Take Off

While watching this movie, I realized that it really does suck to be an Indian. We have to stand in queues to get jobs, to emigrate to other countries or even to buy a bottle of alcohol. Our lives are a series of application forms to be filled and photostats to be submitted. I had tears in my eyes during the first scene and even the scenes at the end with the pictures of the nurses meeting their families after. Why are we always at the mercy of governments and dictators?

I loved the account of the Muslim lady's personal life. But hated the scene where she dons the burqa with glee. Would one Indian filmmaker have the guts to feature a scene where a Muslim lady tears off her burqa? The patriotic scenes towards the end were also a bit cringe-worthy. I mean, these ladies left the country for Iraq because they could not make ends meet with their meager salaries in the so called fastest growing economy in the world. Take Off must also be one of the first films in the world about the ISIS menace.

Parvathi pretty much carries this film on her shoulders. She towers over the three other leading men. She completely owned this film. I was not too impressed by her in Bangalore Days. But she really impressed me in this. I liked the film because it accurately portrays the sense of anomie and constant uncertainty that characterizes most Indian lives.