54. That is the number of films that I and two of my co-jury members watched in just five days at the 10th Mumbai International Film Festival for Documentary, Short & Animation films (MIFF). The festival was held over seven days, from February 3 to 9, but the films in the Indian competition section (in which I served on the critics jury chosen by the Indian chapter of the International Federation of Film Critics – FIPRESCI - along with Uma da Cunha from Mumbai and M K Raghabendra from Bangalore) were screened from the 4th to the 8th. Of these 40 were documentaries, nine short fiction films and five animation films. We had a tough task at hand, since we were mandated to give out only one award – I personally felt it was a great injustice to the films as we had to select the winner from among three different genres of filmmaking, none of which can be compared with the other two for obvious reasons. The main jury had a much better task at hand, as they had an array of awards to give out for all the three genres.
The critics jury gave its award to Vinod Raja’s Mahua Memoirs, a hard-hitting, investigative film that exposes how big-moneyed MNCs are virtually breaking every possible law of the land, with the government almost deliberately looking the other way, to carry out exploitation of mineral resources deep within protected forest areas in the tribal belts of Chhattisgarh, Orissa, Andhra Pradesh and Jharkhand.
But here, I am not writing about this film. Instead, I want to introduce all of us to Manjha, a Marathi-Hindi short fiction film directed by Rahi Anil Barve. This 27-year-old director’s B&W film won two top awards – the best film award in the fiction category and the IDPA award for the best first film by a director. It was not surprising to see it winning these two awards. Barve’s 40-minute film deserves every ounce of the praise it got at the festival, despite its loud background score and somewhat tardy ending.
Even then, Barve has shown why he should be a man to watch out for. Shot in darker tones even for a B&W film, the camerawork by Pankaj Kumar is highly interesting, adding to the film’s mood. Barve has taken up a dark subject – of child molestation - in his very first film, and the way he has plunged head on into it is quite outstanding. I don’t remember the name of the child actor who played Ranka, a street orphan all of ten years old. He makes manjha (well, we all have flown kites sometime or the other, isn’t it?) for a living, and he has to take care of his three-year-old little sister Chimi, who is somewhat mentally challenged. The guy is simply too good, confidently mouthing the street lingo – not of the Hindi cinema kind but the kind one would actually hear from such homeless kids surviving on the streets of big cities – and making the rough-and-tough character enactment seem an easy thing to do.
A mentally-disturbed cop – disturbed because he had been abused by his father as a child – gets friendly with Ranka and takes Chimi on the pretext of buying her some sweets, only to sexually abuse her. Ranka finds her next morning at a construction site, lying half-dead, and the cop goes on to explain to him that such things keep happening, especially if it has to be with people of his kind of background, and it is best to forget about it and move on with life. But Ranka knows he has to protect his sister from monsters like the cop, and he takes his revenge, in the process losing whatever little innocence he has as a child. This more or less is the film’s storyline, but the execution of the subject shows Barve is on firm ground.
The film, made in SP Beta, is too dark for comfort sometimes, but he has not let the mood slip even for once, and that is where he has succeeded as a director. How many times do we see a film with a dark mood suddenly losing its way thanks to our propensity to squeeze in that so-called audience-pampering item number. Yes, it is easy not to waver in the short fiction format, and I don’t know if Barve would be able to show this uncompromising streak when he makes his first and subsequent feature films, but I hope he does. I would wait for this guy to come up with his next work. It’s a pity that we cannot get to watch this kind of short films in our theatres, and have to depend on festivals to access them. Catch this film if you get a chance.
