is the fact that in pedro almodovar's newest film the only sustained relationship is the most conventional a little odd coming from the man who made 'all about my mother' with its crazy gender and sexuality twisting of all stereotypes? the blind writer and his son (illegitimate though he might be) along with the woman who fathered him walk on the beach as an idyllic family after old rich men and their mistresses have been disposed off. so unlike 'live flesh' made in 1997 where a boy is born on a bus of madrid and ends up imprisoned for an attempted murder and for crippling a policeman. when he is released and wants revenge he ends up getting it by replacing the cripple in the life of the woman he loves. nowhere as brilliant as 'all about my mother' or even 'women on the verge..' but still watchable enough.
having grown up learning to sing 'ae malik tere bande hum' at every family function it was certain that 'do aankhen barah haath' was going to give me goosepimples occasionaly, but i must admit ot being somewhat distrubed by the strange paternalistic prison where shantarams eyes form the walls. from the first scene where his eyes watch over the blood stained hands of the prisoners to the end when they are floating on the sky; this kind of surveillance through the conscience is scary especially when it concerns sacrificing your own family and friends at the altar of the unseen deity. the prisoners seem to willingly submit to this. no rebellion is possible.
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