My Feudal Lords

By Chandan Roy Sanyal

Whether the idea of an idealism is worth ideating or not is a question that depends on the change in our social fabric. Everybody has a role or a part to play in this ever-changing fabric and we can only do our role in the hour of a change.

When I started acting in the feudal ladder of cinema, I was put against the wall by everyone possible, perhaps unknowingly.

I come from a theatrical world of socialism where everybody shares and contributes. I wonder why we miss that auspicious tool in the cinematic structure of ours. Why is there a divide when we all come together to tell one story?

I believe this is why we lack in our contribution to world cinema. It is because of this disjointed, shredded and divided focus on the process of film making. A process where actors, technicians and every other “creature” is divided and fragmented in every possible way.

The first step towards this, is the separation of food tables and the kind of food laid on the ‘lowest’ table. It is a mere farce!


Workers in the sets of a film in Filmcity, Goregaon

We forget that these capitalist shoes, which  are worn with a Cherry Blossom shine, are shined by the same labourers and workers, who are non-existent and a nameless lot on the sets.

A light that is moved by a centimetre too more immediately attracts the wrath of the cameraman. Even a coffee with less sugar than those Starbucks cups makes a star question the dignity of these human hands.

The day this divide is abolished, we will grow.

Everyday I dream and hope of better cinema and a paradigm shift of a centimetre in our minds for these nameless “creatures” working on the sets — who along with us tirelessly work to realise our dream of a utopian reality called cinema.

Lets just get Starbucks coffee for everyone. Or, might as well accept the reality that coffee on the sets is not always accompanied with sugar in shiny foils.

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6 replies »

  1. Superb.I am very happy Chandan Roy Sanyal i am with you. If you need any help to raise this issue big way i am always with you.Mulchand.


  2. Good attempt to start with.topic with the Eutopian touch is good.Reflects on your Bengali genes :D…next time would love to read a longer writeup.


  3. Well! 🙂 Truly touched by the compassion and empathy towards the people whom almost the society consider to be nonexistent. All I can say is a “sorry” 🙂


  4. Even parallel filmmakers’ sets in the ’70s and ’80s had divides – though the actors like Naseer, Shabana, Amol, Farooque, Om etc were kind to the crew and workers and the divides weren’t as stark and polarised as the mainstream sets of today. This is an issue entrenched deeply across Indian society, not just on film sets. E.g., I’m a professor in a well known University in the West, and every Faculty has a kitchenette which is shared by everyone. Plus we have to wash up our own cups and plates, clean up if we spill something, and so on. No bais and peons to wait on us, unlike my colleagues in Indian Unis.


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