I saw the Walter-Reade-Theater showing of Sholay, and I've walked away with mixed feelings. On the positive side, the film is every bit as sensational to-day, as it was when I first saw it as a child. Sholay is one of the somewhat few classics that has aged very, very well; the action, in particular, feels as sublimely done, and looks as grand, in 2006, as it did when the film was released, in 1975. If anything, the choreography is more amazing to-day, as we've witnessed that, in thirty-one years, close to nothing has matched the visuals and style of Ramesh Sippy's brilliant, classic work. The performances, the songs, the "memorable moments," — everything feels as genuine, inspiring, and plain enjoyable now as it must have sitting in a crowded movie theater in India a few decades ago. This said, I'm saddened to report that the Walter Reade Theater still suffers from some horrible audio problems: For about forty-five minutes, right during the middle of the movie, the sound cuts to about 60% its appropriate volume, and seems to come from only behind the screen. I'm the first one to deprecate the rush toward "HD-DVD" and "Blu-Ray" and "5,000-speaker digital surround sound," but I have to admit that a movie is an experience had through two senses: sight and hearing. If the audio isn't absorbing, isn't captivating, then half the movie is gone; and, with that half, goes about 75% of the total experience. I was actually yawning during "Mehbooba Mehbooba," and was willing to sneak out to go to the bathroom as "Holi Ke Din" began; and, well, that's just criminal. The print of the movie, itself, was also less than impressive. Sholay is a visual masterpiece; scene after scene presents the viewer with unparalleled imagery and beauty, and it's a shame that the copy that was shown was in rather poor shape. Honestly, having seen the Theater's showings last year of some of Amitabh Bachchan's films, I didn't expect that they'd go to any great lengths to acquire a better set of reels, but, nonethless, I was felt slightly disappointed by what I saw. Some scenes cut off much too abrubtly, others were marred by insurmountable scratches, and nothing ever looked quite to clean or crisp as one might have hoped it to. I'm pretty sure that the version shown was the "35mm," and not the original 70mm that was shot by Sippy. Additionally, a quibble not major to me, but understandably so to others, was the subtitling: in a word, it was terrible. "'Thakur saheb, aap is kaam ke liye in mujrimon ko kyon chaahatein hain?' 'Kyonki, loha lohay ko kaatta hai.'" English: "'Why?' 'They're iron.'" Trust me, I'm not exaggerating. This said, the subtitles for 2005's presentation of Amar Akbar Anthony were even worse: "Aisa to aadmi life mein do-ich baar bhaagta hai: yah to Olympic ka race ho, ya phir police ka case ho. Tum kisliye bhaagta hai, bhai?" English: "Easy there."
The version shown was, as expected, the "theatrical cut." I suppose the "Director's-Cut Ending" has simply never been shown in theaters this makes me all the more appreciative of Eros's decision to use it on their DVD.
All-in-all, I'm glad a shelled out the money to see Sholay on the (not-so-big) screen, but, my decision not to get too excited by anything the Walter Reade Theater screens, has been strengthened in resolve.
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