Meenaxi: Tale of Three Cities | |
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Directed by | M.F. Husain |
Produced by | Reima Husain |
Written by |
Owais Husain M.F. Husain |
Starring |
Tabu Kunal Kapoor Raghuvir Yadav |
Music by | A. R. Rahman |
Cinematography | Santosh Sivan |
Edited by | Sreekar Prasad |
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Country | India |
Language | Hindi, Urdu |
Meenaxi: A Tale of Three Cities | ||||
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Soundtrack album by A. R. Rahman | ||||
Released | 24 January 2004 (India) | |||
Recorded | Panchathan Record Inn | |||
Genre | World | |||
Length | 39:52 | |||
Label | Sony BMG | |||
Producer | A. R. Rahman | |||
A. R. Rahman chronology | ||||
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Planet Bollywood | |
Smashits | |
Bollywood Hungama |
Meenaxi: A Tale of Three Cities (or Meenaxi) is a 2004 Hindi film directed by M.F. Husain and starring Tabu, Kunal Kapoor and Raghuvir Yadav. The film centrs on Hyderabad novelist Nawab (Yadav) who is suffering from writer's block. After five years and no stories, Nawab comes across an unconventional muse, Meenaxi (Tabu). The three cities referred to in the title are Hyderabad, Jaisalmer and Prague. The film features an acclaimed score and soundtrack by A.R.Rahman.
It is semi-autobiographical in some respects. There are allusions to Husain's own experiences with his muse, Madhuri Dixit, with whom he made his previous film, Gaja Gamini (2000). The film was screened in the Marché du Film section of the 2005 Cannes Film Festival.
Nawab, a popular Hyderabadi novelist, is suffering from a classic case of writer's block. Five years have passed, and stories of substance seem to have dried up. Then, almost providentially, Nawab comes across a young woman named Meenaxi. She's enigmatic and individualistic – and not quite willing to perform the part of a passive muse. But that doesn't deter a rejuvenated Nawab from giving her different personae – she can be the mysterious perfume trader of Hyderabad, the exotic desert bloom of Jaisalmer or the orphaned Maria of Prague. Inexorably, she consolidates her command over the novelist. She dismisses his renewed attempts at writing as insubstantial and hackneyed, plunging him into a state of deeper despair. She is scathingly critical about his story and is amused by one of his characters, the lovelorn and awkward Kameshwar. Finally, as Nawab strives on a new page all over again, Meenaxi comments that perhaps the book is in vain. In any case, it is much too late. The writer must survive and live, if he can, without her support, inspiration and criticism.