Greed of multiplex owners and bad films are reasons enough to keep away from theatres
Is there one good reason or one good film to want to go back to movie theatres?
The one and only lacuna in my life during this entire pandemic has been my movie screenings.
Until the second week of March 2020—when my last screening, of Angrezi Medium was held--every Wednesday or Thursday producers would arrange a preview screening for me at the only multiplex in Patna. The mid-week screenings were the central attraction, the raison d’etre of my life. The screenings were my lifeline. I’d wait for Thursday excitedly.
The thrill of watching films in a movie theatre was even more heightened for me than your average movie buff. The screenings were exclusively for me. I felt like a monarch.
Then the pandemic happened and the theatres and my screenings were all gone in a blink. At first, I thought the lockdown was for 10 days. I thought I was only missing my screening of Sandeep Aur Pinky Faraar which was to release during the week when the pandemic hit civilization. Those ten days have now stretched into almost a year, and no sign of revival for my precious screenings. Those who know me closely ask, ‘How can you live without your screenings?’
I wonder too! Why am I not restless any more about missing out on my weekly treat? Why am I content to watch films at home? The pang of loss does hit me once in a while when I watch something like the Tamil Maara or Wonder Woman, where the visuals are so obviously designed for the large screen. Otherwise, the other big-screen experiences of the last year which missed their dates at the moviehalls like Gulabo Sitabo, Kaali Peeli and Coolie No 1 were so awful, I was grateful for saving time (it takes a minimum of an hour to get to the venue of my screenings, and an hour to return, then the time taken for the film, often there were two back-to-back-screenings on a Thursday, sometimes three screenings) and more importantly, the producers’ money.
Let me tell you, the greed of the multiplexes outdistances every other kind of fiscal racket in India. I have first-hand experience. I know. When my screenings started at this multiplex in 2013, they charged the producers Rs 20,000, which then seemed fair. Thereafter I had no clue of the financial logistics as I was only bothered with watching my films and not with the procedure behind the screenings.
One day a panic-stricken producer of a Telugu film called saying, ‘Sir they’re asking for 60. How can we afford this kind of money for one screening?’
To say I was horrified would be an understatement. When I challenged these neo-Shylocks, they brazenly blamed inflation and told me that there was nothing they could do about it. And they also told me not to be bothered about the cost of the screenings. ‘Sir, you are not paying from your own pocket. Let them pay. They can afford it.’ I tried speaking to the top brass of the multiplex chain. He wouldn’t even take my calls.
To hear them brazen out their greed so casually sickened me. I am sorry to say this. But the multiplexes deserve the crisis that they’ve gotten themselves into. One ticket costs over Rs 300 in Patna. Which means a family of five pays 1,500 for tickets, plus the food with one bucket of popcorn at Rs 350. A samosa for Rs 150.
Do your maths. And tell me, is it worth it?
Why should I pay this kind of money to see Suraj Pe Mangal Bhari and Madam Chief Minister when at home I can watch Criminal Justice and Scam 1992 for free, and in my track suit with not a care in the world? Size of the screen, you say? Ah, but it has long been established that size doesn’t matter.
So, here is a diehard movie buff telling the multiplexes about the ground reality.
I don’t want to go back. Because you are insensitive to your patron’s requirements. And because you haven’t offered me any film that would make me risk the Covid.
In the South they gave audiences Master and Crack to return to the theatres. In the North they expect us to flock back to see films that don’t even deserve a place on the streaming platform.
So, here’s my response to your offer to return to movie theatres. Eff off.