This is just one way of expressing my point of view on the cinema I like to see.

My interpretation of the story, scenes and the characters form the part of this blog.

The Story ReTold.....for good

Dim lights, a dark figure visible form his back.....seems to be wearing a metal rimmed light glares.....Noise....noise and more noise.....And with the death defying blow on the membrane of the drum there comes the HUGE puff of smoke which fills the scene in its totality.....
No thats not Apache on FC......thats the part of a two and a half hour long treat that my eyes were served two weeks ago....the cuisine was bollywood and the dish was DevD.
The narration of the movie is rich with such thought provoking content that can wake my kind of a lazy writer from his long slumber.....
DevD unlike its predessor was not a depiction of some ancient, unknown and remote emotions that half of us could not connect to.....
As regards this fresh take on the book, never in the movie you actually want to sympathise with the protaganist...., a perfect loser.....serving his immediate needs and not connected with anyone outside...rather not even connected inwards to himself.....
A soul in search of something.....losing which has made him discover the darker side of his life....constantly in urge of that someone....and sticking his head out of the mud of his own EGO to reach to his object of desire.....
Another differentiating aspect of this movie is that it takes a deviation from the original storyline at the end....
Undoubtedly the best cinematographed scene of the movie breaks the usual alchoholic-high flow of things and takes a course of its own. The double angled filmed shot that saw a car crash into a brick wall near a telephone booth where Dev was collecting coins from the mechanically mishandled pay-phone set. The crash of the car and a near death experience breaks his mental frame of self-destruction and self-inflicting decay of his soul.
It marks the U-turn of his scheme of things.
Dirtying hmself from rubbing against the mud of his Ego for long, he finally washes it all off at the end when he is overwhelmed by the feelings of "Chanda" when she accepts the gift from him without thinking whether she would ever meet him again..It portrays the victory of selfless love over a egoistic feeling of passion which is more of self love than love for somebody.