It's insane because of its plot, an extreme version of stalking=love, its creepiness and ethics violations hidden by a white lab coat and the contemporary audience's indulgence of all things Suchitra Sen-Uttam Kumar. Psychiatrist Roma (Suchitra)
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From a twenty-first century perspective, one of the things that stands out about Harano Sur is that it frames stalking=love with the woman as the hunter and decision-maker and the man as the object of obsession. In addition to offering novelty in that flip, which fifty-odd years later is still unusual and, if the wild dislike of the brilliant-according-to-me Aiyyaa in 2012 is anything to go by, basically unfathomable to huge swathes of audiences, this inversion also situates the narrative squarely from the woman's perspective. Even when Alok has "returned," living his original life as a wealthy and obeyed businessman in the city,
She is capable, competent, and (perhaps dangerously) confident in her abilities and her correctness. Not only does she know she's doing the right thing for her patient (and no one questions her on this point after she leaves this hospital early in the film, though she doesn't encounter anyone qualified to do so), she knows she's doing the right thing for herself, both professionally and emotionally.
Naach, Abhinetri, and certain Madhur Bhandarkar films, I can't think of many stories that really emphasize a woman's career—even when they are muddled in with the romance. What's most amazing is that all of this happens outside any structure of external validation. She leaves the hospital early in the film, so no supervising doctor is watching the progress of the case, and she never mentions wanting to write up the findings of her course of treatment. She wants to cure Alok because she loves him but also to prove to herself that she can. There is both confidence and a desire to learn. It feels significant that she does not just let him go once she realizes his initial self is present again. She wants —needs?—to know that it is her influence and capabilities that have healed him, not just a random blow from a passing motorist. His love is important, but her own assessment of her work is equally so.
In her book Bengali Cinema: An Other Nation (which I highly recommend to anyone interested in 50s-60s Bengali movies), Sharmistha Gooptu talks about the Uttam-Suchitra oeuvre as mainstream cinema's response to the post-Independence social upheaval in West Bengal, an isolated couple with very little by way of family support or control (this absence perhaps a silent commentary on the crumbling of traditional social structures) having to make ethical choices before they are finally rewarded with their already-identified romantic love. The couple also represents a balance of tradition and change (romantic love as well as unalterable marriage bonds, for example). (See much more on these ideas in the chapter "Bengali Love Stories.")
Harano Sur is also classic Bengali cinema canon. Even after seeing only half a dozen or so Suchitra-Uttam movies, I can't keep them all straight, and this one blurs easily into the general pattern of the couple uniting, then being torn apart, then uniting definitively by the end of the film (e.g. Saptapadi, also directed by Ajoy Kar, and Bipasha). This pattern is fascinating, so allow me to share a lengthy quote from Gooptu's book about what's going on in the Uttam-Suchitra texts:
What makes the tormented male figure of these films noteworty is the larger potency it consigns to the feminine persona of Suchitra Sen. In the most emblematic films of the genre, the Suchitra Sen figure emerges as a controlling presence—almost a surrogate mother figure to the male protagonist, displaying an uninhibited openness in initiating the romantic process and an enormous resilience towards sustaining romantic love. While she continues to play the nurturing roles traditionally ascribed to women, her controlling gaze and agency are too potent to be contained within the conventional paradigm of femininity. At the level of diegesis, it is significant that Suchitra Sen is a medical professional in her most icnoic screen portrayals, wherein she embodies the womanly nurture that men cannot give but also claims feminine spaces beyond the scope of the familial.... [In Harano Sur] she strides both worlds, playing doctor and wife, embodying the perfect balance of resilience and vulnerability, subjectivity and objecthood. While her beauty is framed in the soft focus close-ups that are characteristic of the genre, her powerful presence is embodied through POV shots that structure the gaze of the audience.... The impaired families of the world of Uttam-Suchitra are re-ordered through the emergence of the romantic couple. Critical to this re-ordering is the figure of the woman who absorbs the crisis of masculinity without overtly posing a threat to the male order—a perfect balance of permanence and change. [p. 168–9]It may be creepy to me that she marries a former patient (and in fact a current one by her own definition), but that dual role is absolutely critical to what the film is trying to do. She is serving him but very thoroughly on her own terms (and even in contradiction to what other people want). It is significant that in Harano Sur she flagrantly disobeys not only a male authority figure (the senior doctor at the hospital who is originally in charge of Alok's treatment) but later female ones as well (Alok's fiancee and mother).
Somehow director Ajoy Kar (whose output in the year 1963 is seen on this blog: Saptapadi, Saat Pake Bandha, and the little gem Barnali) (and yes, I like the Soumitro ones better than the Uttam ones, though I haven't seen Kar's Parineeta with Soumitro as Shankar yet) is very successful with tricks that could very easily have become too melodramatic.** There is plenty of foreshadowing in very literal terms (at least in the subtitles).
I was surprised by the comparison—I don't think I've seen a film compare a hero to Buddha before—but it works well, suggesting interesting ideas about what one can celebrate in detachment, even if that detachment is amnesia from traumatic accidents. In the film, the prince does not set out to leave his palace and riches deliberately, but he finds truer love and happiness once he does. Harano Sur also has the mother of all knitting scenes: after their marriage, Roma knits contentedly while Alok labors over job applications. When she walks over to him, he picks up her knitting and is delighted to find out she's making a sweater for him. This scene is right before his second incident of amnesia, so the sweater clearly stands for the life they were building together that is then disrupted.
Ever dogged, she brings it with her to Calcutta and keeps working on it in Alok's house; when he doesn't entirely recognize it, she quietly unravels it with both resignation and hope, as seen in the exchange with his niece below.
Suchitra Sen is not my favorite Bengali actress, but she commands this film so well—as she should, given the script. As usual, her pairing with Uttam works best as they contrast one another in between the passages of sweet togetherness. As Roma becomes more and more desperate to cure Alok, restore their relationship, and maintain her self-respect, Uttam keeps a tight lid on any temptation to be crazy and puts his characters' confusion onto his face in ways that makes sense in their two different contexts. Initially Alok shows fear and gratitude, but later he is smug before his curiosity takes over and he realizes Roma's strangeness has something to do with the time in his life he cannot remember.
Put all this together with beautiful trees and flowers, nighttime storms, and the leads fully in their comfort zone as mutual, collaborative big stars, and it results in an engaging film with many passages of loveliness and many interesting ideas about love, responsibility, ethics, and caring for other people. It might be my favorite Uttam-Suchitra yet.
* I asked twitter for movies in which the woman is the stalker in "stalking=love" and got the following answers in addition to Aiyyaa: Chaahat, Pyar Tune Kya Kiya, Darling, Gupt, Pyaar Ki Jeet, Khalnayika, Ohm Shanthi Oshaana, Shraddha, Julie Ganapathi.
** But this film is plenty melodramatic. Never let anyone feed you that line about how Bengali films are less melodramatic than Hindi films. That is bunk. Tell them to watch Saptapadi with their thinking caps on and get back to you.
Thoroughly enjoying your posts :)
And thank you! :)
Sukanya - Oh good catch on the character name (I was reading about various films at the time and that probably scrambled me up). I've changed it. I would love to read the Biswas chapter and need to find a copy of that book (I may actually have it - my stack of stuff to read is so big). I've seen Indrani but it didn't make much of an impression , and I'll add those other two to my list. :) Thanks!
I would be delighted to feature a guest post or two of yours on my blog.
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Incidentally, a woman trying to get back her husband who has forgotten about her is a fairly old concept in Indian literature and one can go back to the tale of Shakuntala and look at the similarities.
On another note, assuming Roma and Aloke were legally married, I suppose, it is within Roma's rights to go back and claim her rights as wife.She could have gone straight and taken a legal course but for the sake of the film, I suppose, decided to take a more softer approach so that a few more songs and some dramatic scenes can be written
I love how you described and resolved the sort of cognitive dissonance you felt with Suchitra's character ... on the one hand, it's all BEYOND inappropriate, but if you try to look at it all metaphorically, and in contextual perspective, it's rather impressive.
I'm glad you mentioned the Siddhartha tale's presence in the film--I was really surprised to run across it. It's interesting that the two lovers seem to represent opposite poles of moral ideals: Alok for the purity of detachment, Roma for the pains of attachment.
The romantic ups and downs do resemble Saptapadi and Indrani and Sabar Oparey, etc., but I'd venture to say that Roma is a more fleshed out character than Rita and Co., even if she is just as much a symbol as the rest.