Robibaar

When oversimplification has become the trend, the director here chooses not to spell it all out. Neither does he indulge in any kind of sentimentality at the meeting of the lovers fifteen years later; rather, he leaves the narrative open, and time and again breaks it to provide a new insight into the relationship.The tangent the film takes with these digressions threw me off till I realized the grander design of the director. Liked the deviation from routine. Quite a novel format for a Bangla film I presume. Wonder if it would find much takers among the soap addicted audience. But if someone tends to have some patience, he would be richly rewarded.

I mean,why was this movie ever made? What was the rationale? Absolutely no story build-up, the characters seemed to show off too much, they acted like there was too much to reveal but everything can easily be anticipated even by a 10 year old, dialogues were useless, why use unnecessary english jargons where you can use a good vocabulary of bengali jargons? Seriously, I don't understand! Also, there was too much of a pause while delivering dialogues, i mean what the heck? The Zee bangla serials are much better! The ending was too idiotic! I would suggest not to not waste your precious time and money on this at all!

A romantic relationship film.The film has wonderful story line and the camera languidly follows the characters throughout the film. It's a wonderful movie in recent time.Their narrative is not unusual either.Though the film is character-driven, it is not filled with dialogues.

They met after fifteen years and for a moment, the audience is swept by a strong whiff of the passion that has survived over the years. The Man dressed in black kurta is suave and presumptuous. The Lady is a trifle unsure but feels drawn to the familiar air of unsolved mystery that is quintessentially him. Her glance is a mixture of loathing, disgust and withered love.

She feels bound to stay back when he is desperate and earnest. Added to this is the intoxicating thought of wringing from him a kind of confession, not a desperate attempt to make him suffer but more of a selfish idea of using his story to be used as an ingredient in a research book penned by her.

The narrative is not a linear progression of events but more of a magnification of feelings,of what happens on a Sunday. An intense study of a relationship gone dry and dead, yet quickened to life by the random stirring caused by a chance meeting and interaction.



Sunday is a day to relax and unwind but it is also a day when official work is usually kept on hold. What happens when more and more days of life resemble a Sunday? What happens when it is hard to remember the extraordinary significance of a Sunday?

In the end, it is like a long, winding conversation between two people.The course of future rests on their hands. The past has left its irrevocable stamp. You can smell yesterday. But it cannot be stitched back seamlessly. The crack remains to taunt. Tears of regret or a deal to be made, it is essentially their choice.

The storyline of this movie with two old partners expressed lot of emotions along with memories which lead to heal the moments of these two whose relations teared up many years ago.