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The Lunch Box

The Lunch Box.....
Sometimes when a movie is reviewed endlessly it makes you wonder if there is some organized gang at work creating the hype to generate box office sales. Then willy nilly you go to see the movie and what happens is that at the end of the movie you just don't want to let go....
You want to walk upto the ticket counter and ask for a take-away, yes if there ever was a movie that you wished you could pack and take home with you it would be this one. A movie so simple and so fluent and so powerful that it makes you wish it were a sandwich you could parcel, take home, unwrap slowly and bite into sitting quitely and savour each bite...
This is undoubtedly, unabashedly a love story and yet i recommend that you watch it alone  and flow with it.  The value that Irfan Khan has added to Indian cinema has already been proven, Nawazuddin betters himself all over again. And Nimrat Kaur shows that talent does get recognized. What a debut by her! A solitary performance by her with no opposing actor all through the movie. It could have gone so horrendously wrong and yet it doesn't, it works so well and strikes a resonating chord in us.
The movie ads have told us that a misplaced dabba sets into motion a love story and the  reviews have told us that it is a wonderful movie but all said and done it isn't until one sees the movie that we realise what the commotion was all about. The movie has such a powerful human connect because in little bits and pieces it shows us how we keep accepting and adapting to circumstances without expecting any happiness. Also how we then inadvertently shut doors on any happiness that could come our way.
The interactions between Irfan and Nawazuddin are classic. Nawazuddin's character is so shameless and he plays it so well. Bharati Achrekar makes her presence felt just through her voice and how! Such nuances in her voice even.
All I have to say is that watch this movie with something to eat....
Also I promise you shall come away and want to google Bhutan...I did....
Go, Watch!

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