Yesterday morning, having mustered two hours of early morning sleep, I rushed my way to Salt Lake, still a part of the city I feel uncomfortable and lost in, to watch the second instalment of Anurag Kashyap‘s ‘Gangs of Wasseypur‘. Indeed, few movies have so captured my imagination that I’d sacrifice my precious morning sleep and Salt Lake-related diffidence to be in my seat before the customary Vicco Turmeric ads.
For most of the two hours or so, the movie seemed to be battling with a parental demon, seemingly unable to match up to the Manoj Bajpai inspired magic of GOW1. And then came a closing sequence that took the movie and Nawazuddin Siddiqui to stratospheric levels. So mindlessly violent, so silly in its cockiness, so brilliant in its execution. In some fifteen crazy minutes, a three generation long saga was provided a fitting closure.
Closure, indeed, is the word. Closure, especially, for the Michael-Corleone-sque Faizal Khan (Siddiqui) who reluctantly takes on the charge of the family mafiadom and avenges the murders of most of his family. (For those who haven’t watched the movie, serious spoiler alert here). Closure also for Durga (Reemma Sen) who finally sees her son assume for himself the legacy of his father Sardar Khan (Bajpai) having killed his half-brother Faizal. Closure for an audience, who had by then, been numbed by the violence which had stopped being gory, bloody or shocking.
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