Cinema,cricket and the magic entertainment potion made of the two flowed on TV this week
When Kareena Kapoor swayed from hip joint to hip joint and invited us to be her chammak challo with an irresistible pout,when Prabhu Deva gyrated his body like boneless chicken (and never mind that boneless chicken cant dance,nor could the Chennai Super Kings but that didnt stop them from trying) and when Amitabh Bachchan appeared in a black study to wax poetry; a bat,a ball and six stumps were the furthest things from our minds. We believed the evidence of our eyes: this was yet another filmi award show. Yep. Except that in this instance,the winner was still to be decided,let alone declared. Indeed,it would be 45 days before we would know whose victory we already seemed to be celebrating.
IPL T20 thats whose. And if that sounds grammatically incorrect,who cares? In this hot Season 5 of the annual pyjama party,anything goes. Like an opening ceremony of the cricket tournament that resembles a film awards show. Like R. Ashwin spinning his body instead of a cricket ball,like Priyanka Chopra thinking shes Ravi Shastri and asking Mahi his three fav teams for the Cup (Manchester United,Man City and Arse is as far as he got before she pooh poohed him: Oh,I mean IPL, you naughty boy). Like,Katy Perry wearing transparent harem pants (huh?) for her number and like,was that Salman Khan and if it was,whats he doing at a cricket show?
The same we saw him doing,courtesy news channels,on the evening Sachin Tendulkar was felicitated in Mumbai: paying his respects to cricket players,on that occasion to Tendulkar; on Tuesday,to the IPL teams. Frankly? Cricket should remain on the grass and cinema on stage. The IPL opening was almost as long as a T20 match but it was neither as bling as our film awards nor as exciting as a game of cricket.
For excitement,you should have watched replays of the last time we won anything exciting. Like the cricket World Cup,just over a year ago. Ah,those were the days my friend,when we turned seeming defeat into joyous victory. News channels agreed. On the weekend,Star News,India TV,Headlines Today,along with Star Cricket relived those heady days and ooh la la,like Poonam Pandey,we wanted to strip in celebration.
Quite the most poignant remembrance of things past came from Yuvraj Singh. In a recorded video,he recalled Indias exploits at the World Cup. He deserves to be saluted for making an appearance so soon after the completion of his chemotherapy,uncaring of his appearance. He has been a splendid ambassador for surviving cancer with dignity and doing so in public.
Publicly exposing themselves is not something the film music fraternity does often. Some musicians have been judges of song talent shows but otherwise,they or their compositions are heard and seen only when the likes of Kareena K dance to them. So it was a pleasant surprise to see and hear so many of them at the Mirchi Music Awards (Colors),a delightful evening of music and songs sung by the likes of Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy,Sajid-Wajid,Salim-Sulaiman,Lalit Pandit etc. Sonu Niigaam sang a tribute to the dear departed Bhimsen Joshi,Jagjit Singh,Bhupen Hazarika,Shammi Kapoor,Dev Anand and more. And the most moving moment came when Rekha sang from Umrao Jaan to felicitate music composer,Khayyam.
Nowadays,theres an award show for everything: Times Now ran the Foodie Award not sure whether it was for the foodie who eats or for the one who cooks. We suggest a few more awards (in case you feel the need for more): the Sachin Awards for the best 100s; the Ekta Awards for the best soaps; the Arnab Goswami awards for all your channels discussions etc.
We can think of many award shows revolving around SRK but none would do his justice to his versatility. He is a superstar,a super awards show anchor,a great performer,actor,dancer,ad king and Pepsodent G ka pappa ji. Now hes a serial promoter of Punar Vivaah (Zee),a serial about a widower with two girls marrying a woman with a son,deserted by her husband. Wonder why he chose this one to promote?