Black (2005)

I've never watched an Indian movie before. At least I think so.


B.L.A.C.K. was the best way to start I guess. Tender, strong, full of emotion, moving in that very rare way that some movies are. It's been such a long time since I last saw a mesmerizing movie, enchanting me with its simplicity, yet strong in performances, nostalgic cinematography and much more.

Although time is not adequately expressed throughout the movie, the viewer has no problem in following the life of Michelle, a deaf-blind girl, that grows up to be a woman with the constant help of her teacher. Her struggles, her pain, her anger, him, trying to succeed, to make her happy, his total and altruistic devotion to making her independant and bring her back into light. In the end, the roles become inverted...

The story could be considered as simple and kind of usual. However, cinema, as I said many times before, is not the mere representation of a story, but art. And art it is. I could have watched this movie by another director, another male and female in the leading role. But it could never be like this.

I believe it's a must see. Just remember. If you're in a bad mood, you'd better leave it for another day. Art doesn't wear out...