So Prakash Mehra has passed on to that great big filmi party in the sky. Raja Sen compiled a best-of list, which reminded me that even though they weren’t all my cup of tea (mostly for nit-picky things like casting decisions), they’re not movies that are easily forgotten.
There is, of course, Zanjeer – the movie that properly kickstarted Bachchan-mania. And with it came a bunch of other things like fodder for a million Ajit-jokes and the sheer fabulosity of Bindu who could even make a chrysanthemum drip oomph.
I mean, she has a big orange mum on her head, people! And still works it.
And how about Laawaris, a movie that’s still being ripped off all over the place and featured Mere angane mein, a song that’s turned into something of a Bachchan trademark alongside Rang barse. Me? I’d much rather watch Amitabh shake a tambourine – with the burning anger of the oppressed!
Justice. I wants it. I sings for it!
Talking of which, one of my favorite Mumtaaz songs is the relatively little-known Kya soch raha re from Mela. How can you not love a song in which she effervescently tells a pouty Sanjay Khan (oxymoron alert!) that she’ll be waiting for him once he’s satisfied his need to go act the bumblebee amongst paper flowers? Ha.
Hera Pheri is again one of those “Was the casting director on crack?” movies and whenever I watch it, I spend considerable amounts of time trying to figure out who thought Saira Banu was just the woman for a tasty Amitabh / Vinod Khanna sandwich. But look! It’s Padma Khanna and her pleather mini-dress!
And the world is magically a better place.
In Muqaddar ka Sikandar, however, I was much more entertained by the romantic Dil to hai dil than Rekha’s mujras. Anytime you show me a tough-guy actor like Vinod Khanna or Amitabh bachchan fantasizing about a girl with a Hallmark dream sequence, it goes straight to my tickle bone. It only got worse when Bill Maher cracked a joke about the impossibility of a shared romantic fantasy between men and women. I forget his exact words but it mentioned how nobody dreams about a man riding up on a shining white horse, gathering a woman up into his strong manly arms to make gentle love on a field of flowers – before coming all over her face.
Inappropriate, hmm? I apologize. Moving on.
To Namak Halal – I had half a mind to just post songs from this movie because I love them all. So the question becomes, do I play my favorite Parveen Babi song or my favorite Smita Patil song? Oh what the hell, no power on earth will make me play anything from Sharaabi, so here’s two from this one:
First up is Smita Patil and AB celebrating the fact that all she has in the world is one blind brother.
And second is Parveen Babi as the golden huntress stalking Shashi Kapoor who doesn’t have a snowbunny’s chance in hell.
But the crowning glory has to be Shashi Kapoor rather violently getting his Shammi on in Haseena Maan Jayegi. Groovy, baby!
Not even Babita and that dead animal on top of her head can ruin that for me.