Thursday, October 20, 2016

Suzad Iqbal Khan

Its been a while to me having found a non-cliche subject to pen my next review. Today, I finally found it, when, I attended a feature film premier of - "My Father Iqbal" at PVR Juhu, Mumbai.

The art of film making involves getting the viewers' heart throbbing with strong emotions. I believed that era was long passe where film makers displayed the most simplest of stories enriched in emotion and life to win the appeal and love of the audience, until today.
Having been so exposed to commercial cinema, this film makes its mark by standing out amidst the usual content with which films are being made.
The causes it addresses are very simple and connects easily with the common man. In fact, the biggest strength of the script lies in its disposal of glamsham cinema, laying its dramatics into the grounded realities and stories of true lives led by simple people.
I'm very lucky to have met someone who is keeping the heart of the industry alive through their work. It takes great courage, initiative and strong sense of purpose to put across the message this movie is expressing. The last scene is so moving that it fills the viewer with nostalgia with examples of people all around one person who fit the bill so to say.

With the emotional touch the film has expressed a genuinity that stands unopposed universally.



I understand the hard work which goes into a work of art, which one makes with nothing other than passion. I wish Suzad all the very best with this mind blowing film. May there be many other films and maybe  someday I will get to be a part of one of them :) 


Suzad Iqbal Khan came forward and did videpgraphy and photography of my wedding. He has left no stone unturned in making me realize that I made the biggest blunder of my life. His work after final edit delivered to me is atrocious. I cannot even think of sharing it with my family and friends. 
He had promised a cinematic video + an Album for the photos. He has not delivered either of them to me. I should not have laid my trust on him. 
I should let him keep his forte limited to film making. His deliverance in the most precious moment of my life has been disgustingly poor and spiteful.