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Movie Review
The Naxalites (Mera Inquilab)
                           
| Director | Khwaja Ahmed Abbus | 
| Producer | Khwaja Ahmed Abbus | 
| Music | Prem Dhawan | 
| Starting | Mithun                                   Chakraborty, Smita Patil,Nana Paliskar,Jalal                                   Aaga,Tinu Anand, Dina Pathak, Imtiaz                                   Khan,Dilip Raj,Pinchoo Kapoor,Yunis                                   Parvej,Jaharlal Kaur Music: Prem Dhawan Officially Release: 1980 Language: Hindi and Bengali  | 
Review
K.A                                   ABBAS  is a true visionary and his movies                                   reflect the deprivations and vicissitudes of                                   Indian masses, so don’t watch this if you                                   don’t have stomach to watch a man being                                   tortured as an ashtray by the cops with                                   cigarette butts, famished peasants wondering                                   in the lush green Bengal as they drop dead, a                                   man selling his mother on the street as a                                   whore, an orphan living in a grave in a                                   cemetery, for these are the soulful but                                   wrathful images which fill the screen in a                                   requiem for the great Bengali nation in quest                                   for their aspirations and deliverance in this                                   veracious drama.
But                                   do not expect sheer pity or divulging                                   melodrama, as there is a genius at work here                                   who does not want sympathy for his proud                                   characters who want to shake the yokes of                                   centuries of
                                   oppression but rather a passion for their                                   dreams, which makes this a celebration for                                   humanity.  For this is the man who made                                   the prestigious Dharti Ke Laal,                                   the best account of the Bengal famine, as he                                   created Shehar Or Sapna and                                   Asman Mahal, two authentic                                   classics of Hindi cinema, what a pity that                                   intellect is not commercially palatable in                                   art, so he only creates money spinners when he                                   writes for the great showman Raj                                   Kapoor, as Bobby and Awara                                   are both penned by the same man.  Unlike                                   the eighties movies Mein Azaadhoun on a                                   similar theme which become extremely                                   melodramatic and sentimental at time. 
This demonstrates that cult classic like Naxalite should never be remade into a political travesty.
But                                   this 
is                                   his final offering and it follows the trail of                                   the infamous Naxal Bari movement which was                                   crushed but couldn’t be finished by the                                   hierarchy in Bengal,  it was labeled as                                   communism and anarchy when all it was trying                                   to do was restore the basic human rights to a                                   suffering populace, festering like an open                                   sore on the face of India,                                   this remains unchanged with starvation rampant                                   in Assam, Bengal and Bihar but the only                                   difference is  likes of K.A Abbas have                                   vanished from  Indian cinema.
The                                   story wants to wake the conscience of a silent                                   majority who accept tyranny without protest                                   when a minority decide to fight the carnage                                   with violence instead and give rise to a so                                   called terrorist organization, the                                   protagonists here are ordinary men and women                                   with Mithun                                   Chakraborty and Smita                                   Patil as the leading figures and the                                   plot follows the struggle
s                                   of its multiple figures as they render their                                   humane sacrifices for a cause which they have                                   swore to serve eternally.
The movie doesn’t treat itself as a doctrine in glorifying them, but rather analyses the milieu which induces their rebellion, yet once it establishes its motive, it doesn’t waste time in a political debate but quickly evolves into a script which is angry but relevant as the armed conflict ensues, unfortunately all true and what newspaper headlines reflected in the eighties and nineties, so it might be too uncomfortable for some viewers but cinematic heaven for others.
 
This is Mithun Chakraborty’s second Bollywood’s attempt after bagging the national award in Mrinal Sen’s Mrigaya and he is cast superbly as an orphaned grave dweller who lost his parents to the famine and is traumatized by memories of his mother having to sell her body to survive the streets of Calcutta, he is educated by a journalist into his past history ,when he is taken to watch Dharti Ki Laal, and he finds himself relating to the characters onscreen in a bewilderingly powerful sequence as Mithun nods off in boredom and then wakes up to the scenes folding out on the screen until he is passionately screaming in a genuine rage at the reality being shown in the great Dharti Ke Laal.
 
This was one of the earlier ventures of Smita Patil too, who is cast as an university student, a girl who wants justice for her brother, tortured to death by cops and has to prove her loyalty to the organization with murder, but it is admirable how convincingly she executes her unconventional role, as does Jalal Agha and Tinu Anand who respectively play a tribal villager and a manual rickshaw driver, both exploited at the hands of rural and urban tyrants.
The                                   cinematography is metaphorical with simple                                   images using earthly colors to heighten the                                   mood of this angry drama but its level                                   headedness is praise-worthy as it never                                   betrays itself into becoming propaganda to                                   resort to violence but emphasizes that if                                   justice is denied to the poor in any                                   civilization it will create dissension and                                   rebellion, which is the message 
conveyed                                   in this story with a multiple character plot                                   used for the framework in this great                                   experiment, but the technical aspects remain                                   extremely neat though you can see the maker                                   economizing his meager budget, despite which                                   he comes up with an admirable social drama                                   which also works as an action adventure but                                   most of all it remains true to its theme and                                   that is to show the reality in a realistic                                   manner. BRAVO!
An authentic Auteur or an Altruistic Agitator?
(A brief Introduction of Filmmaker)

A.K.Abbas (Left Most)
K. A .Abbas was possibly the most definitive and progressive activist in Indian literature and cinema. He is an intellectual who tries to redeem and solve a paradox without making a crucial issue into pseudo intellectual paradigm, his personal life akin to his public profile is affiliated with his passion for his causes versus the eponymous vitriolic opposition of his critics.
He was immensely talented, a true altruist and even his socialist themes are euphemisms for common sufferings. He made some deeply moving and disturbing realist and experimental cinema, it is expressionist but never abstract, in comparison to the avant-garde western influences of Andy Warhol and rolling stones, he is more in league with Di-Sica and Satyajit Ray, but he is always an existentialist who blames the hierarchy and the criminals with observing the truth without taking sides visibly.
He made the following note worthy unique classics:
Shehar aur sapna
Bambai Raat ki Bahoon Mein
Do Bhoond Paani
The Naxalites
Aasman Mahal
They are all dramatic satires colloquially dressed as mainstream cinema, they amalgamate the virtues and evils of materialism against socialism and are a debate on various stoically impassive crucial issues which most people will choose to ignore, while Abbas is not a renegade or a rebel, he definitely is a reformer who wants social modification at grass root level without destroying the ultra-structure of the defined establishment.
K. A. Abbas addresses the anger of youth in an endeavor to channel it into a calm conduit without denying the failures of the judiciary and democracy in India, he discusses lack of clean drinking water, truant itinerant homeless sleeping on the sidewalk, police cruelty, incompetent bureaucracy, colonial values still rampant in modern free India and in his last most memorable movie, he investigates and details the doomed and damning NAXALITE movement, which arose in Calcutta as a direct reaction to the delusional dissent of disillusioned youth who saw no change in a free India for the common man, instead the cloak of oppression had tightened.
The cast worked free of charge, including the two stars Smita Patil and Mithun Chakraborty, it was shot on real life locations and is rumored to be based on real life anecdotes. It is a final message from an auteur to a disgruntled and discontent social milieu, which persists despite the fact; he created this 30 years ago.
I have tried to do justice to this crucial but very significant movie in my review without discussing the rights or wrongs of the actions of its vitriolic, wrathful youth and their violent acts as I believe brutality breeds brutality and the right path to harmony lies in a society where all men are equal in the eyes of law and justice, whether it is a democracy or a totalitarian regime is besides the point, if justice is denied then a system has failed it's protagonists.
This is neither correctional nor sermonizing but a profound observation from a disillusioned mind who has seen his dreams shattered before his eyes.
I hope you enjoy this review of a cult classic, which is expressionist cinema in technique, and neo-realist in content, despite being minimalist as it is shot on a shoestring budget due to financial constraints. God bless the soul of Mr.Abbas.
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thank you fr the posting this movie and review.
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