“Go to the villages!” was Mahatma Gandhi’s slogan for the Civil Disobedience movement. Followers flocked down in numbers to discover the rural scene. Our entire fight for swaraj or self-rule relied on our economic self-reliance and thus the villages had so much prominence in our independence struggle.

Eighty years apart, Marathi filmmakers have decided to imbibe the spirit into their art. It is quite typical for a Marathi screenwriter today to reach out into Maharashtra’s heart for new stories. This is emphatically the best thing that has happened to it since the last best thing that happened to it !

Umesh Kulkarni’s Valu in the year 2008 was probably just the beginning of this new turn(reference later). Its a story about a bull on the loose in the beautiful countryside of Maharashtra and the venture to trap it. The humour “performs” subtly through a handful of quirky village-men, putting forward a meaningful picture of the simple life they lead.
From raging to an aging bull, another bull returns to play the crucial part in Mangesh Hadawale’s Tingya, about a little boy’s attachment to the bull on its way to the slaughterhouse. This affecting story garnered only praises at the various film festivals it was screened at.



The guy and the girl both survive their lame suicide attempt and land in the same hospital. They, at the same time, try to escape from the hospital, from the same fire exit and end up being rude to each other. The guy plays 'hard to get'. The girl is the blabbermouth hot chic (Geet from Jab We Met can’t be recreated, at least not by these guys) and clearly the writer is stressing that there is NO CHANCE they will end up together. But we all know they will and they do (spoiler alert, really?). What lies in between is a two hour plus, brain banter with cliché after cliché and yeah, a whole train of songs (good ones though), coming right at you one after the other! Run!