Swades, Shahrukh aur Hum
- Soumil
It’s common news now that Shahrukh Khan is getting a national award for Jawaan while The Kerala Story was awarded an award for best cinematography. Sane humans are disgusted by the news—the latter part obviously since there exists a beautifully shot film called Aadujeevitham or The Goat Life and I am not the first one to say this since Instagram is flooded with reels showing clips of the film’s visual poetry. But I would like to talk about Shahrukh’s national award and something I saw in Instagram only: What about Swades? Where is the national award for that?
Swades was directed by the same man who made Lagaan
and Mohenjo Daro. His filmography also includes Jodha Akbar and Panipat
which along with Mohenjo Daro are any historian’s nightmare. But Swades
stands different—for once the masala optimism actually works in that film. The
writing is strong and the cinematography is miles, miles better than The
Kerala Story (just comparing). There’s one particular scene where the
reflection of a temple on the nearby pond is shown and it looks just like a
drawing made with crayons. Even the famous shot which got turned into the
official poster—a changed Mohan, sitting amidst his people and in the
motion, you can’t even recognise that it’s Shahrukh Khan except for his modern
clothes.
Now to bring in Jawaan in this context: the
characters are divided into good and bad with the government shown as the obvious
bad guys and Shahrukh Khan’s double roles painting two trending anti-hero
characters who are doing things for the greater good. The heroine is a
single mother who’s a badass cop also—perfect for the male fantasy as she jumps
into action wearing tight clothing and minimal armour. And this film breaks the
box office to get the national award for its main lead actor.
Where’s the difference?
Well, for once the characters of Swades are
humble and change as the story flows forward. They are not ready to accept in
the beginning perhaps—but they change, they see, they are changed.
That’s how character arcs work, that’s how stories flow. In the film, until a
good chunk of the time is passed, Mohan keeps drinking from packaged drinking
water bottles. Only after the journey which Kaaveri Amma puts him to,
does he buy water from a child on his way back home, taste the actual water of
his homeland and let it flow through his body. Throughout this whole journey
back, Mohan is stunned…Mohan revels and ponders on the image of poverty he just
saw—something changes in him. But the characters in Jawaan are already
fleshed out as good or bad—they don’t change. The film is said to be “bold”
to speak against the government and the atrocities but it almost throws all
those complaints one after the other straight into our eyes—it spoon-feeds the
message down your throat and offers some dashing blockbuster action scenes for
you to drink beside all the spoon-fed storylines. And everyone likes that,
everyone screams “OH CINEMA IS BACK!”
But Swades is more subtle. It is perfectly
embodied in Shahrukh Khan’s character who doesn’t talk much after his
realization. It leaves the silent parts for the audience to ponder and
realise—it lets the audience drink the story and feel it spread across the
body.
Swades also criticises the government and India
as a country and the state that it is in, but it begins as an argument between
Mohan and Gita—the former pointing out all the faults in the country and its
people while the latter tries her best to defend her homeland. Swades lets the
audience in Mohan’s shoes and lets them get accustomed to how the world works
and why the faults exist. The message isn’t bombarded by action sequences or
villainizing a part of society—the police for example. Nowadays, you will see
patriarchal male heroes (Pushpa) defeat and brutally kill police
officers since it’s easy to refer to them as the bad guys now but quite hard to
see them as nothing but government workers doing the filthy work for the
government. Such empathy can’t be produced by films like Jawaan
because they bombard the minds with the “message” and are able to
squeeze out sympathy by depicting brutally wounded dead bodies, bodies of
farmers hanging from the tree and such graphic depiction of the violence
accompanying poverty because it can’t give birth to empathy. A particular
harrowing scene from the film Jojo Rabbit must be mentioned here— Jojo
sees her mother’s shoes and the audience sees that along with him. His mother
is often tap-dancing, dancing with the flow of the world. But the last scene
with his mother, is that of him following a butterfly, then standing up and
seeing those very shoes hanging in mid air, still and lifeless. The camera
doesn’t go up to show proof of what has occurred—that image is for no
one but Jojo to experience, the director trusts the audience and hence, empathy
is generated due to the repeated showing of the image of the shoes.
I won’t talk on
and on about the visuals of Jawaan but one thing must be mentioned— Shahrukh’s
production company Red Chillies Entertainment is basically a vfx company
so it needs vfx-heavy storylines which began from films like Zero where
his character even goes to the moon. A
recent example includes Dunki which is Rajkumar Hirani’s worst film till
date and Shahrukh’s character is the worst amidst all others. Dunki too
forces out sympathy by the plotline which must involve vfx-heavy maps,
graphics—all done in poor taste. In comparison, the film Shiddat speaks
on the same immigration-emigration problem with the main plotline being a love
story yet doesn’t take any sides or paint the characters as good or bad. It
easily generates empathy even though the masala dialogues won’t work unless
you’re watching that film with someone special.
Dunki wasn’t a blockbuster hit like Hirani’s
previous films—and rightly so, as the audience can’t gulp down everything
that’s thrown to them with multiplexes charging heavy prices for shows. On the
other hand, if we go back a bit, Swades was a flop. Yet, Jawaan is both a box office hit and a national
award winner. Tells you everything you need to know about our desh and
us and that too much, much better than Swades ever could. This isn’t a
negative point—films capture time and are themselves stuck in time. Classics
might speak to you even now, be relatable even now but they depict a
different time and era—yes, maybe the problems persist. Two characters like
Mohan and Gita—romantically involved or not doesn’t matter—might be talking
right now about the condition of the country and arguing for their own sides. One
might also remember films like Jaane Bhi Do Yaaro and the ending where
the two main leads come out of prison with Hum Honge Kamiyab playing in the background, they look to the
screen and put their forefingers across their necks and the sound of the wood
sliding beneath the gallows is heard—what Varun Grover rightly points out as the
sad reality even though the whole film was a satire with one comedic scene
after the other designed by suspending reality and laughing over the mechanics
of reality.
But don’t worry, people will flock to Shahrukh’s next
film nonetheless and the next war film on the Pahelgaon attacks will be given
an award for best cinematography or perhaps even best screenplay or all the god
damn categories if possible and I will be screaming on that decision again
while mentioning other films which were deprived of the actual honour.


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