The heartland values of Bhojpuri cinema
It is an early monsoon day at Sheetal, a single-screen theatre in Kurla, in central Bombay. An animated audience, part of Bombay's growing population of migrant workers from Bihar and Uttar Pradesh, overflows the theatre's seats at a weekend screening of the Bhojpuri film Ravi Kissen. Dancing to catchy songs, clapping at snappy dialogue, whistling and joking, the crowd shows its appreciation for the nice and naughty versions of star Ravi Kishan in the first ever double-role in a Bhojpuri film.
In Bombay's territorial local politics, the bhaiyya, unschooled in the ways of modernity, is seen as either a rustic bumpkin or a hired thug, unwelcome but unavoidable. In theatre after run-down theatre showing Bhojpuri films in cities with sizeable migrant populations, one can witness the delirious reclamation of space by people who do not feel entirely at home outside of the theatre's walls. A guard at such an establishment smiles in amusement, saying, "This is nothing. Most of the bhaiyyas have gone home to harvest the crops now. You should have seen what it was like last month."