Movie Review – PINK

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reviewYes, we are the women of today – the so called emancipated feminists that define the done to death clichés about the ‘modern abla naari’. Yes, we drink and smoke if we want to. Yes, we wear clothes that may reveal more than they cover. Yes, we work late nights and live alone. Yes, we have a career if we want one. Yes, we are free with our thoughts and our bodies in a way that you have never seen before.

Yes, we are strong of mind and will and demand the respect we deserve. Yes, we are a small minority, but one with a viral spread. Despite all those YES-es you must know that our NO still means NO!

When Minal (Tapsee Pannu), Falak (Kirti Kulhari) and Andrea (Tariang), 3 regular working girls in a regular South Delhi locality, decided to go out to a Rock show and then ‘hang-out’ with some boys they met through a vague acquaintance after, they were in no way giving consent to sleeping with them ( or so they thought). When Minal, in a fit of drunken rage, attacked one of the boys who tried to get fresh with her, she was acting in self-defense, not committing a premeditated crime (her only crime being acting unwomanly). When the 3 foolish girls went to the police upon being stalked and threatened, they were placing their faith in the system, not signing up for an ordeal of abuse and shame. Such is the premise of PINK, an Annirudha Roy Chowdhury direction and Shoojit Sircar production – and definitely one of their finest work so far.

I have intentionally not talked about the powerful scenes or recited some clever dialogues or reviewed the movie in a true sense. To talk about what happens on the screen in that 136 minutes would be unfair to you. The goosebumps, the disgust and revulsion, the disbelief and despair, the fear and the sense of hopelessness… it should be experienced, not read about. The only spoiler in here is about our Big-B Amitabh Bacchan. This is perhaps one of his most stellar performances ever – with the right amount of vigour, violence and vendetta. He has shared the screen with many fresh faces and some old ones, and each one of them has delivered their own role to perfection. But again, to know you must see.


Calling PINK a movie is doing it a grave injustice. Pink is a story that could happen to you or to me, in the rape capital of India for a woman. And it is a reflection on the Indian society as a whole. The movie holds no bars and bares it all, yet does so with subtlety and undertones of sarcasm. The movie makes and delivers judgement. It calls a spade a spade and shows what it’s worth. And for that boldness it deserves a standing ovation. Pink is not a movie…it’s a statement. It’s not a pseudo feminist’s attempt to jump onto the bandwagon of misconstrued and misdirected pleas for equality…it’s a commentary on the society and it’s underbelly. It’s definitely not an entertainer but it is a must watch for Realcinema critiques.