Shob Charitro Kalponik

The fact that Bipasha's voice has been dubbed by someone else is the reason I couldn't agree to watch this film. I am familiar with both the voices and it bugged me for awhile before I decided to quit. This move was very disrespectful towards the actress. You should've chosen someone else with the native tongue or use Bipasha's original voice.

Shob Charitro Kalponik is a visually poetic film that drifts through memory, love, and loss - but beneath the lyrical aesthetics lies a frustrating emotional core that never quite reckons with itself.

The story revolves around Radhika (Bipasha Basu), a woman caught between reality and imagination as she reflects on her emotionally distant husband Indranil (Prosenjit Chatterjee), a poet lost in his own world. While the film tries to explore the delicate tragedy of a misunderstood artist, it ends up doing something far more troubling: it romanticizes emotional neglect.

Indranil is portrayed as a poetic genius, but his complete disregard for Radhika's emotional needs, financial stability, and personal sacrifices is never truly challenged. He doesn't grow, apologize, or even acknowledge the toll his absence has taken on her. Instead, the film asks us to grieve for his absence as if he were a tragic figure, not a man who willfully ignored his partner.

What's most frustrating is that the film wraps this emotional failure in soft lighting, slow motion, and poetic monologues - as if melancholy itself justifies everything. But neglect isn't beautiful. And turning a woman's emotional labor into background music for a man's artistic ego doesn't make it deep - it makes it dishonest.

The performances are solid, especially Bipasha Basu's subtle grief and quiet resilience. The cinematography is stunning. But the film leaves a bitter aftertaste because it refuses to confront the emotional truth at its center. It doesn't ask hard questions. It just floats in aesthetic sadness.

If you're looking for a film that truly wrestles with love, loneliness, and the artist's role in relationships, you may want to look elsewhere. Shob Charitro Kalponik is beautiful on the surface - but emotionally, it hides behind its poetry.

Ask any outside observer of Indian cinema, even in the hey day of Bollywood, about Bengali film and the bright ones will still come to a halt after Satajit Ray.

Well that was then and this slow moving thoughtful drama is a different animal and a also a distance from the Hindi Cinema which is creeping into multiplexes.

The so gorgeous Miss Basu is sorting out her recollections of her dead poet husband, who neglected the finance needed to run the home to the point where the motherly maid went without food, and seemed more interested in cricket on TV than their relationship. Will she make it with the associate who was a fan of the husband to the point of having a seven foot photo mural made of his face? Lots of lingering 'scope scenics and curious anatomical close ups. It's kind of self defeating because whatever they are trying to say takes careful analytical thinking, while the solemn pacing encourages the viewer to drift of.

You don't watch this movie, you feel it. You don't hear the poetry in this movie, you adore it. Such was Rituparno's Shob Charitro kalponik.

The dual life of a poet cut deep retrospective in his other half's life soon after he passes off. The wife suddenly realises that her husband seemed a different person now that he is gone. He is not her husband, not the poet, but he is his poetry, or who is he?

It's not just spectacular, you will ponder deeply who we are, after watching this beautiful piece.

Despite having the very old legends as Bharat Bhushan and Guru Dutt, very few movies are made in our country depicting the life of a poet - and this film is a Citizen Kane version of it. The beautiful poems are written by the great Joy Goswami himself. Other than that, the art direction did superb work here - camera and editing is be grand as usual. And, one more time, kudos to the dubbing department. Even though the leading lady, Bipasha Basu, knew bengali well and latter complained that "Rituda" could have given a chance her to speak :D.