The trailer of Alankrita Shrivastava’s film, deliberately and with proposal like accuracy gives us four ladies from various age group who simply want to throw it – the burkha – off and inhale easy.
The burkha is obviously an illustration. And one that Germaine Greer would have gotten at voraciously 30 years back. Today, ‘diverting from the burkha’ scarcely appears to be progressive, not to mention energizing as a thought for a motion picture. Recently, Leena Yadav got three rural Rajasthani ladies together in Parched to talk about, ahem, sex and other prohibited joys even as back home men kept on brutalizing them.
In Parched, Tannishtha Chatterjee had a secret admirer who called himself ‘Shah Rukh Khan’. In Lipstick under My Burkha, Ratna Pathak Shah has a much more younger man lusting for her on the telephone. Possibly both ladies went to the same ‘naari bachao’ class.
Lipstick Under My Burkha – of what it appears from the trailer – strays from the pseudo-women’s activist standard of diverting from the burkha – a minor departure from Kaanton se kheench key yeh aanchal – where the lady must break the obstructions of the smothering patriarchal framework to be free in one detail. The men appear to be somewhat pleasant and tender here. They never are in such movies.
Yet, here we have the extremely skilled Vikrant Massey being caring, exceptionally kind – in bed to Ahana Kumra who was most recently seen playing Amitabh Bachchan’s girl in the fizzled serial Yudh. We see Sushant Singh (not Rajput) grinning altruisticly at another female hero, et cetera.
What a help! A romantic comedy where the men are really not jerks.
Depend on it. Lipstick Under My Burkha is an out and out romantic comedy serving up every one of the buzzwords of the class and euphorically ticking all the cases one by one. There are four ladies from various eras thrusting for some strong tumble in the roughage with outsiders.
Ratna Pathak Shah (50 or more), Konkona Sen Sharma (30 or more), Ahana Kumra (20 or more) and Plabita Borthakur (20-short) are all in the disposition to toss alert to the winds, surreptitiously purchase and utilize lipstick (still unthinkable in a few traditionalist social orders), examine condoms with their accomplices and with their lady buddies, and have a smoke with the lady buddies when the lights are out.
So set up your feet, all you enthusiasts of Chetan Bhagat’s image of originator women’s liberation. Lipstick Under My Burkha guarantees to give the New Indian Woman another look under the burkha (or the dupatta or the ghoonghat). As soon she tosses of the burkha and smears lip gleam, she is prepared for the murder.
Watch the trailer here: