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Saaransh: The High-Point of Anupam Kher and Mahesh Bhatt's Lives

My sister cannot be called a movie connoisseur by any means. However, two days ago, she turned into one. The reason being Anupam Kher's screen debut 'Saraansh' and very truly, the reason being for whatever Anupam Kher is today in Bollywood. To be very honest, I had it in my hard disk for 6 months. I didn't watch it but in between the time elapsed, did suggest it to countless people. So she begged me to watch it. I have never been a big fan of art-house or 'mid-of-the-road' (content+commercialism) cinema plus among all the art-house greats of 70s and 80s, Anupam Kher was my least favorite (Pankaj Kapoor being the most). Very frankly, Mr. Kher never reached the high of 'Saaransh' again in his career which was later fraught by so many lopsided choices that I almost dislike him now. I obviously gave in to my sister's choice and didn't regret it for this movie is an exceptional amalgamation of hard-truth and headstrong emotions.

Immortal performances of Mr. Kher, Rohini Hattangadi (the most underrated actress of our generation, watch Saaransh and Richard Attenborough's Gandhi for more insights about her) and Soni Razdan (Wife of Mr. Mahesh Bhatt, Saaransh's director and mother of Alia Bhatt) make it all the more, tremendously powerful. Watch it too for witnessing the mercurial, directorial talent of Mr. Bhatt who later on found that Emraan Hashmi can do him more good than movies like Saaransh, Sadak, Naam, etc....so experience the high of Mr. Bhatt, Ms. Hattangadi and Mr. Kher's careers while watching Saaransh for you have already witnessed their fall from grace till now.......‪#‎wasteoftalent‬.......‪#‎SaaranshTheGreat‬......‪#‎nakedemotions‬

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