Last Defenders of Monogamy

Watched two Farooki movies back to back in a while. This one is on a contemporary topic- monogamy. Is monogamy not working today? That was the theme of the movie. And it had humor, kinda comedy style. But also some serious notes.

Shafkat is the boss of an advertising company and Lamiya is an intern who is also a singer and very modern. The contrast between them instills a kind of attraction but Shafkat also can't ignore the fact that he has a family. So, the love affair gets as peculiar as it can be. And funny.

I liked how Farooki showcased Dhaka's newly installed metro through the lens of a camera. He uses whatever tools he can get, like the metro, the local cuisines that can enhance the charm of a film, but he also keeps it real-doesn't add too many filters for the sake of beautifying.

As my husband says, Bangla movies tend to have less substance. I nodded with him. Even though Farooki didn't lack substance in Bachelor and Television, I felt his last two movies "Something like an autobiography" and "Last Defenders of Monogamy" could have some more substance. In this movie, you can count there were basically three characters. Oh and the child part of a 7/8 years old daughter was very bad. I don't think a small girl can talk so maturely and who dubbed her voice? Sounds like someone much older.

I would say it's a very mellow watch. You can chill out for 90 minutes and watch this. Spending 90 minutes on the same topic is also not something many people like. So, a bit more substance wouldn't hurt.

Mr. Director have you watched this film after making it. What is your thought on that ? Have you noticed anything?

Have you noticed the story is too predictable, too mundane and scripting is like a high school kid. One more thing this is way too slow paced movie for this kind of genre.

I can go on and on, but I already wasted my time watching this, I don't wanna waste more to write how childish this movie is.

Just one urge, if you can't find any issue with this movie, please stop making films and go retire, At least we will have remnants of great Faroki of the olden movies and dramas.

I am a great supporter of your work. But this is trash. It could have golden, if this work has been released like 25 years ago. Cheers!

Cow dung content.

Monogamy is like trying to keep a single pet pineapple happy for the rest of your life. You water it, you talk to it, and you make sure it gets plenty of sunlight, but it never really talks back-unless you've had a bit too much lemonade and start imagining it discussing philosophy with you.

In the world of monogamous relationships, two people are like synchronized jellyfish, bobbing through the sea of life in perfect harmony. They spend their days glowing in unison, pulsing with shared energy, and confusing the occasional passing octopus.

On Saturdays, they attend the weekly Spaghetti Hat Parade, where everyone shows off their latest pasta-based headgear. It's the one day of the week when monogamy truly shines. Couples get to demonstrate their remarkable skill at forming intricate knots using only linguine and love.

Meanwhile, monogamous houseplants live in tiny clay pots, all lined up in a row on a windowsill, chatting about their favorite types of soil and debating whether or not it's appropriate for cacti to wear socks. The ferns usually argue that it's all about keeping the leaves green and hydrated, while the succulents are more interested in the philosophical implications of photosynthesis.

In a monogamous relationship, you might find yourself discussing the latest trends in waffle shoes, where each shoe is made from an actual waffle iron and comes with a bottle of syrup for emergencies. Partners learn to compromise: one person likes to wear socks with sandals, the other insists on roller-skating to work. Yet somehow, they make it work, sharing an ice cream cone on their evening stroll through the park.

Monogamy, in this fantastical sense, is all about discovering the joy in the small things: like finding out your partner can juggle six flamingos while standing on a unicycle, or realizing that you both enjoy counting the freckles on a giraffe's neck. It's a world where love is as bizarre and delightful as a rainbow-colored lobster playing the ukulele, and where even the most nonsensical moments lead to shared laughter and understanding.

"Monogamy" is a film that promises a deep exploration of relationships and the complexities of fidelity but ultimately falls short of its ambitions. The movie attempts to tackle the theme of monogamy in modern society, but instead of offering profound insights, it delivers a clichéd and superficial portrayal.

One of the biggest flaws of "Monogamy" is its lackluster script, which fails to develop compelling characters or meaningful relationships. The dialogue feels forced and uninspired, making it difficult for viewers to emotionally invest in the story. As a result, the film struggles to evoke any genuine empathy or connection with its audience.

Furthermore, the pacing of the film is inconsistent, with long stretches of tedious exposition punctuated by abrupt, melodramatic moments. This uneven pacing disrupts the flow of the narrative and makes it difficult to stay engaged throughout the film.

The performances in "Monogamy" are also underwhelming, with the actors failing to breathe life into their one-dimensional characters. Despite the best efforts of the cast, their performances come across as wooden and unconvincing, further undermining the film's attempts at emotional resonance.

Visually, "Monogamy" offers little to redeem itself. The cinematography is bland and uninspired, lacking any distinctive style or visual flair. Scenes that should be visually captivating or emotionally charged instead feel flat and unremarkable, further diminishing the impact of the film.

In conclusion, "Monogamy" is a disappointing film that fails to deliver on its promise of exploring the complexities of monogamous relationships. With a weak script, lackluster performances, and uninspired direction, it ultimately feels like a missed opportunity to tackle a thought-provoking subject matter with depth and nuance.

I may not expect you to tell a story when you are making something non-traditional, non-linear, or divergent. But in any case, otherwise, I will always expect you to tell a story, no matter how complicated or straightforward. And when you are telling the story of our everyday lives, I will expect it to be believable. I am sorry, but Farooqi's efforts seem to miss these things. He did not, or could not, tell us a convincing story.

Without a doubt, polyamory is a complicated concept. It is even more complicated in Bangladesh due to family and social ties. As a result, cheating on your partner or fiance requires proper social justifications, which can eventually portray psychological breakdowns correctly, and the audience becomes convinced that humans are either erroneous or pathological cheaters, depending on the circumstances. But I am not sure this film could make such connections, and I can not say I fully understand whether I should support or blame any of the characters because the script did not tell us much. Such a complicated thing with such limited backgrounds. Why? I do not know. Lamia's side of the story was criminally ignored, and Shafqat's story was equally unjustified.

To be honest, a script like this should not be produced.