Review of Kastoori: The inexperienced filmmaker is well aware of the message he wants to convey. He makes effective use of the two young performers as well as his other resources with a level of competence and accuracy that belies his inexperience
In Kastoori (The Musk), Vinod Kamble employs his personal encounters as a foundation for a compelling and uncompromising analysis of how the caste system disempowers those who are already underprivileged.
In the tale that Kamble relates, a youngster from a poor family of manual scavengers has subtle psychological damage from social rejection, which drives him to seek solace from the stigma associated with it.
The teenage protagonist’s quest is used by the movie to highlight all the obvious flaws in exploitation and oppression that are imposed by society.
While the independent Marathi-Hindi film does not hold back, it also does not throw stones at the boy’s tormentors or yell at the top of its lungs to draw attention to the terrible, pervasive injustices that exist. The film was shot in and around the village in the Solapur district of Maharashtra, where the director was raised.
Kastoori’s only goal, which he accomplishes with effectiveness, is to make us aware of the atrocities of the caste system. The story tells the tale of a schoolboy who, in his naivety, thinks that musk can make him forget the offensive smell that his caste-assigned calling leaves on his body and clothing.
Apart from that, Kamble and Shivaji Karde’s script Kastoori explores the intricate and unbreakable social constraints that keep people who are handicapped due to their birth from escaping the harmful roles that are imposed upon them.
After a protracted wait, Kastoori has finally arrived at the multiplexes, highlighting the predicament of indie film in a distribution system that only cares about its bottom line. Anurag Kashyap and Nagraj Manjule present the movie. By the way, it was Manjule’s biting Fandry that gave Kamble the confidence to recount his own experience without resorting to any kind of soft-pedalling.
Gopinath Chavan (Samarth Sonawane), fourteen, goes to religious lectures with his grandmother. He hears a tale of a divinity that materialized from cow poo during one such meeting. He asks his grandmother: Did he not smell bad? No, she answers. She continues, “Since he is a god, he smelled like musk.”
Stories of gods who magically wish away all obstacles could not be more different from Gopi’s situation; however, after spending so much time cleaning toilets, assisting his alcoholic father in dissecting bodies in a hospital morgue, and burying the unclaimed dead, the teenager develops an obsession with his own stench.
Along with his best buddy and classmate Adim (Shravan Upalakar), he decides to get musk, turn it into perfume, and get rid of the stench all around him. For the two lads, that is a big order.
Obtaining funding to purchase musk from a nearby vendor presents the most significant obstacle. However, motivated by Adim, Gopi decides to figure out a means to achieve his goals. He is sick and tired of the problems his caste identity has brought him.
For Gopi, discrimination is an unavoidable part of daily existence. He is shown scrubbing a toilet in the opening scene of the movie while wearing his school uniform. The boy’s perfume vial is empty, yet he can’t bring himself to discard it.
He hears casteist taunts from his peers. One of them witnesses him clearing gutters with an elderly cousin named Mangal (Ajay Chavan). The next day at school, Gopi gets made fun of. Mangal almost drowns in a sewage tank, but naturally, he gets the blame for the almost fatal incident.
When his indebted father loses his work at the morgue, it hinders his ability to complete his schooling. Gopi takes a job as the doctor’s assistant, which takes up all of his time away from school. He is adamant that he wants to concentrate on his education, but Asha (Vaishali Kendale), his mother, tells him that work is what feeds people, not grades.
She tells Gopi that no matter how much she studies, she would always be a sweeper. At this point, the screen goes black and stays that way for some time. So, for the academically bright Gopi, is this the end of it all? As the prospects disappear, Gopi can only lament his lot in life.
When Gopi refuses to skip school and go to work, Asha tears a textbook in two scenes. He cannot rebel against his mother. It’s clear that Gopi does not enjoy her work in the morgue. However, Kamble chooses to use sound effects rather than actual body parts to depict the horrifying nature of the postmortems that Gopi helps his father and later the doctor with.
For Gopi, even brief moments of delight come from visits to Adim’s uncle’s perfume store. Adim sticks at Gopi’s side the entire 100-minute Kastoori, encouraging him or serving as a sobering reminder of reality. The world is harsh for them, yet the pair persists.
The community speaks Marathi, but Gopi and Adim converse with one another in Hindi. Additionally, Gopi’s family speaks Hindi. There are multiple levels and causes to othering. The two lads must deal with a multitude of differences, including those related to caste, religion, language, and occupation. But they continue with joy.
Gopi triumphs in a contest for writing Sanskrit essays. Republic Day is the day set aside for the reward ceremony. Adim is ecstatic, but Gopi worries that he might not be able to make it to school. There is not much time left for him to get the musk he wants.
A large portion of Kastoori’s strength originates from its rejection of ornate technical details. It’s an easy movie about an intricate reality. The inexperienced filmmaker is well aware of the message he wants to convey. He makes effective use of the two young performers as well as his other resources with a level of competence and accuracy that belies his inexperience.
Kastoori is a must-see if you value movies that make a statement on the society we live in.
Cast:
Samarth Sonawane, Anil Kamble, and Shravan Upalakar
Director:
Kamble, Vinod