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Movie Review : Masaan

Title : Masaan
Language : Hindi
Year : 2015
Director : Neeraj Ghaywan
Genre : Drama, Romance
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Lead Role : Richa Chadda, Vicky Kaushal, Sanjay Mishra , Shweta Tripathi


Another realistically made, thought provoking film which keeps the viewers intrigued and in sync with the plot. Though the primary plot is based on lost love, the movie delves into varied issues including the nation’s debatable morality laws, social stigma, cop behavior and the like. Though the viewers are offered a plethora of love stories by our filmmakers, seldom does our movies paint romance in such innocent manner. The nervousness and sincerity are beautifully conceptualized. There is a subtle jibe at the existing social class differences too.

Richa Chadda has done a commendable job playing one of the protagonists, Devi. Equally mentionable are Shweta Tripathi, Vicky Kaushal and Sanjay Mishra who all lived their roles.  Director Neeraj Ghaywan used to assist Anurag Kashyap, and unsurprisingly he has chosen to follow the master in choosing rave themes.


Personally, I have never understood why the police should interfere with the private laws of citizens. While intercourse with mutually consenting adults is a right, the laws related to immoral trafficking confuses me. Incidents like the recent raids by Mumbai police at hotels to crack down on young couples were irksome to say the least. The filmmakers have delightfully chosen to highlight this paradox. 


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