Every movie that I have loved is due to the fact that I was able to relate to the characters/ incidents of the movie with me or my imagination/experiences. But most of the time, it's only in parts. Very rarely, has it happened that a movie in its entirety has appeared relatable. Its being a while since I have seen OLLO but it refuses to die out of my memory. I am not going to write about how good the acting or the plot or the cinematography of OLLO is. Instead, I will write about how I felt while watching OLLO.
When Lucky was negotiating for a scooter with his dad, I was reminded of a similar childhood experience of mine. I laughed off at that scene as it reminded me how miserable I had felt when my father had refused to buy me one. Those were the days were any kind of disappointment felt like an end of the world to me. Believe it or not, but I know some people who had consumed poison when faced with similar circumstances. Fortunately, I didn't. Today, I laugh off at any such trivialities. I would love to know the reactions of those who have experienced similar situations in real life. The love-hate relationship that one has with his parents was brought out very well.
Lucky grows up to be a thief and an excellent one at that. He cons people without regret. He cons those who are gullible and also those who in some manner have taught him how to con. Every now and then he meets an adversary in disguise of a benevolent man. And there are times when lucky starts believing himself as a khuda. But as they say "yahan to khudaoon ke bhi khuda hain". And there are situations when Lucky is being duped for huge sums of money, but all that bothers him in those circumstances is his inability of having not read through the person, rather than caring for the huge sum of money he has lost. And this seems so real.
And the best part of Lucky for me is the reason Lucky takes up the job of a conman. Many would have thought as the troubled childhood to be the reason for his becoming a conman. Heck, who doesn't goes through those emotions in childhood. For me, Lucky became a conman because he enjoyed duping people and it was his way of telling people that he runs the show. Take a bow Lucky, you indeed did what you loved and needless to add you were among the best in the business.
Lucky has friend who is more like an adversary to him. He is like a parasite who feeds on Lucky. And there is a scene where he drops him in middle of jungle at midnight. Weird it may sound, but at times I too have asked people to step down from my vehicle in the middle of nowhere. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined to watch this scene on big screen. Thanks Dibaker for everything and especially that scene.
And then there grown up Lucky and his family. The family has absolutely no qualms in accepting Lucky's money/gifts, but wants to maintain an arm's distance from him. I have a friend of mine who gave huge sums of money to his father to repair their house and no questions were asked even though he didn't have any known sources of income. And when that same person was arrested in Bangalore for duping people, his family severed ties from him. Such is the state of society we live in today. And the portrayal of the same in the movie looked dangerously real to me. Some people found it shocking, but it amused me to find my friend become the hero of the film.
Lucky for me is the journey of my life. It's the story of me, my friend, my so called friends, my society and my times. I just hoped that people around me would also feel the same. But I was astonished to find the reactions of people around me. There are very few people, known to me, who have seen this film. Not one of them has criticized this film, but no one seems to appreciate it either. People have told me that they love the film, but they don't know why they love it. For me that's worse than criticism. But I am pretty sure that there are people, other than me, who must have felt the same way as I had felt.
Thanks Dibakar, Dibakar thanks for making such a wonderful film. "Touch ho gaya main, by god"
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