Sunday, 5 April 2009

Smritimedur (Pleasant Remembrances) [2009]


I went to watch Smritimedur with a friend, despite not knowing anything about the movie, for the simple reason that it was being played at one of the screens of Nandan, a movie theatre enormously respected among Calcuttans for being a bastion of good, non-mainstream movies. However, the powers that be perhaps decided to play a prank on us – or was it belated ‘April Fool’ ? – by screening a classic bad movie like Smritimedur. The basic skeleton of the movie might elicit interest – a cynical guy, who has recently fallen out of love, gets drawn into a relationship with a mysterious older lady while on a trip to North Bengal. Unfortunately, every single aspect of the plot’s execution was hopelessly pathetic – the pseudo-philosophical tone, the trashy dialogues, the inane characterizations, the ludicrous comic interludes, the B-grade song-and-dance sequences, the tele-film look, and the third-grade acting (if you can call that acting, that is). The only hope for us lay in leering at the bootylicious Sreelekha Mitra – for those who aren’t aware of this luscious lady, suffice it to say, if I start speaking about her, I might end up seriously offending the cyber police. The final nail on the coffin, regrettably, was that even her buxom presence couldn’t shield us from the atrocities aimed at us by the movie’s horrendous cast and crew.








Director: Sunit Bhattacharya
Genre: Drama/Romance
Language: Bengali
Country: India

9 comments:

theseventhart.info said...

oh man... once in a while such tragedy comes across...

Shubhajit said...

He he, absolutely... hopefully a good night's sleep might help me overcome this tragedy...

Sthito said...

ROTFL :D :D
The greatest part about watching it was the jeering and the cat-calls, even at a place like Nandan...
But we did see some prehistorically fashioned size 36DD blouses :P

Shubhajit said...

Yeah, it seemed we weren't at Calcutta's intellectual haven, but at a shady grindhouse like Pradip...

As for '36DD blouses', I guess nomenclature of that sort is generally used for some other garment, but I get what you mean ;P

Sthito said...

I have to be politically correct...your blog might be visited by feminists, who knows!

Little Girl Lost said...

:D
your blog, in fact, IS visited by feminists, or at least one feminist. serves you two wet dreamers right. i hope your cerebrals are fried by a horrible horrible movie every time you lech at Srilekha Moitra and her ilk again.

Sthito said...

@Shubho: Should you or should I? Whattheheck, lemme go first!
@LGL: To say the least, Man isn't born a wet dreamer or a chronic lech. Its disgustingly obscene shapes and sizes jutting out of women like Srilekha(and her ilk), without any aesthetic treatment(better still, anesthetic!), that makes him one. With all due respect,feminists, should actually try to ban them first, before accusing us of voyeurism.

Shubhajit said...

@Little Girl Lost - If I need to sit through horrendous movies like these to 'watch' Sreelekha Mitra, all I'll say is, bring 'em on. Just for the record, we ain't wet dreamers per se (last time I checked, it was a medical disease). But, then again, who knows, with Sreelekha & her ilk around, odd things do tend happen ;)

@Sthito - No no no, please do not make the suggestion of banning any 'shape' or 'size'. Voyeurism is a good thing, it doesn't hurt anybody.

(LGL & any other feminist who might visit my humble blog, do take the above comments in good jest. Rest assured, we ain't MCPs - whatever that means. Its just that our hormones are still working.)

dhrit said...

Aj smritimedur chobita dekhlam jalsha movies-e..akta kobita khuuuub bhalo laglo...."AMAKE SE BHALOBASIACHE"....puro kobita-ta plz keu ekhane share korte parben kii?????