Monday, September 26, 2011

Soumitra Chatterjee Revisited


At Satyajit Ray Auditorium, ICCR,Kolkata on July 11,2011, Films Division, Government of India & Rabindranath Tagore Centre, ICCR jointly presented the premiere of Soumitra Revisited, a documentary made by Sandip Ray (not the son of Satyajit Ray) on the legend Soumitra Chatterjee. This is a every important incident to me. When the nation state is ga-ga over the new "Indian" cinema which is in essence only Hindi cinema, the retrospect on regional cinema is all which is welcome. And yes, this can be made possible by the Govt of India only since they can look beyond the bazaar.
It was important for me to write this piece as a flock of emotions cloud my mind. I was rather harsh on him post his Best Actor felicitation in my article The Enigma That is Soumitra Chatterjee (http://dearcinema.com/article/the-enigma-that-is-soumitra-chatterjee/1944) due to his overt and insensitive support of the Government in the Nandigram killings. I, at a later point in time, took an interview of him for my magazine Silhouette which was later re-published in Dearcinema (http://dearcinema.com/interview/taa%C2%AAte-aa%C2%A0-taa%C2%AAte-with-soumitra-chatterjee/2026). During the interview and afterwards I felt Mr. Chatterjee only acted a scene - one of the many which he does to many interviewers - on screen or off.  I still have that lamentation with me - wished I could take another with a more decent timeline and which actually probes and brings out the mysteries round creation.
I grew up watching cinema in the decade of the eighties. How I wished to be there when a Satyajit Ray classic got released or Ritwik Ghatak's Subarnarekha hit the theatres. That feeling eluded me ever. However on the brighter side, I could get a retrospective effect of the cinema of the Indian masters. And who else than Soumitra hogged it all. It was some sultry afternoon when I completed reading Bibhutibhusan's Pather Panchali and Aparajito - the two literary masterpieces that gave birth to Ray's Apu Trilogy. Like many, the electrifying feeling was to think myself as Apu - life is so beautiful, so vibrant and it never mattered if Apu and I are separated by decades, hundreds of kilometers and the comfort cushions of the living rooms. It was quite an experience hence to watch Ray’s Pather Panchali and liking that as well – how could he see the pictures that I have drawn in my mind! I was little apprehensive of Aparajito, Ray’s middle one of the Trilogy then (though it evolved as slightly more dear than the other two much later) but when I saw Apur Sansar, the last part, I was again sure that this man and no one else can be Apu. Till today, fifty two years after the film was made, I cannot think of anyone else as Apu. That film made Soumitra Chatterjee an icon. He stayed young and Apu ever since.
Chatterjee acted in hundreds of films, directed innumerable plays (many of which remain quite peerless even today), edited a premiere intellectual magazine in Ekkhan and had been a poet. Is there any other actor on this planet been so versatile? I know not. This multifaceted intellect is what made him popular – shaping up a Bengali intelligentsia in the mould of him. This is the reason why even today, a smart and sleek Sabyasachi Chakraborty isn’t accepted full-heartedly by the Bengali audience in the role of Feluda, the sleuth penned by Satyajit Ray and acted in two films by Soumitra. The two Feluda characterizations by Soumitra and Sabyasachi which are separated by few decades are difficult to be compared - Soumitra’s one is more cerebral and Sabysachi’s more physical.  As mentioned the blue-print of intellect – sharp eyes, hanging cigarette, reciting Bengali poetry dressed in a Panjabi with a shawl crossed across the shoulders with a few day’s unshaven beard – Soumitra-ness is the cult. His association with Ray yielding fourteen roles in the latter’s film only helped in fostering the image. From the romantic Apu, to the manipulative Sandeep (of Ghare Baire) till the stead-fast and honest doctor in Ganashatru, Soumitra had nurtured the image of Bengali-conscience and consciousness. The Bengali-ness which makes us think that pride is above money, that knowledge is more important than being street-smart, that being laidback is superior to throwing tantrums about being ‘professional’.  Interestingly, in many an interviews and memoirs Soumitra had presented a character of himself which is so unlike Bengalis. He is a dynamic person, professional to the hilt and extremely dedicated to his work and art – just like his mentor Ray, we as Bengalis size him and his philosophy the way that suits us. 
But what is more important is to appreciate that probably no other Indian actor aged so gracefully as Soumitra. This is the reason why we never had any problem accepting him in more mature characters where the reel-age was far more than the real. Ray once quipped that Soumitra was not equally good in characters which are not up to the mark. The maestro director was wrong at times and this assessment of his about his leading man is one such – there are umpteen examples of Soumitra being extraordinary in films made by inconsequential directors in forgettable roles. It is unfortunate hence, for an artist of his stature to be always labeled as a director’s actor – his fourteen extraordinary appearances in Ray’s films are to be blamed! It took long for Soumitra to prove his detractors wrong, but he surely did it. For many long years he was without doubt the greatest Indian cinema actor to me. I would argue that he was successful both as a romantic hero and also in character roles even as villains. However, it is true, it is essentially that single Bengali-conscience role that he played with impunity – as a youth ageing to an old. In contrast, Naseeruddin probably holds a more sparkling gamut of offerings – from rags to riches, from being a Parsi to a South Indian – he played them all. Soumitra being a regional actor, it may be argued, got less chance to portray this variety.
There have been many words written about the artist, a documentary by Catherine Berge named Gaach on him and few other tributes. That the Films Division stepped up to pay a tribute is a commendable gesture. For all those, who thrived on a lot of things that nurtured us the way we are, Soumitra Chatterjee remains a vital cog. He had ruled the scene for long and is continuing to startle with the veracity of his commitment towards life and art.
Take a bow, Apu – the world is truly, yours.

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