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Cannes gives our films a wider platform-Sharmila Tagore

Sharmila Tagore on Cannes Jury in 2009, inset, a still from her film Aranyer Din Ratri

Renuka Vyavahare (BOMBAY TIMES; May 17, 2025)

Sharmila Tagore, who has been to the Cannes Film Festival many times in her illustrious film career, will be at the French Riviera this year for the world premiere of Satyajit Ray’s restored classic Aranyer Din Ratri (1970) featuring her. Accompanying her will be her daughter, Saba. The veteran actress talks about what makes the Cannes Film Festival so special, her cherished experiences as a film enthusiast and her thoughts on one of the festival’s most talked-about aspects beyond cinema — fashion.

You have been to the Cannes Film Festival many times over the years. You featured in Devi, Satyajit Ray’s film that was nominated for the Palme d’Or in 1962 and were also a part of the Cannes jury in 2009. This year, you will attend the world premiere of Ray’s restored classic Aranyer Din Ratri (1970). How special does this moment feel?
Yes, I’ve been to Cannes many times, and I was also on their jury. As a jury member, they take good care of you, and you are made to feel special. I’ve spent a lot of time there watching beautiful films and interesting films from all over the world.

‘Experiencing Aranyer Din Ratri on the big screen at Cannes will be fascinating’
This is world cinema at its finest. My film Aranyer Din Ratri, which was released in 1970, was restored after a long time. Experiencing it on the big screen at Cannes will be fascinating. Recently, the Bengali film Nayak (1966) was also re-released. It was so beautiful to see it on the big screen, instead of seeing it on a small screen or watching a non-restored version. When you see a restored print on a big screen, it’s like seeing it for the first time. That’s the main attraction for me this year at Cannes.

That apart, Cannes visit is special on its own because it’s a big congregation of film people from all over the world. You get to see cutting-edge world cinema. It’s wonderful for cine lovers to go to the city and have their fill of cinema. People who love cinema go to Cannes. There is a bazaar where people buy and sell films. Some people just come for the buzz, ambience and atmosphere. A lot of things happen there. People have yachts, there are yacht parties, and parties galore every night. So, it’s a very buzzing place right now.

This year, the festival has announced a dress code which states – no nudity and no voluminous gowns. Years ago, they had no flats (footwear) rule for women, which has changed now. The new rule says, ‘Guests can wear elegant shoes and sandals with or without a heel’. What are your views on this?
Actresses over the years have been wearing what they want to. I am not aware of any dress code. Yes, I remember the men were expected to wear black. Cannes is a place where people celebrate. It’s a gorgeous seaside destination, so people like dressing up. There’s nothing wrong with it. Everybody celebrates in their own way. I will most certainly wear a sari and flats. I wore a sari when I was part of the jury, and every time I’ve been there. I feel people should dress up the way they want.

What is your opinion of the overall Indian representation at Cannes?
Chetan Anand’s Neecha Nagar in 1946 was the first Indian film to win the Grand Prix du Festival International du Film (the precursor to the Palme d’Or), the festival’s highest honour. All We Imagine As Light, directed by Payal Kapadia, made history last year at the festival by winning the prestigious Grand Prix Award. Indian representation has always been there. My film Devi was nominated in 1962 for Palme d’Or. There is an Indian pavilion as well. A lot of people showcase Indian films there. Our films have been recognized there, and Cannes gives them a wider platform.

Sharmila Tagore’s favourite Cannes looks – from Brigitte Bardot to Meryl Streep
Earlier, there were Brigitte Bardot and Gina Lollobrigida (actresses), who were known for wearing exotic clothes at Cannes. After them, there hasn’t been a striking point. Now everybody dresses well. Last year, I loved Meryl Streep’s white dress. It was simple and elegant.

My conversation with Parveen Babi kept getting deeper and the silences got comfortable-Mahesh Bhatt


Mahesh Bhatt on how he got drawn into an affair with Parveen Babi after she left Kabir Bedi and returned from Italy and then, finding her with a knife, cowering in terror
MUMBAI MIRROR (August 21, 2020)

On the night the couple (Kabir Bedi and Parveen Babi) finally flew out to Europe, Kabir’s friend Mahesh Bhatt was at Bombay airport to see them off. ‘I remember they were moving away, lock, stock and barrel,’ he says. ‘It was a late night flight and she was there. They were both already dressed for Europe. There was a kind of sadness about her, plucking herself from here and going away. But she was Kabir’s girlfriend and they were in love. He was a star in Italy and there was a glorious future; so she went…’ As luck would have it, a manager from Air India, who knew Parveen and Kabir, organized a dinner for them with La Lollo (Gina Lollobrigida). It was going to be a private affair—just the four of them at a swanky Roman restaurant. It promised to be a memorable night. And it was, but for the wrong reasons.

At the dinner, a newly single (Gina) Lollobrigida had eyes only for Kabir. All evening, she showered her attention on him, completely ignoring Parveen… ‘It was almost the end of dinner when Gina turned to Parveen and said, “And you, my dear? What are you doing? Following the star?”,’ Kabir says, recalling the details of that evening. ‘Parveen was no pushover. She was very bright and quick-witted. So she replied, “No, my dear. I am with my man, because I have a man.”’ Before Lollobrigida could retort, Parveen turned to Kabir and suggested, ‘Let’s dance.’ On the dance floor, she told him quite clearly that she didn’t want to spend another moment watching the Italian star fawn all over him. ‘I didn’t know what to do,’ says Kabir. ‘Gina was one of the biggest names in international cinema, but Parveen wanted to leave. She said to me, “I’m leaving. The rest is up to you, whether you want to stay or you want to leave.” I told her that she was putting me in a very difficult situation, but she said, “That’s your problem. I’m leaving. I don’t like this woman.” Parveen wasn’t wrong; Gina had snubbed and disparaged her.’ When they returned to their table at the end of the song, Kabir told Lollobrigida, ‘I’m terribly sorry. We’ve got to leave.’

When Parveen began rebuilding her career after her return from London, she had started reaching out to old friends and acquaintances. Mahesh Bhatt was one of them. She invited him over to her Kalumal Estate home to ‘catch up with life’, as she put it.

‘I was a married man in my twenties,’ Mahesh recalls. ‘I was struggling and my movies weren’t doing well; travelling from Mahim to Juhu was an expensive affair.’ Yet, there was something that compelled him to visit Parveen. That evening, Mahesh began seeing her in a new light. ‘There was this gloom around her,’ he recalls. ‘This was a woman that truly belonged to the space where she lived; that space where she was solitary. She was beautiful and she was desolate.’ The last time he had met her, Parveen was living with Kabir. They were a couple and she was following him to greener pastures. Like everyone else who had known them as a couple, Mahesh was curious about what had gone wrong with their relationship, but he refrained from probing… Mahesh’s visit to Parveen’s home was meant to be a casual one. They were just two acquaintances spending time with each other for the first time without distractions coming in the way. With every turn of the conversation, they got to know each other better. They discovered commonalities, exchanged stories and shared secrets. Sunset was followed by the glow of twilight… At some point during the evening, Parveen placed a vinyl of Farida Khanum’s ‘Aaj jaane ki zid na karo’ on the turntable. As the ghazal played on a loop in the background, Mahesh felt the shift in mood.

‘That evening started off [with] two friends catching up,’ he acknowledges, ‘but the conversation kept getting deeper and the silences got comfortable. The attraction between us was palpable.’ At the back of his mind, Mahesh kept reminding himself that he had a wife and a daughter waiting for him at home. He might well have been a follower of the free-thinking spiritual guru Rajneesh for some time and influenced by his unconventional views, but he realized that releasing himself from the stranglehold of the value system he had grown up with was not easy.

‘I might have parroted the whole narrative of free love, but I was held back by morality,’ he confesses.

Reluctant to test his resolve further, Mahesh got up to leave. Parveen stood up as well. But she didn’t follow him to the door. ‘It was a long corridor from the living room to the main door,’ he remembers. ‘I was almost at the door when I realized that Parveen hadn’t come to see me off. Just as I opened the main door, I heard her call my name.’

He turned around and walked down the corridor for the last time that night. The door to Parveen’s bedroom was open. ‘She was lying there on the bed, waiting for me. There was complete silence, because there was no need for words anymore.’

One overcast July morning in 1979, Parveen woke up as usual and stepped out to get ready for a day of shooting for director Prakash Mehra’s Jwalamukhi, in which she had been cast opposite Shatrughan Sinha. Mahesh (Bhatt) was still in bed, drifting in and out of sleep. When Parveen tiptoed back into their bedroom, he was expecting his daily peck. Instead, she whispered that they should not have any conversation outside their room. Before he could react to her words, she had left...

When he came home that evening, Parveen’s mother, who was visiting, answered the door with an anxious looking Ved Sharma (her secretary) standing in the background...

He walked into the house and headed straight for their bedroom. ‘Here she was, curled up on the floor like a beast in one corner of the room,’ he says. ‘She was still in her film costume. She was holding a knife; it was the knife she used at the breakfast table.’ Mahesh slowly walked towards her. Before he could sit down next to her, Parveen whispered to him, ‘Shut the door.’ When he sat down close to her on the floor, her delusions came tumbling out and the source of her fear was revealed.

‘They tried to kill me,’ she told him. He asked who was trying to kill her. ‘Amitabh Bachchan,’ she replied, urging him to lower his voice, lest he be overheard. ‘The room is bugged,’ she went on.

‘You don’t know; you are an innocent man. They are going to drop a chandelier on me.’ Though he had had no past experience of dealing with someone in the middle of a psychotic episode, Mahesh was the only one in Parveen’s life who recognized that evening that there was something seriously wrong with her.

‘As a child, I had seen a south Indian actor named Ranjan in our neighbourhood,’ he recalls. ‘He was said to be a victim of schizophrenia and that was my only reference.’

Excerpted from a forthcoming biography on Parveen Babi by Karishma Upadhyay