I have a thing
for movies with happy endings. That is precisely the reason why, growing up, I
have always loved Bollywood films. Because I knew, no matter what happens during
the film, at the end the good will prevail over evil, sanity will win over
insanity, peace will triumph over disharmony, and everything will be all right.
While I have
developed a taste for various other genres, styles, and treatments in films,
the ones with happy endings still hold a special place in my heart.
That pretty much answers why I loved Maska, despite the film not-so-encouraging reviews. Broadly speaking, I loved the film for its simplicity and innocence.
The film, Maska, which is a Netflix original, opens with Diana, played convincingly by cheerful and bubbly Manisha Koirala, who runs an Irani Café named Café Rustom, wants her son, Rumi, played by Prit Kamani, to take over the family business after completing his college. However, Rumi has other career plans and is not interested to take over the responsibly of the café and suggests selling the café instead. The mother, of course, isn’t convinced and that is the conflict on which the film rests on.