I have never seen an Indian movie quite like Nayak. Ray has forayed into parallel story telling, like Kurasawa's Rashomon and into dream logic like Bunuel's The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie. I would personally rate it above Bergman's The Magician which also dealt with a similar theme of an actor's reality and people's acceptance of him as a super human and their reluctance of considering him as a human being. Between the two of them, Nayak is more easy to understand whereas The Magician puts its characters in various shades of good and evil throughout its running time.

No such dramatics here and this movie is as good as it gets. I would rate it as one of his best movies amongst Pather Panchali and Charulata. The dream sequences were very well produced and were relevant to the storyline on a sub-conscious level.

The subtitling on the Angel DVD wasn't very well done and the dialogues sometimes whizz by without us being able to read them in time. For people who are familiar with Indian languages, it may not be such a big deal since several of the Bengali words can be understood by them; however for non-Indian speakers this may come across as irritating.

On a personal note, I am sometimes glad that not many people know about Ray because then I am able of recommending him to people who are in the know of the movie industry.

Nayak / The Hero (1966) : Brief Review -

A Classic Train Journey by Satyajit Ray which shatters all the illusional and realistic insights of Film Industry. Being a filmmaker yourself, you need guts to show some devastating and bitter facts of Film Universe and Satyajit Ray did just that daring thing with Nayak and don't ask how and on what level. It is on a level which can't be matched by other Indian filmmakers, at least it's not been matched yet in last 5 decades. I remember watching Hollywood Classic Sunset Boulevard (1950) where genius director Billy Wilder showed many secrets of Hollywood industry and made a personality driven psychological drama on it. But here, Satyajit Ray has gone one level up by showing the actual iniquities of the industry and eventually proved that it's not a clean space as it seems to normal people. How dare did he do it? I mean being director himself he added so many shackling quotes about the actors and filmmaking in the film. "There is lot of glamour in the films but they have no connection with art", this dialogue is there in the film and i was like, this guy is beyond any barrier. I mean he didn't fear to tell so many bad things about the film industry THROUGH a film, yeah that's something. En route to Delhi to receive an award, a Bengali film star reevaluates his success through his fellow passengers, dreams and past experiences and also learns the falsism behind the glamour world. Uttam Kumar is a acting genius and this film is yet another milestone in his legacy. Sharmlila Tagore is brilliant as artist an beautiful as an actress and i don't think i could've asked for more. A grand salute to Master Satyajit Ray for this timeless Classic with never seen before Realism on Film industry and it's stars. This is Pure Art and much more than what you call gutsy.

RATING - 8/10*

By - #samthebestest.

This film from director Satyajit Ray reminded me a little bit of Ingmar Bergman's 'Wild Strawberries', as in each case a protagonist takes a trip in order to receive a big award, and thinks back on his life with some regrets. In this case, it's not an elderly professor, it's a middle-aged movie star (Uttam Kumar),and instead of a car ride with a daughter-in-law, it's a train trip where he meets a young journalist (Sharmila Tagore). She serves as his conscience and mirror over a series of discussions the pair have, and what she reflects is often not very pretty.

At the film's outset the famous star seems to have it all with his success and good looks, and Kumar looks pretty damn cool in shades and when he blows smoke rings. It's soon apparent that he's so worried about someday losing his fame that he's lost bits of his humanity along the way. Via flashbacks we find that he's done some petty things to others, abandoned the altruistic cause of a friend, and taken advantage of women who want to get into films. There is something empty and pathetic about his life that those who get to know him see, including the journalist and a mother and daughter in his compartment who are adoring fans, but see how he pops sleeping pills and gets plastered. And yet, he's always cast as a hero (a 'nayak'),and to the legions of fans who crowd around him in the train stations, he is one.

The meaning of that is pretty clear, but it's not as simple as just showing us how someone on a pedestal may be unworthy of being there. More generally, the film shows us how the most outwardly successful people may be damaged or flawed within, and carry a lot of insecurity. It does this in a thoughtful and reflective way, avoiding simple black/white characterizations. Ray adds depth to the story with a subplot in which a salesman wants his wife to be friendly to another man in order to help win him over. It adds to the overall question, to what lengths should one go in order to be (financially) successful? And regardless of whether one can stay on top, he reminds us via a powerful dream sequence featuring skeletal arms poking up out of mounds of cash, that death will come for us all.

The performances are all fantastic, including an old curmudgeon who eschews "modern movies", and Tagore, who is intelligent, sassy in a reserved way, and beautiful too. I liked how Ray didn't have her succumb to the movie star's charms, as a weaker director/writer might have done. He also uses the train very well, both in moving the action around its various compartments and aisles, and in giving us the scenery outside. In one moment Kumar stares down at the adjacent rail track streaming by with a glint of light on it, and it made me wonder if he was wishing he could be like that rail, staying straight as the train of life rumbled along, and always in the light. The film also made me wonder if the main character reflected a little of Ray himself, who by this time was famous (ala Fellini's 8 ½). It's a film that I might rate higher with a second viewing, and may have held back a little here because I have a slight aversion to stories involving the problems of famous people. It was memorable and had a strong ending.