Its all about loving your parents....

Just saw Namesake...nice. Smooth, rich and soothing.

To me, it didnt seem so much of an ode to parents and "who-made-you-wat-you-are" school of thought. Is that what the director waned to convey? I missed it for sure.

It was more about how a family makes sense of their lives and the the dual identity that they are destined with, especially Gogol and Ashima (luhav that name). About people changing to adapt and to harmonize..about parents letting go and a natural connection children share with their parents, much to their surprise.

The movie was made up of "moments" really..

* Tabu walking down to the laundary in a cotton saree on what seems like a cold wintry morning.
* Irrfan giving Tabu directions to reach the fish market.
* Irrfan and little Gogol by the sea.
* Tabu : Do you want me to say that I love you like the Americans do?
Irrfan : smiles
Tabu : Haan, haan okay :)
* Tabu's reaction when she first hears about the sudden demise of her husband.
*Mashumi confessing to having an affair. Her : " Maybe it is not enough that we both are Bengalis". Him : "That's not what I loved you for".
* Tabu -Back in Calcutta. Singing. Free. At peace. Attached and yet detached.

The cast is superb and the movie would not have been what it is without Irrfan, Tabu and Kal Penn. Tabu looks magnificient..no one carried the cotton saris so well before. Kal Penn suits the role to the T and Irrfan rocks...from his accent to his mannerisms, he simply takes the cake.
And who eet ees this Zuleikha Robinson? Looks beyond beautiful and supports my theory that products of multi-racial parentage grow up to be stunners.


Last week , also saw " Guess who's Coming to Dinner". One of my fav dialogues from the movie...and GAWD how well does he deliver it :

" You listen to me. You say you don't want to tell me how to live my life. So what do you think you've been doing? You tell me what rights I've got or haven't got, and what I owe to you for what you've done for me. Let me tell you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a million miles, you did what you're supposed to do! Because you brought me into this world. And from that day you owed me everything you could ever do for me like I will owe my son if I ever have another. But you don't own me! You can't tell me when or where I'm out of line, or try to get me to live my life according to your rules. You don't even know what I am, Dad, you don't know who I am. You don't know how I feel, what I think. And if I tried to explain it the rest of your life you will never understand. You are 30 years older than I am. You and your whole lousy generation believes the way it was for you is the way it's got to be. And not until your whole generation has lain down and died will the dead weight be off our backs! You understand, you've got to get off my back! Dad... Dad, you're my father. I'm your son. I love you. I always have and I always will. But you think of yourself as a colored man. I think of myself as a man. "

Delivered in 1967, relevant even today.I am liking very much.