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Movie Review : Pink

Title : Pink
Language : Hindi
Year : 2016
Director : Aniruddha Roy Chowdhury
Genre : Drama, Crime, Thriller
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Lead Role : Amitabh Bachchan, Taapsee Pannu, Kirti Kulhari, Angad Bedi, Andrea Tariang

One fine day, you hear the title of a movie. PINK. You are not amused. Then you hear the names of Shoojit Sircar and Anirudha Roy Chowdhury associated to it. You are intrigued. People start giving rave reviews about the trailer. You watch the trailer. You see Amitabh Bachchan as a lawyer grilling Tapsee Pannu in a debate that treads on the fine line between intercourse by mutual consent and rape. Excited, you make a mental mote and adds the movie into your to-watch list.


 The movie releases. As expected, there is no wide release especially down south. Luckily for you, it does release in your hometown. You go on and watch the movie. The protagonists are three independent, working women. (you know the ones with short clothes and who roams freely with guys – what do we call them – “items”, right?) Much of the movie is a courthouse drama. Though the storyline gets preachy at times with discourses about morality at times by Big B, PINK gives out a very strong message, something which is very apt at a time when the primary culprit of a brutal rape case justified himself by saying that the girl “asked for it”, and a political party supremo opined that boys tend to make such mistakes and we need not make such a fuss about it.


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