Annayum Rasoolum
You feel happy when you discover a gem of a movie randomly among countless available to watch on Netflix. At the surface the movie looked like a love story of a common man stuck in everyday life but, like an onion, the more you peel the more you find and by the time you get to the core, it leaves you with tears rolling down your cheek.
What I am amazed when I see Malayalam movies is how deeply rooted they are in the culture of Kerala. The only state where I feel Muslims, Christians and Hindus are equally represented in the movie industry. This mixture leads to a great recipe where the cultural nuances of people are shown vividly. This movie is a lesson on the color, costumes and smell of land. The two things that stood out in my view were
The struggle of a common Muslim family in today’s overly sensitive and largely divided society. The elder bother of the protagonist wants to get a passport to travel abroad for livelihood but, he struggles to get the police to sign off as he has been involved with some questionable situations earlier in his life. On the contrary, nowhere in the movie, the police are shown to be illogical or cruel. The story never takes sides which is the norm in most one dimensional stuff dished out.
A funny sequence is when, to be married couple are shown attending sex education class (it starts that way in the scene) in a church. I never knew how these small christian customs are embedded into our mainstream Indian society where sex is generally considered taboo particularly when it comes to a place of worship. I wish more cultures practicied this.
Annayum Rasoolum is about how these two people from different religious backgrounds fall in love. The beauty is, this is more than a simple love story, it is a chronicle of the struggle to survive in this complex muti-dimensional world