Piku’s story is stunning.It beautifully explores the most basic bond of life -a parent, a child, a beginning and an end. It takes a gander at adoration. It grins delicately at Bengali flavors, at fish fry and digestion pills, yet in addition at all inclusive stories, of irritating family members and domestics who care for us until we die.
The film offers no masala or sentimental capers however neither does it stall you with long winded monologues. This is a movie which takes a shot at performances of Amitabh Bachchan, Deepika Padukone and Irrfan Khan and Shoojit Sircar’s nuanced directing. This is the sort of entertainments Bollywood should focus on.
The tale of Piku, doesn’t hold a lot of weight and its commonness would have disintegrated to stale jokes on digestive systems had it not been for the splendid narrative and overpowering performances.
A sincerely rich and charming film, Piku is an inspiring encounter that each Indian who has lived with debilitated or maturing parent will connect to. Independent women who shuffle their professional and personal lives with domestic obligations are probably going to distinguish more with it.
Piku, in any case, disillusions in bits and parts. The family of Irrfan isn’t given a lot of footage in Piku. We are acquainted with his family in passing yet there is no conclusion to his battles throughout everyday life. Indeed, even Deepika-Amitabh’s connection, the point of convergence of the film, finishes on a truly unsurprising note. Yet, that doesn’t remove the delight of viewing of a warm, charming and sweet film that Piku is.
For a film where a piece of running time is dedicated to protracted conversations on constipation, it isn’t astounding that Piku has characters who solidly have faith in letting it out of the system.
By Rajrita Chattopadhyay