A lot of bizarre experiments are being made in the name of art
house/experimental cinema. Precious raw stock, precious time and
precious resources are being utilised to create movies which are so
weird that only its creator would know what he's actually trying to
say. Pankh is one of those films, which, frankly, makes no sense.
Let's give the credit where it's due. The premise - of a young
boy being cast in girl's roles in movies - is interesting, but the
screenplay and direction [Sudipto Chattopadhyay] are so abstract
that I was actually wondering, how could a reputed film-maker like
Sanjay Gupta and celebrated actor Bipasha Basu green-light this
project? Or, let me put it this way, what did they see in the
script of this film?
Frankly, Pankh made no sense to me and at the end of the
screening, I only felt sorry for myself since I wasted two precious
hours of my life on something that wasn't worth it.
Baby Kusum was a child star. But Kusum was actually a boy,
working as a girl in movies. Born as Jerry. Christened Master Jai
for the movies. Rechristened Baby Kusum to play a girl. Mary and
Jerry, the mother and son, are caught in a turbulent
Nothing works in Pankh. The protagonist is besotted by a
stunning looking actress and even fantasises about her, so why this
hullabaloo about his sexual identity? And pray, what is Bipasha
doing in so many avtaars? Did she walk on the set straight out of a
Talking of performances, Maradona Rebello tries hard to look
convincing. Bipasha suffers due to poor characterisation. Mahesh
Manjrekar hams to the hilt. Ronit Roy is lifeless. Lilette Dubey is
hysterical. Daya Shanker Pandey is quite good. Amit Purohit needs
to polish his acting skills. Sanjeeda Sheikh is convincing. Asha
Sachdev gets the role right.