Lol, sometimes I wish I could just be one of those teenagers again....with raging hormones and an uncomplicated makeup that accepts bulging torsos and simpering doe-eyed girls as EXCELLENT characterisations but then I remember I hated being a teenager...and I was never that uncomplicated anyway LOL yeah yeh toh maanna padega.....despite all the convoluted b.s. atleast the classic Kekta shows had consistency....and more than anything GOOD actors....they could all act...from the lead cast down to sidey jokers like Indroneel.....Aaj kal toh watching some ppl "acting" is enough to make you want to gouge your eyes out watching them
My God...honestly....I don't know whether to cry or laugh hysterically when I watch the "acting" of today. I just....I find it incomprehensible how anyone can look at these people and see talent! What is wrong with the world?! And I don't think I am being snobbish here or overly critical; without wanting to offend any random stalkers reading this convo...I truly do NOT understand what people see in the likes of the Armaans and the Maans. Seriously. What, can anybody explain to me, is the difference between these two? Aside from the fact that they are played by different actors, of course. If you asked an AR fan to list all of Armaan's "qualities", acc. to them, and if you asked a Maan fan to do the same, and you compared the list - it would be exactly the same!
It seems these days that EVERY single actor/character has this checklist of things they have to be - the overly toned torso, the strategically unbuttoned shirt to showcase as much of that cleavage as possible, the too-perfect squared jaw, the stubble that looks like its been measured to suit a certain size (too much and he'll look like an unwashed homeless beggar...too little and he's not "serious" about his work/life/love/whatever)...every "hero" has to be this brooding, intense, stone-cold impressive man with a secret heart of gold
(even Armaan, who started off as a kind of funny man, joker type, ended up as the dil ka haara, obsessive lover). If the hero is not possessive, aggressive, jealous and often malicious - he is not a "man"
. It just smacks of such....calculation
. Everything is too perfect, and I absolutely loathe
that. I'm sick of it.
I'm not saying that the characters I've liked in the past have been completely authentic and original. But characters like Prem/UD, while perhaps not original....was not exactly this perfect specimen and God's gift to womankind. He was deeply, deeply flawed, incredibly selfish, naive, often mean-spirited and so damn difficult to understand. I don't know how any woman in the real world could put up with him as long as Mukti did. He would have been dumped and discarded within minutes. He was incredibly complex...so much so that you needed a Ph.D. to understand his motives! At least there was something to decipher there - some substance. With these newfound heros....where's the complexity? When the hero does something, he does it acc. to some pre-prescribed set of rules; what is there to figure out, analyse? He does it because he's "awwwwwwwwww, in lowweeeeeeeee with her sooooooooo much!!! *puke*" I can't stand that kind of perfection. It is not real; it does not exist.
I think, often, there's a pattern with the characters I like. Mostly the pattern is that they are imperfect. Two that come to mind are UD and Shruti. Both of them are imperfect in more ways than one. Stubborn, selfish, hot-headed, rude, mean, kind, loving and on many occasions, entirely undeserving of the love of the people in their lives - Mukti in UD's case and in Shruti's, her mother. Mukti, while I love her, was often much more of a mahaan character than Shruti and even Prerna, who gave in to her urges and bhashan-slapped lots of people, and was quite often WRONG. Parvati toh was the queen of mahaanta and suffering; not that I loved her any less for that - just differently. In fact, I think I loved Parvati best when she was Janki....when she was a little rude, selfish, self-obsessed and uncaring (even if it was just for show). Especially since those idiots all deserved it.
There were times when I hated both UD and Shruti. (Ironically most heatedly both during the respective rape tracks). During Mukti's rape track....I think the only way that I could have hated UD any more was if he was the one who had raped her. Apart from that slight edge that Sharad had, Sharad and UD were almost level in my hatred of them at the time. But at least that made for an interesting character. How much time did we spend, Anu, trying to figure out just what the hell that idiot UD was doing?! Because he wasn't completely evil, which is also a bore. How much time did I spend wondering what was wrong with Shruti?! Because she wasn't completely evil either.
And yet, through all of it....I simply couldn't let go of the fact that these two were...at the very least....the realest people in all of TV-dom. People are not black and white - they are grey. They are stupid, clever, selfish, sacrificing, rude, polite and countless other things. People are a source of mystery to each other; why one person does one thing in a particular situation, and another does something completely different. That's the whole point. We are people, not cardboard cutouts of "The Perfect Man" and "The Perfect Woman". I'm sick of seeing these kinds of "idealistic" characters being shown as the norm....because when these audiences go out into the real world they realise that the truth is very different, and thus disappointing.
Of course, there are other creative arts where this "perfection" is sought; literature is one. Now, I read, a LOT, and I'm not ashamed to say that I also read chick lit. I'm a fan - no doubt. If I want to read about the perfect fairytale romance I do. But at least I have a choice
in the matter; if I want to read chick lit I can...if I want to read about a depressing, morbid, doomed love affair, I can. If I want to read about parrots, I can
in TV these days....in Indian TV especially...where is the choice?! It's no choice to say "I'll watch issue-based shows on Colors", or "I'll watch the news instead of Star Plus"...if these shows are crap, they are crap. There's no choice between a crap carbon copy love story and a crap show on another channel. And switching the TV off is no choice either; TV isn't the property of these shows, it isn't that only those who love what's on are allowed to watch it and others have to shut up and bear it. At least with literature there is so much GOOD writing on all manner of subjects; and no one author thinks "hmm...that so-and-so author has done really well this year with his sci-fi-fantasy-vampire-love-story. I know - I'll make my next book a sci-fi-fantasy-vampire-love-story to cash in!!" (of course, speaking of vampires, you will always get a Stephanie Meyer amongst the Anne Rices
). Indian TV nowadays is so much more about "So-and-so show is doing well....I'll borrow their tricks and storylines and do the same!!" Not only do I wonder and worry about the current crop of actors....but more than that I worry about these so-called writers. Have they really lost all originality...all creativity
that they must plagiarise from each other and other sources? Can they really dare to call themselves "writers" when they are not writing but stealing?! It beggars belief.
LOL you really like her, haan? Got a link to her scenes? Main bhi dekh leti hoon
Lol - she's not so original
, but as I mention in detail above
that's okay. Try this link:
Part 2: http://super.mast.tv/zshare.php?file=85035866e6715f20/
This is yesterday's episode. Context: The girl in the wedding dress (Dia) is her long-lost twin sister who was separated at birth
and was raised by Ammaji and family. Jhanvi (purple dress) was raised by Ammaji's gundi daughter who was also separated from her own mother (told you this wasn't original
). Dia was being forced to marry this random stalker guy who made her family believe that she had slept with him, despite the fact that she is terrified of him and pretty much everyone else in the world...but at the last minute Jhanvi , with the help of No One Killed Jessica's Rani and Vidya (
I never said it was good,
)...saved her from the creepo and stopped the marriage. This is the ep following that.