Venice has always been a city of stories—whispered along its canals, reflected in its shimmering waters. Last week, the story that made the rounds, at least in Bengal and India was that of Anuparna Roy, the Indian filmmaker whose debut feature, Songs of Forgotten Trees,
Gupi Gayen Bagha Bayen that was brought to screen and made into a magnum opus that has literally influenced generations, was originally taken from Satyajit Ray’s grandfather Upendra Kishore Roychowdhury’s book. Upendrakishore’s family used to live in Myemensingha in erstwhile Bangladesh. He was brought up
Dadar Kirti (1980)
Cast: Anup Kumar, Tapas Paul, Mahua Roychoudhury, Sandhya Roy, Debashree Roy, Ayan Banerjee, Kali Banerjee, Ruma Guhathakurta
Director: Tarun Majumdar
Most dedicated readers are extremely wary when it comes to cinematic adaptations of the written word. With reason. Many beloved works of literature have been
Had Uttam Kumar not turned him down, Satyajit Ray would probably have made ‘Ghare Baire’ in 1956, the script for which he had written in the 1940s, based on Rabindranath Tagore’s novel. By the time Ray eventually got around to it in 1984, having quite possibly created a world
The corridors of Satyajit Ray Film and Television Institute (SRFTI) have always echoed with stories—some whispered between classes, some scribbled on crumpled pages, and some that finally made their way to the big screen. This year, a few of those stories are breaking free, traveling far beyond campus
Kazi Nazrul Islam was not just a poet and that too a protest poet, but he also participated regularly in stage dramas and in radio programmes. In 1934, he joined movies. The first movie he enacted in was based on the story Bhakta Dhruv, written
Sombhu Mitra, an eminent Bengali theatre personality
I still remember that particular day. It was a time when I had just completed my Masters in English. My friend, philosopher, guide and teacher Samik Bandopadhyay wanted me to join Bohurupee Theatre Group. Inspired by him, I went
Acouple of years ago, a video went viral on social media where a graceful dancer, with effortless movements, told a room full of students: “Here I step into eighty-one.” The moment she said this and performed with such elegance, it was impossible not to be
"In Gangetic West Bengal, it will rain all day," the TV anchor announces. The Bengali may have changed, but the monsoon’s temperament has the same essence. Umbrella designs evolve, love finds new definitions, universities open their gates, yet the song first hummed in the seventies still