I watched a whimsical Bollywood movie purchased at Mustafa the other night. I do not know what attracted me to this particular movie. I was in the mood for a bit of nostalgia, fun, and laughter. True to form the movie had all the basic components that one expects from Bollywood.
The good and bad guys were clearly marked. The bad guys were primarily in black while the good guy was handsome, dashing, and did everything with a bit of flair. From the beginning through the end, there was no doubt which characters represented evil.
The fight scenes came early. Although the producers by all accounts intended it to look real, it came across as poorly constructed slapstick. Not one swing connected. You knew it by the visible gap between the extended fist and the intended target. The moves reminded me of the early black and white comedies. By the time the fight scene came to a climax, I was laughing hard enough to think the movie was over! It is hard to realize that this was just the first part, not the end of the climax.
As with many movies, the obvious love relationship developed with a want to be intruder in the mix. One almost thought things would turn out differently. Yet, true to form the good guy reached out for help. Each move was a echo of an old prayer; “Rescue me from their dirty tricks, save me from their hit men.” (Psalm 59.2)
The twists and turn of the moral dilemma were convincing enough to keep me watching. As the plot matured and turned to the final chapter, I found myself wondering if the movie was a parody or accurate portrayal of many lives, including my own. Observations included the following.
Doing the right thing does always bring an outcome free of headaches and challenges.
Just because someone benefited from your help, it need not follow that they will return the favor when the tables are turned.
Deciding what to do next may not be obvious, even when the bad guys are.
