The lost art of appreciating a Movie.........

The real fun of watching movies was always at my native place – Kolhapur. It was a complete return-on-investment stuff – The action off the screen almost matching the show on the screen. Kolhapur happens to be a prosperous (smallest city in India with Merc showroom of its own!!) art-loving city. I do not know how many cities in India have the film artists’ / directors’, classical music maestros’ statues without they turning politicians and all. I do not know how many cities have Raj Kapoor’s statues in public places – The city has always been a movie buff and quite evolved when it comes to Cinema – The golden era of Marathi Cinema (yes there was!) was from this place.

As most of the school holidays used to be spent there, Kolhapur has always been an integral part of my childhood. It is in those holidays that I really freaked out on the “movie experience” that was so different from routine Mumbai one..... But what made movie watching in Kolhapur so exciting was not the Kolhapur citizens – it was the people who poured in from country-side that made it special. Being the most happening place of that part of the world – folks from nearby countryside used to flock in – to entertain themselves....as well as entertain others albeit unintentionally....

The fun started right at the ticket window..... was not uncommon to have an argument at the window for “One full and one half ticket”!....its only when the fellows in the Queue intervened, the fellow would grumblingly take out the balance money from the folds of his turban.......

No-one wasted precious printing ink on stuff like printing seat numbers on tickets ...... so as the crowd waited for doorkeepers to open the door, scene resembled more like sprinters waiting for the whistle... By experience, you would know that there was no need to participate in the race..... the winners generally preferred front seats!!

The class act was “Big B” movies – always reverentially referred as “Bachchan” – the entry would be greeted with shrill whistles and a generous shower of coins on the screen.... the involvement in Bachchan was so complete that it was not unusual for a few to stand up and cheer the fights.... not to mention the tips that poured in for the fights... well after all its a city of wrestlers....... Loud expletives were thrown at villains - for those who do not know the place, strong expletives (what you call Gaalis) is not considered bad manners...its just part of ...well....normal language!

I still remember watching re-run of iconic Zanjeer in Kolhapur. As I took the seat, a fellow in front of me took out his pouch and while sharing the tobacco with the neighbour said something seriously, which I remember word-by-word to this day ...” this movie there is no tension – that b**##%d Praan (the famous villain) is with Bachchan, otherwise he can be a pain!” as they relaxed in their seats, I just stopped myself from asking – “But what about Ajit? (the villain of Zanjeer)”.

As I watch the movies in comfort of a multiplex or my living room sofa with much better “Technology” experience – I almost get a lump in my throat missing the real experience around – the source of which is a rare commodity now – innocence!


The most amazing movie experience was when Pallavi and I went to Kolhapur first time after our marriage – The big joint family decided to go for a movie – it was the smash-hit that time – Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge (DDLJ)........ As we were taking our seats two of my younger cousins (I think they were in 3rd or 4th standard) rushed and sat on either side of Pallavi.... they wanted see the movie with their brand new bhaabhi (elder brother’s wife)..... so I watched DDLJ sitting between my mother and my aunt! I am waiting for those buggers to grow up and marry.....so that I can take them to a movie in Kolhapur with their newly wed brides......!!!!