My Mumbai Mirror column today:
A big-budget film simplifies Mary Kom's story more than some of us would like. But then Hindi cinema, like Hollywood, is not in the business of realism. It is in the business of myth-making.
Omung Kumar's
Mary Kom
was discussed threadbare before anyone actually watched the film. The
trailer released in end-July was shared by thousands. But detractors
were many, too. The first objection was that Manipur-born Mary
was played by Bollywood star Priyanka Chopra, her Punjabi features
ineffectively masked by prosthetics. One piece suggested four
actresses from India's northeast as more realistic choices.
The second charge
was that big-budget Bollywood would cannibalise Mary's life, reducing
complexities to broad strokes. Irate opinion pieces fed on (and into)
a desire for ‘authenticity’ voiced widely on social media. A
well-known documentary filmmaker said on Facebook that she had
approached Mary Kom for a documentary in 2010, that Mary was “very
excited”, but “the only language the [media] agency spoke was
money”. The documentary didn't get made. The filmmaker seemed to
lament Mary's decision, writing, “I just hope for her, that
she made money out of this film and not just her media agency. Well,
for good or for bad, at least she’ll be a household name and maybe
become an inspiration for other female boxers.” One typical
commenter on the thread wrote: “Characters like Milkha Singh and
Mary Kom are stars in themselves, so u dont need another star to tell
their story. Their name is enough. I still can’t comprehend how
could both... allowed them to make films which seems like a cinematic
extension of high gloss virgin plastic.” (sic)
I’m really glad
the Indian media has outlets able to list actresses from the
Northeast, and that there are so many people taking up online cudgels
on behalf of a woman who has put the region in the spotlight. But
wouldn't it be nice if all these angry people acknowledged that Mary
Kom's life story belongs first and foremost, to herself? And if Kom
has chosen
to have it turned into a Sanjay Leela Bhansali film rather than a
documentary, aren't we being presumptuous in suggesting that she
shouldn't have?
Documentaries are
crucial to my film-viewing life, and there are two fascinating ones
on Mary Kom just on Youtube. But whether we like it or not, even the
most acclaimed documentary would earn Kom a fraction of the money or
bandwidth that this film will. Millions more Indians will hear of
Mary Kom
than of a documentary, and Chopra is crucial here. Mary Kom knows
that. Having fought her way up from obscurity even as she rose
through the world boxing ranks, Kom understands the power of fame.
And given the absurdly unstarry treatment of non-cricketing
sportspersons by Indian authorities (something documented with
increasing and surprising frequency by Hindi films from Paan Singh
Tomar to Chak De India), surely Mary and Milkha are best equipped to
judge whether they need “another star” to tell their story.
Omung Kumar’s
choppy film, though it fails to explain Mary's fascination with
boxing, does capture her hunger for celebrity. A scene where Mary
cooks a Manipuri meal for a visiting Delhi/Mumbai journalist
prefigures current media stories of Mary’s down-home friendship
with Priyanka Chopra. Later we see her treasure her medals, and paste
clippings about herself in a scrapbook. Mary Kom may be a legend in
Manipur, but she wants to be a legend across India. And she knows
that there is no better way of ensuring that than to become the
subject of a Bollywood myth.
Hindi films have
been banned in Manipur since 2000 by the insurgent group
Revolutionary Peoples Front, who see them as part of mainland India's
expansionist strategy. But such a ban means little in the internet
era. And many Manipuris, like Mary, seem happy with the moment in the
Bollywood sun. “So what if they haven’t used a Manipuri actress,
the story is ours. We should be proud as Indians,” said Mary's
coach to IBNLive. “As a child, I watched so many movies and could
never have dreamt that one day a film would be made on me,” Mary
told Delhi Times. “I liked Amitabh Bachchan sir's boxing in Sholay
film.” No wonder she seemed pleased as punch when an admiring
Bachchan launched her autobiography Unbreakable
last December.
We need to
acknowledge that Hindi cinema, like Hollywood, is not in the business
of realism. It is in the business of myth-making. Its myths can be
dangerous, but they can also be powerfully affecting. No doubt
there is a flattening of Manipur's socio-political context in Mary
Kom, and of Mary's persona. Her
fierce interest in girly things, almost as fierce as her boxing; the
fact that her fashionableness involves a rise from ragged poverty;
her deep Christian belief; the powerful links between sport and
poverty in an underdeveloped region -- these are left tragically
unexplored. But the film offers up a rare female icon: an almost
impossible heroine who is both feminine and a fighter, managing
motherhood while also fulfilling her career dreams.
But in a world
where Mangte Chungneijang Mary Kom can get to the national list only
by shortening herself to MC Mary Kom, Bollywood’s simplifications
are merely a symptom. The malaise runs much deeper.
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