Tuesday, March 6, 2012

The Color Of Paradise, Rang-e-khoda.



The beauty of this movie 'Color Of Paradise' lies in its simplistic demeanor. The world through its lead character- a blind child. He is filled with compassion and has unlimited abilities to reach out to the world around him. This is where writer director Majid Majidi's cinematic brilliancy comes into play. His ability to let the audience experience both the visually impaired and visually unimpaired worlds without ever abandoning one for the other is simply remarkable. We can see and feel both, the beauties of the boy's surroundings, and his own world where touching and hearing replaces seeing.

There were three powerful scenes in the movie that left a lasting  impression on me. 

The first is when the blind child's grandmother tells her son that it is he, for whom she is worried, and not her grandson. In a metaphorical trope, she tries to elucidate her son on unconditional love. The mysticism involved in the scene and the spiritual air to her words draw huge appreciation.

The second scene that evoked emotives in a rare outpouring of elemental understanding, was when the boy explains to his carpenter teacher, of how he doesn't understand why he was born as blind by God; for how he reaches out for HIM everywhere till the day HIS hands touch Him and tell Him everything, even all the secrets of his heart. It's hard to hold onto your tears, and not for once did I stop them. 

The third is the last scene of the movie- where the light of God touches the boys hand, thought to be dead by his wailing father. That one powerful invoking shot rendered me speechless, and I drowned myself in deep contemplation of this marvelous movie for hours together. Majid Majidi is a genius!

No comments:

Post a Comment