Django Unchained could be the most recklessly courageous work of art ever made on race relations
Some weeks ago, I had written that a film like Steven Spielberg’s Lincoln could never be made in India: we have too many holy cows, and cannot allow anyone to know that our great men might have had a bit of clay in their feet. A couple of weeks ago, I watched Quentin Tarantino’s Django Unchained, another film on black slavery in the US, and no two films could be more different from each other in every way, while dealing with the same subject. Except for one factor they share: Django Unchained, too, could never have been made in India. For all our lofty talk about social justice and upliftment of the backward and the discriminated-against, an Indian censor board would have to have testicles of the toughest alloy steel to let an Indian Django into the dark of a public cinema hall. And if they did allow the film to be released, our politicians would be on it instantly like a bunch of feral hyenas.