YEH KHULA AASMAAN:DULL CANVAS
Yeh Khula Aasmaan is like a dull grey sky without
any sunshine or clouds or rainbow or any colour whatsoever.
Made by debutant director, Geetanjali Sinha, the
film has been advertised as a winner in best foreign
feature film, sports category,Los Angeles film festival. Such a choice
certainly speaks poorly of film festivals which actually select cinema devoid
of solid content.
The story revolves around an 18 year old boy, Avinash
(Raj Tandon) who loses confidence upon failing IIT entrance exam and goes to
visit his Daddu, Gulab Rai (Raghuvir Yadav).Avinash’s father (Yashpal Sharma)
is busy making money in London while he has been sent to Mumbai to study. Daddu
used to be an ace kite flier in his village, known for defeating his arch
rival, Mirza. Now the grandsons, Avinash
and Salim take part in a kite flying competition in keeping with the
family tradition. Yadav believes that his grandson will regain his lost
confidence if he wins the competition. He keeps inspiring Avinash with words
like, “ho iraadon mein bulandi to zameen kya, aasmaan kya..”With the help of
next door girl, Muskaan (Anya Anand),another childhood friend and his Daddu, Avinash starts to
prepare for the contest.
Teenagers
these days are growing up on Hollywood cinema, television and Youtube. It is
unlikely that a slow, preachy story told like a moral science lesson, will keep
their attention or interest. The story is too simple and without much conflict.
The screenplay (Geetanjali Sinha,Samarth Lahiri)is predictable and devoid of any drama. The
dialogues (Ravi Chopra) keep you just about interested but don’t reflect any particular character
trait in anyone including a fine actor like Raghuvir Yadav.
Every character is stereotype-a loving grandfather,
a negligent father and a kitty party going mother. All these would still be
acceptable and interesting if the main character, Avinash could draw you in.
Every time, there is a minor challenge for him, his only reaction is to head
for the terrace and sulk. Daddu follows and preaches. The scenes are repeated
throughout the story. Avinash’s parents shown indulging in blame game, have a
sudden change of heart with just one incident. There is forced conflict with
Daddu’s arch rival and his grandson, Salim, constantly taunting him and
Avinash.
Basically, imagine everything that has been seen
before, in slow motion. You get the gist.
The only redeemable feature is the pleasant,
peaceful small town location and a few
nice shots of the skyline thanks to the adept cinematography by Vivek Shah.
Music by Anand and Milind Chandragupt is good and
complete with suitable lyrics by the dialogue writer, Ravi Chopra. “Tum mile toh karaar agaya,pyar pe
aitbaar aa gaya” are sweet and simple.
Zindagi bhi patang hai wo pyare,chal nikal ghar se
pecha lada re, haar se pehle math haar
jaa re--these lyrics sum up both the
theme and the story.
Raj Tandon and Anya Anand remain awkward and
unconvincing. Raghuvir Yadav does not resort to any melodrama and remains
natural throughout. Yashpal Sharma in his clichéd role of unattentive father
and London based businessman, seems slightly uncomfortable.
Although well intended,this kite doesn’t fly high
because of its kachche dhaage.