Movie Review : Piku

Title : Piku
Language : Hindi
Year : 2015
Director : Shoojit Sircar
Genre : Drama, Comedy
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Lead Role : Amitabh Bachchan, Deepika Padukone, Irrfan Khan

A director who caught public attention by presenting offbeat themes including that of a sperm donor (Vicky Donor) and a political thriller (Madras Café) in his previous works. A legendary actor whose very presence shoots up the interests of the average cine-goer. A diva that has attained the tag of ‘Lady Superstar’ by managing to balance commercial success as well as critical acclaim. An actor known for choosing performance oriented roles, and whose portfolio has grown beyond international boundaries. When such eminent personalities join hands for a project, it is understandable that expectations reach sky high. And Piku succeeds in satisfying your hopes.

Piku could be described as a realistic; coming of age tale of today’s working women, and their social relationships and much more. To put simply, it is the tale of a Bengal born Delhi settled young woman and her retired father, who is a skeptic and unconventional. Once again, director Shoojit Sircar has taken on a less talked about, but hugely relevant topic that is constipation.

Piku could also be labeled as a road film, and the car journey from New Delhi to Kolkata reveals each of their personalities. The makers have tried to comment on women rights, and they have clarity on many social issues, including marriage and sexuality. Amitabh Bachchan, Deepika Padukone and Irfan Khan have all played their roles to perfection. Music by Bengal based composer Anupam Roy adds soul to the movie.

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