Release date:
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May 26, 2017
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Director:
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James Erskine
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Cast:
Language:
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Documentary featuring Sachin
Tendulkar, Ajit Tendulkar, Anjali Tendulkar, Sunil Gavaskar, Vivian Richards,
Virat Kohli
Hindi with English and
Marathi
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(This is a review of
the Hindi version of Sachin: A Billion Dreams. The film has been released in
several languages.)
[POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD]
When a man’s every
move on the sporting field was tracked with a magnifying glass by the world cricket
media and his own maniacally cricket-loving nation during his 24-year
international career which is still fresh in public memory, is it possible to
say anything new about him that admirers and journalists do not already know?
Is it possible to
engage a viewer who is not obsessed with him and/or the game?
Any film on Sachin
Tendulkar – fictionalised feature or documentary – would inevitably face these
two seemingly insurmountable challenges. James Erskine’s documentary, Sachin: A Billion
Dreams, seems mindful of both.
It is not too
packed with jargon, thus making it accessible to those who are not committed
cricket buffs. It is entertaining enough to hold the interest of non-fans
watching with academic curiosity rather than devotion to an idol.
It is filled with
familiar moments that could warm the hearts of the cricketing legend’s die-hard
admirers, but is not an in-your-face PR exercise designed to lazily cash in on
this monumentally popular Indian cricketer’s readymade fan base. In unobtrusive
ways it occasionally reveals hitherto unknown facets of him as a person without
stating them in black and white.
Above all else, it
is a diplomatic enterprise that does not risk openly contesting the popular
national sentiment surrounding Tendulkar, and completely glosses over the known
controversial aspects of the star’s professional life, yet does so cleverly, so
that it comes across as careful rather than worshipful or overtly, shoddily
pluggish.
The kid-glove
treatment, I assume, was necessary to ensure Tendulkar’s support to the
project. It is a measure of Erskine’s skill as a filmmaker that, despite this, Sachin: A Billion Dreams is vastly
superior to last year’s Bollywood ventures Azhar
(based on the life of former Indian cricket captain Mohammad Azharuddin) and M.S. Dhoni: The Untold Story.
Sachin: A Billion Dreams adopts a
non-linear narrative structure, inter-cutting between Tendulkar’s phenomenal
childhood-till-retirement career path and the present day. The icon’s own
commentary about himself is overlaid on file footage and photographs along with
comments by a dazzling array of past and present sporting megastars (Sunil
Gavaskar, Vivian Richards and Virat Kohli among them), his brother Ajit
Tendulkar, wife Anjali Tendulkar, commentator Harsha Bhogle and journalist
Boria Majumdar. (Film stalwart Amitabh Bachchan as the lone non-cricketing
talking head is a bit of a misfit here.)
The back-and-forth
is smoothly executed by Erskine and editors Deepa Bhatia and Avdhesh Mohla, to the accompaniment of a
throbbing soundtrack by A.R. Rahman which is one of the
highlights of this film (in several portions, Rahman lets music cede the floor to the
highly recognisable fan cry “Sachiiiiiin Sachiiiiiin” ringing uninterrupted on
screen). Through the family album and actors
standing in for the Tendulkar siblings, we meet the gifted child who, with the
unstinting support of his parents and brother, Ramakant Achrekar’s no-nonsense
training, his own extreme diligence and passion became the giant we know him to
be.
Though much of this
part of his story is already known, in Erskine’s hands it does not feel stale.
That said, it is
important to stress that this is Tendulkar’s version of events, and while
following him in the cricketing arena, the film looks at him with a completely
uncritical eye.
Tendulkar’s rocky
first stint as the country’s cricket captain, for instance, is pretty much
entirely attributed to Azharuddin’s resentment. While this may possibly be
true, the absence of a voice speaking for Azhar or assessing Tendulkar himself
needs to be noted. Maybe Azhar is to blame, but could it also be that Tendulkar
was just not a good enough leader at that point? The question remains unasked
and therefore, unanswered.
Likewise, the film
steers clear of a criticism that dogged Tendulkar throughout his days on the
pitch: that he often prioritised personal records over team victories, that his
scores tended to be record breakers in his name rather than match winners for
the team. I am not for a second suggesting that this is true. However, it is an
issue that has been raised by cricket watchers, and so should have been
addressed, even if to be nixed with facts and figures.
I have been in at
least one newsroom where a reporter who questioned Tendulkar’s attitude was silenced
by an editor with the response, “but we cannot ask that, because it goes
against the public mood”. I have no doubt other media editors have done
likewise in the quest for populism and TRPs. This film would have been worthy
of far greater respect if it had not walked on eggshells in a similar fashion.
In contrast to
these portions, Sachin: A Billion Dreams
becomes adventurous and truly analytical while recording Tendulkar’s personal
life.
Erskine’s most
intelligent moment in the film comes when he gets the Tendulkars to speak of
Mrs T’s choices for the family. Sachin is shown informing us unequivocally that
Anjali told him she wanted to quit her career as a doctor, whereas in the next
shot the lady herself recalls Sachin telling her that one of them would have to
leave their career. Of course we all know he did not mean himself, especially
when Erskine follows that up with a soundbite from Sachin saying he needed a
life partner who would fully understand his dreams. And so, Anjali Tendulkar
tells us, she quit being a medical practitioner although she was an MD in
Paediatrics. Legend or not, we see here that Sachin Tendulkar is no different
from every patriarchal chappie out there who places his dreams and his goals
above everything else in his family’s journey.
It is the film’s
most quietly observant, best-edited passage, not appearing to pass judgement at
all, yet in the obviously well-thought-out placement of those bites, revealing
volumes.
Throughout the
film, the chronicling of Tendulkar’s personal life scores over the take on his
work life. His childhood photographs and home video footage from back then till
the present day are thoroughly charming. The romance with Anjali is recounted
sweetly and with humour, without for a moment turning mushy or silly as such
material can often be. It is also a pleasure to see this intensely private man
letting us in on so many decidedly intimate moments of his life. As a viewer,
one can only feel gratitude.
This then is Sachin: A Billion Dreams – a film that
is not as much as it could have been on some fronts, yet elsewhere is a lot
more than it seems to be. It is not an objective
biography, yet thankfully it is far from being a hagiography either.
Cricket fans will
have their own take on it, but as someone who no longer cares for the game but
cares a lot about cinema, I can tell you that despite my disappointment at the rose-tinted
view, I came away from the theatre this morning
feeling slightly emotional and very inspired. Of course Sachin Tendulkar is not
a saint. How many human beings do you know who are? It is impossible though not
to learn something from James Erskine’s telling of this extraordinary real-life
tale, and from that 16-year-old debutant who turned
his natural genius into an unparalleled, record-smashing career that has made
him the international hero he is today.
Rating
(out of five stars): **3/4
CBFC Rating (India):
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U
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Running time:
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139 minutes
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This
review has also been published on Firstpost:
Poster
courtesy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sachin:_A_Billion_Dreams
Hi Anna
ReplyDeleteWhile I did get a tad emotional towards the end of the film, the film buff in me dearly craves for a biopic... there's not much that one doesn't know about him after all :)