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form degenerates is the timeless theme in this great movie and Rajesh Khanna enlivens this as an immortal talent in all his glory and turns a character to an icon and more, with the flawless writing of master poet and writer Gulzar, and the simply incomparable directorial skills of a master at work, Hrishikesh Mukherjee.
Johnny Walker is the theatre owner playing a pure heart of gold clown who mouths some of the best lines ever written for silver screen, he shines second to the main lead and they both tug at your heart strings as many times as you see this classic . The affect is amazing and yet without sentiment or pity, it is sympathetic but that too is for the rest of the world and not for the wondrous character who is dwindling away in the mystery of life.
In it’s intrepid use of brilliant cuts and sound editing, the screen is endowed with an emotion that can never again be incurred, the magic of the spiritual poem songs, three in all sung by Anand-voiced over by the soft, magical voice of Mukesh and Manna Dey, are spellbinding as well as brimming with philosophy.
in the mists of the eve as the sun sinks into the sky
the bridal eve descends like a child
in the forecourt of my mind
the glow of my dreams make me blind
as dark is the night
but my desires shine in my eyes....
Director : Hrishikesh Mukherjee
Story: Bimal Dutta, Gulzar, D.N.Mukherjee, Hrishikesh Mukherjee
Cast : Rajesh Khanna, Amitabh Bachchan,Sumita Sanyal, Durga Khote, Asit Sen, Johnny Walker,Lalita Pawar
Producer : Hrishikesh Mukherjee, N.C.Sippy
Music: Salil Choudhury
is embracing death by its very venomous fangs in the form of a fatal termination, and he does it every day like a loving deed almost as if it is a divine right of passion, and in making him do so Gulzar and Hrishikesh Mukherjee bestow indian cinema with onwe of its best, or maybe the best ever character-ANAND.
It is said Anand is sufferring from a lympho sarcoma of the intestine, terminal and fatal, but actually, this is a metaphor for celebrating humanity, passion for selfless sacrifice and the gift of life. The cleansing of soul as the physical
And so gulzar revisits the time honoured theme of life and death in its eternity, swathed in poetic immortality in the guise of a youth who