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Sunday, June 24, 2018

‘Aasai povathu vinnile’ from Naam Pirandha Mann

Saravanan Natarajan writes:

June 24 marks the birth anniversaries of two of the stateliest colossi of Tamil Cinema. Muse and Music were born on this day a year apart…. What better way to celebrate Kannadasan and MSV than to recall one of their myriad magnificent collaborations….And as always, we do not indulge in a superfluous search from the surface of this mighty ocean, we dwell deep into its recesses and lay our hands on a glistening pearl that lies in a forgotten crevice…..

‘Aasai povathu vinnile’ from Naam Pirandha Mann
Sung by S.P. Balsubramaniam
Lyrics by Kannadasan
Music by M.S. Viswanathan

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‘Have you seen ‘நாம் பிறந்த மண்?’ was Kamalhasan’s query to Shankar when the director first narrated the story of his ‘Indian’ to him. Hearing the gripping outline of an aged freedom-fighter who becomes the nemesis for his wayward son, Kamal must have been engulfed by a sense of déjà vu, for Shankar’s narrative bore startling similarities to ‘நாம் பிறந்த மண்’. Kamal’s thoughts must have raced back to more than two decades when ‘Vietnam Veedu’ Sundaram met him with the script and offered the upcoming actor the role of the rebellious, well-meaning son.

நாம் பிறந்த மண் (Vijaya Arts/ 7.10.1977) had Rajasekhar’s story being drafted into Sundaram’s riveting screenplay and dialogues. It was produced by ‘The Hindu’ S. Rangarajan. Rangarajan had earlier tasted success by producing ‘கெளரவம்’ (under the banner ‘Vietnam Movies’) with Sivaji Ganesan in the lead and with Sundaram as the director. This time around too, Sundaram was initially appointed as director, but cameraman A. Vincent took over the direction later on. The titles credit the screenplay to both Sundaram and Vincent.

The movie recounted the life and times of a fictitious revolutionary freedom fighter called Sandhana Thevan. The first half of the movie is filled with his daring exploits, how even while leading the blameless life of a respected village-head during the day, Thevan heads a clandestine band of brave youngsters who strike terror at the British bases in the night. Not even his wife and sister are aware of his dual life. Thevan has to suffer untold miseries when his identity becomes known- his sister is molested and left to die, and he gives himself up to the British at the tearful entreaty of his wife. Thevan is released from prison when India attains independence. He has now lost all his ancestral wealth, and his son Ranjit grows up to a life of scarcity and poverty. Ranjit is disheartened by the depths to which the family fortunes have sunk, and he longs to restore to his proud father and long-suffering mother all that they have lost. All his attempts to secure employment are in vain, and he resorts to crime as an easier means to wealth. But he has not accounted for the anger of his principled father, and events then move to a tragic climax.

If Sivaji Ganesan’s performance as Thevan leading a dual life was marked by majestic histrionics, his restrained underplay as the father who refuses to sacrifice his lofty principles was heartwarming. Kamal as the frustrated son brimmed with righteous fury and anguish. K.R. Vijaya played Thevar’s wife Deivanayagi, and hers was a dignified portrayal. Gemini Ganesh as another revolutionary Joseph, Nagesh as the faithful family retainer Thavasu, ‘Fadafat’ Jayalakshmi as Thevan’s sister Papa and Reena as the British Sergeant’s wife were all well cast in their respective roles.

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The proceedings were punctuated with several interesting twists and some emotional highpoints- the playful banter between Deivanayagi and Papa accentuating the deep affection they have for each other, the young revolutionary Viswanathan venturing out on a valiant mission on the night of his wedding and killing himself after shooting the British collector at Maniachi Junction, Deivanayagi nursing the British child who is down with chicken-pox and proclaiming the oneness of Mary and Maari, the amazement of Joseph when he discovers that Sandhana Thevan is none other than his employer ‘Vettaikkaara’ Thevan, the daring encounter that James and Thevan have with the British troops in the still of the night and their seeking sanctuary in a church, all the men in the village sporting bandages in their legs to foil the attempts of the British when they try to trace Sandhana Thevan through his wounded leg, the moving episode where Thevan escapes from police to attend the funeral of Joesph’s mother, Thevan rescuing the British commander from a pit into which they had fallen together, the unblemished loyalty of Thavasu even when Thevan has fallen upon bad times, the arresting arguments between the principled father and practical son with the anguished mother playing the eternal arbitrator, the moving scene where Thevan and Joesph meet after many years, the undisguised pride in Thevan’s eyes when Ranjit buys back their ancestral house and presents it to his parents, and how the same eyes fill with tears of shame and rage when he learns the secret of his son’s sudden affluence, the inexorable end…. The movie was also well made technically with Vincent’s cinematography and Mohana’s art direction presenting with pulsating life the ambiance of a feudal village down south in pre-independence India.

Despite everything going for it, நாம் பிறந்த மண் was a commercial failure. Perhaps the public were tired of another Sivaji movie having a father-son tussle, or it could be that the image of Chappani (16 வயதினிலே was released a few weeks earlier, on 15 September 1977) had the public in a trance which they were not willing to come out of.

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But knowledge to their eyes her ample page
rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll;
Chill Penury repress'd their noble rage,
and froze the genial current of the soul…

- Thomas Gray (Elegy in a Country Churchyard)

The proud Thevar remains proud and principled, while the Thevar magan languishes in abject penury. He has grown up listening to tales of the fabulous wealth that was once theirs, the acres of land that yielded bountiful harvest year after year, the huge amounts that his father gave away in charity, the thousands of people who were fed by his family during temple festivities…. But all he has known first-hand is poverty and deprivation. He is not educated, not because he was a dunce, it was because his impoverished father could not afford to educate him. Much like the children of poor families whom Thomas Gray alludes to in the above verse, knowledge to our man’s eyes did never unroll. As a result, this illiterate youngster is unable to find a job. And when he does get a job in a wine shop, his enraged father comes to know and puts an end to that soon enough…. What does he do…he cannot bear to see his long-suffering mother scrimp and scrounge and starve herself even while trying to feed her husband and son… he cannot bear to see youngsters of his age enjoying life when he is stricken by perennial poverty… How true was the sagacious old woman when she observed ‘கொடிது கொடிது வறுமை கொடிது, அதனினும் கொடிது இளமையில் வறுமை!’

Frustrations galore… he lands a job as a crooner in a hotel… develops dubious contacts from there…. gets trapped in a vortex of crime that fetches him the riches that he has always longed for…He despises himself for what he has become, his inner conscience and his principled upbringing gnaw him to penitence, yet he stifles the alarm bells, justifying crime as a necessary evil… His is a brooding, introspective lot that evening… the usual revelers gather in the hotel, but he is lost in the labyrinth of his wretchedness…. And so he narrates his travails in a song that he croons....

ஆசை போவது விண்ணிலே
கால்கள் போவது மண்ணிலே
பாலம் போடுங்கள் யாராவது
பாடி ஆடுங்கள் இன்றாவது....

In the prelude to the song, Vincent employs some imaginative touches that capture the above philosophical lines of the bard… the first shot shows Kamal walking on the road (கால்கள் போவது மண்ணிலே), the next one shows an airplane in the sky (ஆசை போவது விண்ணிலே), and then…there are montage shots showing him meeting shifty men, receiving mysterious consignments (பாலம் போடுங்கள் யாராவது)…The scene then shifts to the interiors of the hotel where Kamal sings, a girl sways to his song, the bacchanalian audience intent on their own pleasures indifferent to the angst that peeps through his lines (பாடி ஆடுங்கள் இன்றாவது)….

And as his wont, Kannadasan lets his lines reflect the inner turmoil of the character… And the thoughts of the great writers of the world creep unintentionally into his poetic lines… Oliver Goldsmith’s ‘The nakedness of the indigent world may be clothed from the trimmings of the vain’ finds new meaning in ‘கட்டிடம் ஜொலிக்கிறது, அஸ்திவாரம் அழுகிறது.’ Ella Wheeler Wilcox would have discovered a kindred soul in Kannadasan had she happened to hear ‘யாரும் சிந்தட்டும் கண்ணீரை, நீங்கள் தெளியுங்கள் பன்னீரை’, for the line is a sardonic leaf out of her own ‘Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone…’ And had John Milton who wrote ‘These evils I deserve, and more…Justly, yet despair not of His final pardon, Whose ear is ever open, and His eye gracious to re-admit the suppliant’ and Alexander Pope who declared ‘To err is human, to forgive divine’ lived in the time of our bard, they would have doubtless saluted the heart and shook the hand that interpreted the same thoughts so eloquently in

தெய்வம் சில நேரம் சிந்திக்கும்
மண்ணில் பல பேரை மன்னிக்கும்
இந்த மன்றத்தில் ஆடுங்கள்...
அந்த மன்னிப்பைக் கோருங்கள்....
இறைவா.....
என்னை மன்னித்துவிடு......

As for MSV, he must have been delighted to obtain this philosophical soliloquy from the bard, and he sets it to a simple tune that brings to the fore the somber undercurrent of the lines. It is a stylish composition of the master wherein the first four lines of the charanam are but a variation of the pallavi’s tune. The first three charanams close with didactic reflections, while the last charanam ends with a desperate cry to the Lord for forgiveness. In perfect congruence with the plush interiors of the opulent hotel, MSV employs the guitar, drums and trumpets to tantalizing effect. There are four charanams, and alternate interludes are similar. The second and fourth interlude open with the bells that jingle in the glittering sequins of the danseuse’s dress, and as the singer’s thoughts fly to his mother amidst her domestic drudgery, MSV’s violins wail in empathetic anguish...

The sharpest weapon in MSV’s arsenal though, is SPB. How fetchingly does he portray the misery of the on-screen singer… Listen to the cynical chortle in ‘இன்பங்கள் தூங்குவதில்லை.....துன்பங்களும் அப்படித்தான்’ and the hushed sob in the final plea, ‘இறைவா.....என்னை மன்னித்துவிடு!’ Frustration, anger, guilt, rationalization, resignation, and prayer… all delivered with operatic flourish parade in mesmerizing succession in SPB’s song…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xEAAUcOkZ74

Discussion at:
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Saturday, June 9, 2018

மலர்ந்தும் மலராதவை # 32

Saravanan Natarajan
மலர்ந்தும் மலராதவை # 32:

Song: Ninaivile manaivi endru
Movie: Sa ri ga ma pa.
Sung by SPB.
Lyrics by Udhayanan.
Music by Srikumar.

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Ragamalika International’s ‘சரிகமப’ (not to be confused with Parthiban’s 1994 film ‘சரிகமபதநி’) was another movie whose reels lie forgotten in the attic of some crestfallen producer’s house. The record sleeve has a picture of Roopa condescending to part with a reluctant smile. The other songs were ‘ஓடும் நதிகளில்’ by Jayachandran & PS (Kannadasan), ‘என்னம்மா நில்லம்மா’ by Malaysia Vasudevan (Thendral Thyagarajan) and ‘உலகத்தில் நான் வாழ்வது’ by S.Janaki (Kannadasan)

Putting up a brave face despite the ravages wrought by the ethnic conflict in the early 80s, Radio Ceylon endeared itself to its listeners by continuing to air their favourite programmes. And it was sometime in 1983 that I first happened to listen to this song one indolent forenoon. And soon enough, Sunday after Sunday, this song stayed put as the numero uno in the weekly countdown, warding off with nonchalant ease spirited challenges from the more hyped Goliaths.

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Many of us would remember the song ‘வாய்விட்டு சிரிச்சா நோய்வி்ட்டு போகும்’ from KB’s பொய்க்கால் குதிரை. The voice that accompanies Malaysia Vasudevan is that of Udhayanan, who had written the lyrics as well. Udhayanan was a lyricist who became MSV’s protégé in the early 80s, and he also lent his voice to some of his own lyrics. Though big-time success eluded him, Udhayanan proved his bona fides in the few songs that came his way. Besides ‘வாய்விட்டு சிரிச்சா நோய்விட்டு போகும்’, other songs written by Udhayanan that I recall are ‘அத்தியும் பூத்தது’ (மன்மத ரதங்கள்/P. Susheela/ KVM), ‘பச்சமொளகா’ (நன்றி மீண்டும் வருக/ Udhayanan & Kausalya/ Shyam), ‘நான்தான்டி’ (தேவி தரிசனம்/ P.Susheela & Renuka/ MSV), ‘மாம்பலத்து பூசாரி’ (ஆசைக்கு வயசில்லை/ Udhayanan & Manorama / MSV) and ‘ஓட்டப்பானையில நண்டவிட்டா’ (முன்னொரு காலத்தில்/ P.Susheela / MSV)

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‘Who is Silvia? What is she, that all our swains commend her?’ wrote William Shakespeare (Two Gentlemen of Verona). My thoughts often fly to these lines when I wonder who was this Srikumar, whose entry into and exit from Tamil Cinema went wholly unnoticed? Tamil film music often poses such questions whose answers we would probably never know. Yet in the one album that came his way, Srikumar has left behind some lingering memories. While the stylish JC-PS duet ‘ஓடும் நதிகளில் ஆடும் மலர்களில் உனது முகம்’ would strike a chord in many, the song that remains firmly entrenched in our memories is ‘நினைவிலே மனைவியென்று’.

Creating an appealing tune is perhaps the easier part of the assignment; arranging an unobtrusive, apposite orchestration as a charming trellis around the lyrics is a daunting challenge for a debutant. But Srikumar comes out in flying colours. And SPB, of course, has to go all out to unleash his magic and honour a humble composer. Right from the opening humming, he makes the song his, and fills it with his finesse. With an amused indulgence that is so becoming, SPB captures the romantic flights of fancy of a love-struck man, singing of his beloved in a tranquil moonlit night....



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PkC8WgEQnIk&feature=youtu.be

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Saturday, June 2, 2018

மலர்ந்தும் மலராதவை # 31

Saravanan Natarajan writes:

மலர்ந்தும் மலராதவை # 31:

உயிரே உனக்காக....

Two wondrous wedges from a vibrant rainbow, a magnificent rainbow that made a fleeting appearance before being hidden forever behind the swirling clouds of time……I was among the blessed to have savoured the delectable wedges…. These are two songs from ‘உயிரே உனக்காக’. Sung by SPB and S.Janaki. Lyrics by Vairamuthu. Music by Ilaiyaraja.

And before anyone starts wondering if Raja composed two songs in an album that had music by Laxmikant-Pyarelal, let me hasten to clarify that this film is not the Mohan-Nadiya starrer உயிரே உனக்காக (1986/ Motherland Pictures).

This was an earlier venture commenced with the same name. Sri Manickam Films’ உயிரே உனக்காக is destined to lie hidden in the cans forever. It had Prabhu and Sulakshana playing the lead roles. It was produced by Kallakkudi Manickam and directed by S. Kumar.

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I go back again to the summer of 1983 when all schools were shut down for an extended period to express solidarity with the Srilankan Tamils. Having nothing else to do apart from reading the books borrowed from Easwari Lending Library in the afternoons and playing with friends out in the street for a while in the evening, I fell back upon my old ally- Radio Ceylon. My day started with பொங்கும் பூம்புனல் and ended with இரவின் மடியில்.

I can never forget the songs that were aired regularly during that unexpected vacation, and along with songs like ‘தென்னங்கீற்றும் தென்றல் காற்றும்', ‘நினைவிலே மனைவி என்று’, ‘யாரது சொல்லாமல்’, ‘சிரிச்சா கொல்லிமலைக் குயிலு’, ‘ஓ வெண்ணிலாவே வா ஓடி வா’, ‘தென்றல் என்னை முத்தமிட்டது’; there were these two songs that would found place unfailingly in பொங்கும் பூம்புனல்.

The songs were never aired after that summer, as album after album of Raja filled with new delights kept coming up week after week. I could not let go of them however, and clutched on to them in a precious nook of memory. Many years later, these two songs from உயிரே உனக்காக were on my wish-list each time I discovered a new recording center. But when after days of delicious anticipation, I brought back the cassette home, I would be dismayed to find 'I want to be a rich man' or 'கவிதைகள் விரியும் விழியிலே' from LP’s உயிரே உனக்காக recorded in the place of my requests! All my protests elicited was a flat denial of the existence of another movie by the same name for which Ilaiyaraja had composed the songs ….


After many years, I found a Srilankan friend who had the record with him ( Yes, with Prabhu in a white uniform on the record jacket), and got the precious songs from him.

The dream ensemble of Ilaiyaraja, Vairamuthu, SPB & Janaki collaborate here to put together an exquisite duet. Janaki’s enticing humming is invitation enough, and SPB’s pallavi hints at lusty longings hiding behind the air of laid-back romance. ‘மார்கழி பார்வை'…. What a mataphor… a glance that sends delicious shivers down the spine, a look that brings a refreshing zephyr to a heart parched for love? Janaki makes a sly entry into the charanam - hark at her irresistible exclamation of pleasure at his ‘உள்ளங்கையில் தேனிருக்க’ --And just when you expect SPB to bring back the pallavi after Janaki’s surging end to the charanam, like an unexpected cascade of summer showers, Raja takes you on a mesmerizing musical odyssey….

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iO-62OrrP7g&feature=youtu.be

The other enchanting duet from this film, ‘பூ என்பதா பொன் என்பதா’ (lyrics again by Vairamuthu) was another favourite among Radio Ceylon listeners. Serenaded by female chorus voices, a bashful Janaki lifts the curtains to a ballad of an unhurried courtship, a romance whose languorous lilt is festooned by SPB’s impassioned wooing. Gorgeous arrangements by the Maestro…listen to how he commissions his lead singers to commence the second interlude…. Rapture!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LMy69H7iECc&feature=youtu.be

Happy Birthday, Sir! Our lives are richer with your music.
And, SPB Sir, our advance wishes!

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