Tahaan

Director: Santosh Sivan

Out of the mouth of babes. Santosh Sivan is at his best when he works with children, and his latest is a fine example: Tahaan plays out both like a touchingly real story, as well as a fable, hinting at deeper truths beneath.

Eight-year-old Tahaan lives with his ailing grandfather, mother and older sister in a derelict house on the outskirts of Srinagar. The family is slowly being driven to the ground by mounting debt, and despair. The continuing absence of the man of the house, Tahaan’s father, and the non-stop shelling on the streets, works as a story driver, as well as a metaphor for the situation in the Kashmir valley: the unrest within both fuels and feeds off the strife outside.

Sivan’s style here is just like in the rest of his work: simple, direct, slowly peeling off the layers to reach a climactic point. And he gets a marvelous performance from his young lead: Tahaan (Purav Bhandare) is the moving spirit of the film. The boy’s multiple relationships— with his old grandpa (Victor), his mother (Sarika), who can’t speak, his chatterbox of a sister, and his beloved donkey, Birbal, forms the plane on which the rest is built.

But Sarika who says much without saying anything, and Anupam Kher in a cameo, as the trader who buys the boy’s donkey, and then realises what it means to him, look as if they belong. And just Purav’s act, all big eyes and winning smile, is worth the price of an admission ticket.