I won’t say I liked this movie. I enjoyed it: YES. There is a spicy quality interspersed with painful minutes. The protagonist is seen as a character too-good-to-be-true: She is is good, if the viewer limits his/her thinking to her biological dispositions. Beyond that, my views aren’t exactly in sync with the general opinion: Being a good singer is her natural inclination, being a good friend: Her requirement for companionship. She seems to misinterpret the importance of root values, or should I say, “Roots’ value?”
Perfumed and sexy, gullible yet strong, her charisma is enigmatic; wholesome and breezy, her persona magnetic. But how far can a bird fly... It would need to migrate, or at least, have a nest! I don’t intend to find solace via metaphors, the story lends heroic charm, but gracefully confuses mind’s eye:-
1. The lady raises two daughters, but, is it usable that while one is spoilt brat, the other super-doting for her mother: Implying that protagonist did bring them up nicely, but, vain that she was, couldn’t love uncompromisingly.
2. The hero, most basic in his demeanour, nicely evades any responsibility that goes beyond his immediate requirements. Though this judgement would be apparent to any reasonably observing eye, the protagonist and her so-called-best friend seem to be ignorant of anything trustworthy that could have been simply built into fine relation(s).
3. It’s beautiful, undoubtedly; but leaves unanswered queries in mind; to the point that a viewer could find it difficult to even HAVE any opinion.
It’s kinda messy, but perhaps that’s thoroughly just-my-opinion!? I generally tell people very frank thoughts about movies; however, ‘The Evening’ did total atyaachaar on any thoughts I could have had; and didn’t satisfy me at all.
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