Old, young, married, sexually active, these women are desperate to find a version of the life they can excise control over, no matter how small or insignificant. Behind the guise of honour and the supposed chaar deewari (four walls) that keeps them “protected”. Their voices, their clothes, their sexuality. The protagonists are forced to censor themselves over and over again. Set in Bhopal, Lipstick Under My Burkha gives you a sneak peek inside the lives of four women living in the same building, moving in and out of each other lives, existing in the fringes, fighting their own battles and secret desires. And newcomers Aahana Kumra and Plabita Borthakur, had me hooked and (not so) silently cheering for their characters.įor a film whose release had been mired by the Censor board controversy, it is quite fun to watch the movie mirror it thematically over and over again. The acting, well, I don’t believe Ratna Pathak Shah and Konkona Sen Sharma, need me to wax eloquently about them. There is never a dull moment, no slack in pacing or editing. This movie, Lipstick Under My Burkha, had me laughing from the beginning until the very end. But wait, I’m not gonna make this sound academic and thus “boring” for a percentage of our population. What do we want? What do we need? And What does it mean when we say No? (No, honestly, it just means No) What do we do all day?įrom behind the veil, four stories peak out divided by Life’s randomness, united by patriarchy’s continued oppression of the Feminine. ![]() Women, more mysterious than the love-child of the Lochness and the Unicorn, hiding out in the Bermuda.
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