Finally, finally, finally I get to see "Zindagi Tamasha", a brainchild of the immensely talented Pakistani director, Sarmad Sultan Khoosat, that had not seen the light of day in cinema screens across the country due to its criticism and depiction of the mainstream religious clergy dominating the socio-political spectrum of the country.
Unfortunately though, the only medium graced by this movie, a considerable loss for all associated with the creation of this gem, was You Tube. Khoosat, in his introductory note, is visibly emotional as he lets his creation out of a cage imposed upon it by fundamentalists that have, for decades, proved to be an impediment to free artistic growth and expression in the country.
"Zindagi Tamasha" depicts an aging man who still has an air of youthful exuberance about him along-with a genuinely affectionate heart trapped in a quagmire of criticism and societal rejection when a video of him replicating a childhood dance to his friends is posted on social media.
"Zindagi Tamasha" depicts the human need to categorize events and characters into "right" and "wrong", "good" and "evil". It talks about how an intellectually starved society has no space to cultivate acceptance and fluidity of thought, emotions and opinions. Rather, every individual is expected to fit a mold, a pre-conceived caricature of righteous and non-righteous beings. In this belief, a transgender individual is an inherently evil being while an aged man who recites religious hymns is inherently pious, devoid of any interest in activities that do not fit the ideals of a dominant sect.
Voices like Sarmad Khoosat are key in the preservation of artistic expressionism in a country that has, in recent years, lost its voice out of fear and repudiation. In a spine-chilling scene a typical Molvi (cleric) unabashedly blackmails the protagonist, Rahat Khawaja, in a crowded gathering by saying, "Lagaun naara?" ("Should I raise the allegation?"), referring to the weaponization of archaic blasphemy laws prevalent in the country that to this day are used to stifle dissenting voices and minds.
A true gem of Pakistani cinema and a beacon of hope for independent, thought-provoking film-making in a country that is in dire need of it.
