The Party 1968
Director: Blake Edwards
Can you imagine, 99% of percent of the show was shot in a party? Hence, the title. Maybe, in 1968, it would have been quite alright to feature an Indian as a bumbling misfit with an exotic aura behind him but still somewhat a sub-human to showbiz but it would not politically correct in this early 21st century. Globalisation had spread Indian diaspora the world over that Indian delicacies have became national cuisines of some Western countries!
This film is bring together, yet again, the genius pair of Peter Sellers and Blake Edwards after their many successes after the 1963 Pink Panther blockbuster comedy. Here, a brown faced Peter Sellers acts as Hrundi V. Bakshi, a bumbling minor side actor, who is a walking disaster in the set. He earns the ire of the director who curses him and told him point blank that he would not get any acting part in Hollywood and he would make sure of that! He contacts his contemporary of this Bakshi character but his name get included in a big shot producer's party list!
Bakshi is actually a tame guy who gets into trouble because of his failing vision (he refuses to wear glasses!) and get too hard to be chummy with the showbiz, unsuccessfully.
A good proportion of the movie is without speech as Bakshi struggles through the maze and latest gizmos of a modern penthouse at a party and tries to fit into high society. At the end of the day, the whole venue becomes one big circus with a baby elephant and suds of detergent filling the whole flat, creating absolute pandemonium.
Maybe at a philosophical level, the film is trying to portray the hypocritical nature of the people in showbiz look who do not say what they mean and do things with with ulterior motives. As any good Hollywood worth its salt, the loser gets the pretty French actress who equally feels out of place like him. An entertaining experimental movie to watch.
Director: Blake EdwardsCan you imagine, 99% of percent of the show was shot in a party? Hence, the title. Maybe, in 1968, it would have been quite alright to feature an Indian as a bumbling misfit with an exotic aura behind him but still somewhat a sub-human to showbiz but it would not politically correct in this early 21st century. Globalisation had spread Indian diaspora the world over that Indian delicacies have became national cuisines of some Western countries!
This film is bring together, yet again, the genius pair of Peter Sellers and Blake Edwards after their many successes after the 1963 Pink Panther blockbuster comedy. Here, a brown faced Peter Sellers acts as Hrundi V. Bakshi, a bumbling minor side actor, who is a walking disaster in the set. He earns the ire of the director who curses him and told him point blank that he would not get any acting part in Hollywood and he would make sure of that! He contacts his contemporary of this Bakshi character but his name get included in a big shot producer's party list!
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A good proportion of the movie is without speech as Bakshi struggles through the maze and latest gizmos of a modern penthouse at a party and tries to fit into high society. At the end of the day, the whole venue becomes one big circus with a baby elephant and suds of detergent filling the whole flat, creating absolute pandemonium.
Maybe at a philosophical level, the film is trying to portray the hypocritical nature of the people in showbiz look who do not say what they mean and do things with with ulterior motives. As any good Hollywood worth its salt, the loser gets the pretty French actress who equally feels out of place like him. An entertaining experimental movie to watch.
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