I recently revisited this old film, in addition to the beautiful heroine and the dazzling singing and dancing that shocked me again, I was also attracted by the details in the film.
When Paro, who was married, came to the brothel to persuade Devda to quit drinking, Devda brought out a treasure of all memories of Paro. The three rupees of childhood, Paro's anklet, the used water bottle, the bride's bracelet... When he tried to help her slender wrist wear that beautiful bracelet again with tears in his eyes, his clumsy appearance affected two people. Memories of the beginning. So they both laughed, and strong feelings filled the two who could never go back. She hid on the balcony expecting him to elope with her, but only heard the screeching sound of the reins; he hysterically asked her if she could elope with him, and her drooping teary eyes hid on the beautiful wedding sari. So they finally completely missed each other.
After being grounded, Paro heard the news of Devda, so she crawled frantically to meet him. Strings of bright red footprints bloomed on the smooth marble floor, just as she left on the stairs when she was ashamed to see him many years ago. The traces below are normal. Devda finally saw the figure carved in his life, and in the blurred vision, tears flowed from his haggard eyes and saliva from the corners of his dying mouth. His murmured heart echoed with Palo, who fell down outside the iron gate: "Where do I go to look for it, my lost innocence, my lost dream, my lost childhood. Where did the shadow of the tree go? Where is her home?" She didn't even have the right to reach him, that heavy iron door was the indifferent and mocking eyes of their family when they looked at her family, the freedom she lost after turning into a noble, and everything that weighed on her. The pain above their heads, so on both sides of this iron gate, a pair of lovers lost their lives and lost their souls.
The parts of the film that do not involve love are also staggeringly detailed. Devda's selfish and vengeful sister-in-law's crying slander, the aristocratic man's disdainful teasing and teasing of prostitutes, the sad and anxious begging of a loyal old servant, the broken-hearted and disappointed mother's profile at the father's funeral... These make the whole film full of people's taste. Indian films usually focus on the twists and turns of the plot and the entanglement of characters, which makes it more like a theatrical performance, but this film adds more subtle perspectives in life, making the film a lot more three-dimensional.
The torrential rain in summer brought the long-lost coolness, and on a leisurely weekend, I revisited an old movie. The afternoon alone is also very fulfilling.
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