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After the weighty Firebrand, Netflix has released its second original Marathi film, 15 August. Taking on a lighter veil than its predecessor, the Madhuri Dixit and Shriram Nene production is a slice of life drama that mines the familiar territory of a Mumbai chawl to drive its story.
In the first of two parallel narratives, there’s Ninad (Aaryan Menghji), a young boy who gets his hand stuck in a hole in the centre of the courtyard that was to be used prop up the flagpole. The other is the tale of a young couple – Raju, a lovelorn struggling artist, and Jui who must choose between eloping with him or agreeing to marry the NRI boy her parents have picked out for her.
The film attempts to use the Mumbai chawl, where privacy is an alien concept and your business is everyone else’s but your own, as a microcosm of urban India. And for a while, it works. For anyone who has lived in a middle-class neighbourhood in Mumbai or is acquainted with the middle-class Maharashtrian ethos, the film’s colourful characters are instantly recognisable.
However, much like the residents who attempt to extricate Ninad from the hole he’s stuck in with tactics that begin with the logical and get progressively more hare-brained, the writers appear to run out of ideas to drive the story forward about halfway through.
As Raju, Rahul Pethe endears himself mostly because he reminds you of that Sensitive Artist Boy™ you were once madly in love with when you were 18. But despite being the protagonist, he has precious little to do and spends most of the film standing around moodily – though I suppose one could argue that it is on brand for his character.
15 August is a pleasant enough film to occupy a Saturday afternoon. But one can’t help wishing its talented cast had a defter screenplay to help elevate it beyond a one-time watch.
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