Starring: Arvind Swamy, Himanshu Sharma, Aman Uppal
Directed by: Tanuj Bhramar
Dear Dad Movie Review: It takes a whole lot of guts to make a film on alternate sexuality in India, specially when you are a first-time director. Tanuj Bhramar has pushed the envelope out of the closet as far as possible. And then some more.
It’s impossible to imagine a debutant director going so far down the road of unorthodox sexuality, when he knows the pitfalls ahead. Thus road movie shot in scenic mountainous spots in and around Mussourie opens a can of worms. It’s the story of a happy successful seemingly functional family falling apart when the patriarch Nitin Swam in a than decides to come out of the closet.
The judiciously caste Arvind Swamy boldly goes where no Bollywood actor would venture . He takes off on a journey, both introspective and literal, with his teenaged son Shivum . When the shocking life-changing revelation happens, all hell breaks lose.
Director Tanuj Bhramar refrains from throwing judgement values in our somewhat shocked faces. His characters do what they do , are what they are…We are persuaded to enter their troubled torn world with no room for moral evaluations. The fact that ArvindSwamy and young Himanshu Sharma play the father and son with pitch-perfect anguish, makes the director’s job so much easier.
For most of the 90-minute soul-searching excursion the director give his characters room to breathe easily.Apart from the father and son an interesting third protagonist enters the plot to stir up the simmering cauldron of the confessional . He is a reality-television winner, strutting around like star in a world obsessed with illusions. Before the film ends this reality-tv brag-product becomes a more real and bearable entity.
Aman Uppal plays the character’s journey from insufferably self-obsessed to sensitive with plenty of conviction and pleasure.His reaction when Nitin tells him he is gay is partly incredulous(“But you’re married, with kids!”) partly unaccepting. Fully credible.
The film’s picaresque design and picturesque locales(well shot by Mukesh G) has several heartwarming stopovers.When father and son take a break to visit the father’s parents the affable mother(played by Indu Ramchandani) nursing a vegetable husband tells ArvindSwamy, “I never thought I’d reach a stage in my life when just hearing your father fart is reassuring.”
While such moments reveal beautifully written lines ,well delivered by under-used actors a whole episode involving Shivum’s attempts to find a “cure” for his father’s homosexuality from a weird godman is so obtrusively out of step with the rest of the serene narrative that you wonder why any director would attempt to kill the impact of such an venturesome story with such tacky humour.
Luckily Dear Dad is strong enough to withstand extraneous attacks. It is a strong subject and a potentially powerful film replete with the tenderness and brutality that those whom we love tend to thrust on us when pushed to the wall.
My favourite exchange in the film occurs towards the end when Nitin’s ex-wife(Ekaval Khanna) retorts cruelly to Nitin’s dislike for her new husband.
“Well, at least he’s straight,” says the wife, not unreasonably
“Ouch,” says our hero, now happily out of the closet, though still single and a devoted father. Though this is a film about painful revelations Dear Dad is not a sad film. It doesn’t celebrate human frailty. But it tells us it’s okay to be what we are, who we are and never mind why we are what we are.