One thing that a lot of Indian movies are successful in doing is reflecting the spirit of the time and place the plot is located in. Bulbbul, a movie that is essentially a feministic message on the twisted yet avowable ability of a woman bound by conventions to break the shackles, also is a feast to the eye, thanks to its beautiful rendition of ancient Bengali lifestyle.
The aesthetic beauty of it is clearly the first thing to catch a viewer’s eye, especially with regard to the mysterious, and slightly sensuous character of Bulbbul – in her latter personality. The former personality of hers is a simple one that cherishes her friendship with her brother-in-law and is forced to endure a completely undeserving consequence for it. The consequence in itself is a part of the movie shot quite effectively, ensuring a definite disturbing impact on the mind of the viewer, more than enough to justify the shift in the victim’s personality that follows.
As far as the complete experience of the movie goes, the aesthetic appeal of it all remains the biggest highlight. The colour theme of red signifying love, pain, revenge and womanhood (symbolically menstruation) is a recurring factor exemplified for impact through projection on the moon. The music adds to the thickness of the story through rather shrill yet pleasant violin tunes, accompanied by costumes that are not too flashy but are striking nonetheless.
The story and the theme of the movie are nothing that the audiences haven’t heard of or seen before. Every time a movie is made on the recurring theme of feminism on the backdrop of radical, or even ruthlessly rightful womanhood, the challenge only lies in the act of telling the story in a way the viewers have not seen before. Most viewers can guess the end of the story in the first half itself, but what keeps them watching is the curiosity that the movie can inflict as to how, after all, they’ll unfold the climax. Bulbbul does manage to evoke that curiosity and keep the viewer glued till the end. Yes, it does raise a question of unrealism as to the technical details of how after all it was all possible, but those are overshadowed by the thematic stronghold of radical feminism and the agreement that the audiences have with the ‘why’ of the actions as opposed to ‘how’.
In all, Bulbbul is a good choice for a one time watch. The aesthetics of screenplay makes for a memorable experience more than anything else, but the theme is worth the time as well.