Rarely do I continue to love a copy after seeing the original. But what are rules worth, if you don’t break them?
Dheemi Dheemi from 1947 Earth is among my favourite songs made in Hindi cinema. I have so been in love with the raw tenderness (and Hariharan’s voice, Rahman’s music, Nuttgen’s camera, Nandita and Rahul’s innocent romance that oozes from the screen, oh, everything).
Betrayed, is exactly how I should have felt when I saw Raindrops in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.
But, all copies are not equal. Transplanting the essense of a classic, halfway across the globe and making it work so beautifully, is art in itself. They have done a great job in keeping the most important elements – two beautiful people. check. excellent composition. check. great voice. check. beautiful tones and camera. check. Seriously, what the world needs is more copies of this kind.
Note to self: Refrain from having a single song on the playlist – which one ends up playing 9 hours straight (while at work). That song (aka my precious) this week has been Baawra Mann (mp3).