We were the forgotten or worse the forgettable tribe. The
one time, unshaven, stained kurta wearing, pan chewing, on the spot script
making or peddling, anemic looking, prematurely greying, scurrying - like - a- rat –behind – the – bollywood -
producer - ready – to – be –kicked- writer, was buried, finally, some time
back, with no honours and with no tears shed by anyone. And now you have malt
sipping, cigar smoking, ready to kick back, kickass - writers like me. So what
has changed and why?
What has changed is that now story has become king. The
world of commerce and entertainment has realized that the abracadabra or magic
formula for commercial success is not only the sensuousness of a Katrina Kaif,
the ‘dirty’ pelvic thrusts of Vidya
Balan, but rather, the catchy headline – ‘entertainment, entertainment,
entertainment’ penned by who else but a successful script writer.
Way back in the seventies Salim and Javed started a
revolution, they could not sustain. Those two would hole up in a room in a five
star hotel and not come out till they had written a script that would set the
screen on fire. It is not without reason that ‘Deewar’ still remains the finest
script written for a Hindi film. Then like humpty – dumpty they fought, fell and
crashed and there was no one around to pick the pieces. Script writing also
went to pieces and the era of the writer placed at the bottom of the food chain
began.
But now there has been a course correction. Scripts are the
new winners, the new, steaming derby horses, that are galloping and striding
forward, sure of a win. Look at the roll call of their success - ‘Dirty
Picture, Kahani, Vicky Donor, Delhi Belly to name a few. The writer in
Bollywood speak is the ‘khota sikka’ of yesteryears who is the new mint for the
new fangled producer. All power to the new, successful kid in town!
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