When people like Salman Rushdie and Deepa Mehta collaborate, and the product is still allowed to be presented to the public, that itself is a miracle.
Both have a controversial past, and Midnight's Children was perhaps one chance for the general public to witness the brilliance of both.Strictly for Festival circuits, this movie is more of a showcase of the creator's mastery over their individual mediums than a coherent script with a satisfactory ending. Explaining the plot is something beyond my expertise, and so I will stick to the other nitty gritties.
Visually, MC is a treat to the senses - with subdued colors and elegant sets. The keyword is 'elegance' here, and not Sanjay Bhansali's 'extravagance': so you get to see the opulence of pre-Independence Kashmir and subsequently the slums of the 1990s. Nothing is over the top speaking of the ambience - the exaggerations have been reserved for the script alone, and thus you have iconic scenes like that of demonic Shiva (Siddharth) towering over the slums still saddling his motorcycle.
Getting the who's who of the Indian film industry to act in bit roles was a casting coup as well - so we have Shabana Azmi and Rajat Kapoor playing an unlikely couple where the wife wishes to rein in her daughters while the husband easily relents. Perhaps the Writer and Director have drawn inferences from their own symbiotic relationship while developing the film, as the cinematic medium does not offer as much laxity as available in print.
Midnight's Children is a film which provokes the mind- to draw analogies and to identify symbols. It is one which demands time and respect, and not a two-dimensional review.view less