its variant Hindustani) mixing between men and women-all this has cre-
and there are regional films made in many states-of ated the need for an entertainment formula that can
which the most numerous are the Bengali, well- cater to an increasingly common set of denom-
known for Satyajit Ray. inators.
For more than a century, progress in India has The Hindi (i.e., all-India) film formula not only
been the outcome of a successful synthesis of Indian caters to these denominators, but also helps to cre-
tradition with a Western education in the sciences ate and consolidate them, giving its public certain
and the humanities. But this culture, brought about terms of reference for its cultural adjustment, no
by Tagore, Gandhi, and Nehru, is the culture of the matter how low the level of that culture and adjust-
advanced middle class; it still leaves out the over- ment may be. It thus supplies a kind of cultural
whelming majority of the population to whom the leadership, and reinforces some of the unifying ten-
twentieth century and its products are only a neces- dencies in our social and economic changes. It pro-
sary evil to be lamented. In the popular mind, you vides an inferior alternative to the valid cultural
resist this Kaliyuga (evil eon) by mentally with- leadership which has not emerged because of the
holding yourself from its contamination or you are hiatus between the intelligentsia, to which the lead-
corrupted and fall from grace as defined by tradi- ers belong, and the masses-many of them living in
tion. remote corners of the country. One cold spring
Even the railway train and the radio are still un- morning in Manali (7,000 feet up in the northwest-
connected facts-things that exist and must be used, ern foothills of the Himalayas) I heard a woman's
but without any consciousness of where they came voice softly singing a Hindi film song outside my
from or how. Science has only confused the Indian window. I went out to investigate and met a family
villager's philosophy and his pattern of living. The which crosses the 14,000-foot Rohtang Pass every
products of science have only brought vulgarity into spring, from Lahaul Valley on the Tibet border, to
his existence. This lack of integration between the seek work on this side. Every spring they go to Kulu
The All-India
film in
full
flower.
to the cinema there, and the wife was singing a period of superstition and isolationism, aided and
song from a film she had seen the previousyear. For abetted by Christian missionary teaching of the
her, the experienceof a Hindi film once a year was Britishperiod. They satisfy the common man's cur-
a tiny window on the world beyond the Rohtang iosity regarding the ways of the new times but do
Pass. not explain them. They not only do not try to make
The basic ingredientsin the all-India film for the him think; they do everything possible to stop him
laborer from Lahaul as well as the half-educated from thinking.Film landscapeschange weirdly from
petty bourgeois comprise not only an operatic as- Bombay to Tokyo or Delhi to Honolulu, airplanes
sembly of all possible spectacles, sentiments, melo- land and big cars whiz past; the story has no logic,
drama, music and dancing, but a mix of these cal- but the songs are delectable, the heroines glamor-
culated to appeal to the righteous inertia of the ous, the dances carry the viewer off his feet. Yet in
audience. In the absence of any other explanation the end he has not sinned himself; like the Code-
of technological phenomena, it is the Hindi film supervised American moviegoer of yore, he has
which holds forth: "Lookat the Twentieth Century, merely inspected the sins of others before con-
full of night clubs and drinking, smoking, bikini- demning them. The hero with whom he identifies
clad women sinfully enjoyingthemselvesin fast cars has returnedto his true love, the village belle, and
and mixed parties;how right you are in condemning renounced the city siren. Sin belongs to the West;
them-in the end everyone must go back to the tra- virtue to India. Between the two SharmilaTagores
ditional patterns of devotion to God, to parents, to -one a cabaret dancer and the other a demurely
village life, or be damned forever." This answer Indian damsel-of Evening in Paris, no compromise,
does not try to explain;it merely echoes the natural no middle tones are possible. The more the nou-
fear which traditionalpeople have of anything new, veaux riches rock and roll or twist and shake in blue
anything they do not understand. The films thus jeans, the deeper becomes the schizophrenia be-
give reassuranceto the "family audience" which is tween modernity and tradition in the Indian cin-
the mainstay of the film industry. They pander to ema. The all-India film thus paradoxicallybecomes
the puritanism developed in the dark pre-British the most effective obstacle against the development
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of a positive attitude towards technological prog- to reach up to the Lahaul Valley; the dances are
ress, towards a synthesis of tradition with modern- smartly executed, as in Anita; the girls are pretty
ity for a future pattern of living. (too many to name); the color is good, the sets well-
If India's course today is still being guided by the designed, as in Palki (Palanquin); the locations
Tagore-Nehru dream of an East-West synthesis, the well-selected (Sangam); the fights convincing, as
all-India film actively prevents the filtering down of in Gunga Jumna (the names of two rivers); the
that dream from the advanced middle class to the censor-deceiving sex-appeal cunningly contrived
wider base of the population. It is thus a conformist, (Anita). The Hindi cinema has not only produced
reactionary film, out to prevent social revolution a pop culture, but pop songs which are comparable
rather than to encourage it. In this conformism, the in rhythm, melody, and verve to those of any coun-
censorship helps. You can criticize the prime min- try: an effective concoction made of borrowings
ister in the Indian press but not in films. Occasion- from classical and folk backgrounds, even Tagore
ally when we see a corrupt policeman in a film, we songs and Western music. The dancing is similarly
are overjoyed by the liberality of the censors. It is culled from all conceivable styles but gells into the
impossible in films to go openly against the basic sprightly form of Vaijayanthimala (a Southern
attitudes of the Establishment. Not only in prudery dancing star), leaving no dull moment to be dedi-
on sex but in hypocrisy on all possible things, the cated to thought. But in spite of its competence
cinema must conform. It therefore undermines the and its verve, it is neither Indian, nor cinema.
ideas of the Establishment indirectly, but effec- Yet with the erosion of the traditional forms of
tively. folk entertainment and the trek into the cities in
The form of this cinema follows its content. In search of employment, this cinema (in the absence
India film has largely been a receptacle for the mix- of television) quickly established itself as the only
ing together of other media, rather than a medium diversion of the public-fulfilling its diverse needs
in itself. Today's Hindi cinema lacks no acting tal- for drama, music, farce, dancing, escape into illu-
ent; but it is not meant to be used. What passes for sions of high living, into fantastic dreams of sin and
acting is a game between the director and the audi- modernity from which to return to the daily grind.
ence played with well-established types-the crying The sixties found the Hindi cinema spiralling up
mother, the doting father, the dancing, singing, in costs as it expanded in spectacle; diseases which
dewy-eyed heroine, the sad-faced or epileptic hero, had been inherent in the system since the war broke
the comic, the precocious child-in which a few out into a first-class crisis when 60 out of 70 Bom-
mannerisms of the actor are enough for the audience bay films, each costing over half a million dollars,
to take the details for granted, so that one can pro- failed at the box office in 1967. Well over 60% of
ceed quickly to the climax at which someone will the production costs went to meet the fees of the
burst into song or dance. It is not as if serious acting stars. With each star acting in several films at the
or storytelling is suddenly interrupted by a song; same time, the annual income of some of them (in a
the "action" is in fact merely a preparation for the country with an average per capita income of some
song. Similarly the situations are stock situations, $50 a year) is higher than that of the top Hollywood
with stock responses too readymade to require any stars. Since the money is "black" and mostly paid
exploration of why or how something has happened; under the counter, the Indian star's income-tax wor-
the sooner the rest of the action springing from a ries are rather less than those of his Hollywood
situation (in a night club, a swimming party, a
counterpart. No wonder the films which are so aptly
sentimental scene between father and daughter) described by journalists as the "vehicles" of these
can be taken for granted, the better. The films are stars are unreal from start to finish.
long, as folk entertainment has always been; the "Black money" originated during the scarcities of
opposition between good and evil is sharp, as it has the wartime years, when the spoils of large-scale
always been in the epics and legends. Some of the profiteering stayed outside the banks; it has re-
traditional characteristics of folk entertainment have mained there ever since. An industry which costs
been cleverly exploited to promote the
opposite of more in services than in goods offered an excellent
the harmony with the environment which such en- area for this unaccounted and untaxed wealth to
tertainment achieved. hide and multiply. The moneybags offered fantastic
Today the songs are competently written, com- sums to the stars to wean them away from the stu-
posed, and sung, as in Sangam (or Union)-at in- dios, which were soon forced to close down. Since
tolerably high pitch for my ears but loudly enough then, Indian production has been completely "in-
INDIAN CINEMA
years), film archives, serious film magazines, state ulace, but will find sufficient buyers to break out
recognitionfor good films, state finance, and a wider into art theaters and the film-club circuit (now con-
spread of import sources. These forces, despite oc- sisting of about a hundred groups). Under its pres-
casional signs of defeat, are in fact gathering some sures, even the commercial cinema may have to
strength; more people are beginning to get a taste undergo at least superficial changes in form, al-
of real cinema and becoming impatient to try their though perhaps not in spirit. The trail blazed by
hand at the medium, to hold their doors wide open the Bengalis is already being followed by other re-
to influences and examples from all over the world. gions who might also find paths of their own; and
Their dissatisfactionsand creative urges are bound the total impact of India's regional films-like the
to find expression,sooner or later, in a kind of cin- best of the Bengali-may yet be memorable in
ema which may or may not cater to the vast pop- world cinema.
Film Reviews
MARKETALAZAROVA vakia, is without a doubt the best historical film
Director: Frantisek Vlacil. Script: Frantisek Pavlicek and VIa- ever made anywhere-not that it has much
cil, from the novel by Vladislav Vancura. Camera: Bedrich serious competition. Its only rivals are those
Batka. Score: Zdenek Liska. Ceskoslovensky Film; no U.S.
distributor as yet. elegantly formal (and actually time-less)
masterpieces, The Passion of Joan of Arc and
The historical film generally has a very bad Alexander Nevsky. It is like some archaeologi-
name--and richly deserved. "Costume pic- cal record that has suddenly become animated;
tures" from DeMille onward have been synony- it makes you feel as if you've been plunged in-
mous with the worst in movie excesses: the gro- to some widescreen time-capsule. (The only
tesqueries of The Scarlet Empress with Dietrich recent film footage at all relevant to it is the
as Catherine the Great, Laughton deliciously "Lang" fragments in Godard's LeMdpris, where
and atrociously hamming it up as Henry VIII, strange painted Greeks climb out of the sea.)
the kimono-swishing revenges of Chushingura, There is virtually no trace in it of modem man;
Burt Lancaster sleepwalking through Visconti's a character played by Charlton Heston would
static landscapes in The Leopard-actor and be as out of place in it as a hairy mastodon in
set-designer films gone adrift in overblown Rockefeller Plaza.
fantasies of a melodramatic past. The historical Generally the makers of historical films en-
picture has lately taken a theatrical turn with gage in a simpleminded substitution game: they
modestly filmed plays such as A Man for All put comfortably contemporary characters into
Seasons and Lion in Winter, but these are fresh wigs and costumes, and ask us to imagine
hardly movies at all, much less good movies; they are Napoleon or Toulouse-Lautrec-but
they have the advantage of attracting fine stage the plot machinery and the thinking of the
performers, but they do not even broach the characters are unutterably and unredeemably
real (and interesting) problems of relating film modern. There is not a character and not a
and theater, and simply allow their actors to situation in Marketa Lazarova which could
march about declaiming lines and confronting have been imagined by a Hollywood script-
one another. In Virginia Woolf, Marat/Sade, writer. Nothing in it is charming or picturesque.
and The Brig we have had intriguing experi- Hair is matted, filth is routine; none of the liv-
ments in theatricalized film, but what we have ing arrangements are at all familiar.
had from the historical film is mostly romances, Partly as a result of this, and partly from its
battles, escapes, and lots of cleavage. complex structure, the film is initially as confus-
Marketa Lazarova, which takes place in the ing as it would be to actually arrive in such an
thirteenth-century in what is now Czechoslo- alien culture. We don't at first have the faintest