The magic circle is a term that I learnt whilst doing theatre in my formative years. When I started doing the acting workshop for my film Pankh, with the two newcomers Maradona Rebello and Amit Purohit
The Magic Circle
The Arduous Journey — the untold stories of Pankh
Film making to me has always been a burden of dreams that I want to share with kindred spirits. I live cinema, I breathe cinema and I can die for cinema. It might sound a wee bit dramatic but that is the reality that governs my existence.
An acidic night with the stars!
The premiere of White Feather Films and Mumbai Mantra’s Acid Factory took place the other night, and the stars descended upon this suburban theatre to catch all the action.
Acid Factory Review: A cat ‘n’ mouse chase ( Taran Adarsh)
Besides Abbas-Mustan, Sanjay Gupta has attempted interesting thrillers in the past. His new outing, Acid Factory, directed by Suparn Verma, is a cat ‘n’ mouse chase that will have you on edge of the seat as it unfolds.
The Quest for Flight
Since recorded history, mankind’s greatest quest has been for flight. Human beings were always fascinated by birds wanting to approximate and emulate them. They failed for centuries but never gave up. I think this is almost a metaphor for the mass human psyche—- forever wanting to soar above circumstance. Poets have likened their spirits to birds; painters have..
Tradition and The Individual Talent
A Bong brat with a Post Graduate degree in English Literature and Diploma in Cinema from FTII, Pune. Career started at Kolkata and moved all over India—– a very successful stint in advertising, TV(both Hindi and Bengali), as writer producer, director of fiction and non fiction programming, set up first private news channel in Bangla, daily chat show host in Bangla for 3 years, iconoclast, social commentator, journalist, writer of fiction, prose, poetry, screenplays and dialogues. Presently settled in Mumbai and have completed my first Hindi feature film Pankh – the Flight.
The burden of dreams
Beyond the tangy delight of saying “action” and the sweeping power of uttering “cut”, I am caught in a dilemma about what role do I play between those two operative words. In the interregnum I am frozen into just gazing upon a shot shaping up to a life that just might affect a few lives, warrant a gentle smile or prompt a tear to drop.
