How Are the Morally Gray Characters In ‘Killer Soup’? Killer!

(Spoiler alert for ‘Killer Soup’ but also go watch it if you haven’t already!)

In Vikram Vedha, the ‘villain’ Vedha asks SSP Vikram a question – who would he punish, the one who committed an act or the one who ordered him to do so? He essentially asks SSP Vikram to decide who acted more immorally. In a way, this judgment of morality is at the root of cinema – it’s why we see one person as a hero and another as a villain. For decades, this distinction in mainstream cinema was as clear as day and night. But we’ve really started to embrace morally gray characters, haven’t we? Maybe there is something intriguing about a character whose motivations are more complex than a binary ‘good’ or ‘bad’ deed. Maybe that is also why writing such a character can be a challenge.  

But Abhishek Chaubey’s Killer Soup manages to achieve that…with multiple characters. The name ‘Killer Soup’ can mean two obvious things – the soup becomes a weapon for murder or that it is, in slang, ‘killer’ or bloody good. In the show, it is neither. Instead, the ‘soup’ becomes a symbol for the protagonist’s ambition – Swathi Shetty (Konkona Sensharma) presents her paya soup to anyone willing to try it and harbours a not-so-secret desire to one day own a restaurant. Swathi has perhaps the most obvious markings of a gray character in Killer Soup. 

She has one goal that she wishes to achieve and will clearly stop at nothing to achieve it. For the most part, the death that surrounds the film actually happens ‘around’ her. She is rarely seen actively killing someone – her game is one of the mind. What is most striking about Swathi is that she is as tragic of a character as she is ‘villainous’ – her arc is reminiscent of Shakespeare’s Macbeth (which isn’t surprising considering this is an Abhishek Chaubey show).

Her ‘evil’ rises mainly from the fact that even with the remorse she feels, she does little to right the wrongs. And eventually, the remorse starts to pale in the face of her finally starting to achieve her dreams. Like most gray characters, they aren’t evil for evil’s sake.

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

Swathi, Umesh and Social Standing 

Swathi’s marriage is nowhere close to perfect – her husband is clearly lying to her and both he and his overbearing brother Arvind (Sayaji Shinde) belittle her abilities. Swathi, herself, is having an affair with Umesh Mahto (Bajpayee) who has a striking resemblance to her husband. 

Umesh is another intriguing character in the Killer Soup world – at first, his love feels almost like devotion; a green flag if there ever was one. He is willing to cross any lines to make Swathi happy, despite the fact that he too uses her money to support his gambling addiction. In a role reversal of sorts (when it comes to mainstream Bollywood), Umesh becomes the character through whom we actually see Swathi’s immorality play out. Swathi is manipulative to a fault – in the world she lives in, brute force cannot be her way out so she uses her mind. She frequently manipulates Umesh into doing what needs to be done to save her own skin.

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

Chaubey also brilliantly uses these characters to explore the nature of violence and power. Swathi is not a “good person” but both she and Umesh (who is also wanted for murder back home) are affected by their social standing. Umesh is visibly uncomfortable when people around him often unfairly dismiss him as ‘just a servant’. On the other hand, Swathi is often on the receiving end of violence from men – the men around her do not hesitate to slap her when she is in an altercation with them. Both characters can’t escape the circumstances of their social identity, even as they morph into villains. 

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

The part that power plays in ‘evil’ is impossible to miss (and it’s done without excusing the protagonists’ behaviour). Despite all her schemes, Swathi is still a vulnerable character in her world. Umesh’s quality of life improves when he replaces Prabhu but the way he has been treated his entire life is always just a minor argument away from peeking out the curtains. Oftentimes, this sort of nuance is absent from cinema, especially with hyper masculine morally gray characters (or “anti-heroes” if you will).

Their trauma and past is always acknowledged but we rarely get an insight into how those less privileged than them often become collateral damage. 

For almost every gray character in Killer Soup, there are instances of humanity and there are instances where they cause harm. None of the characters are easy to put in a box. Even Prabhu’s brother Arvind, who seems to be the worst of the lot, has some of the most stirring moments in the show. 

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

Conversely, the rise of gray characters that aren’t hyper masculine men is often used to expose another interesting phenomenon – people really don’t see it coming! It’s like the scene in Killing Eve when a mission is carried out as a cleaning lady because nobody would suspect her or even notice her in the background.

We tend to invisiblise the marginalised – “There’s no way the woman could be behind the murder”. It’s a blind spot that even cops in many shows have when it comes to a female villain. 

On the other hand, suspicion is quick to fall upon others from marginalised communities – in this case, the police’s insistence on finding Umesh Mahto makes them oblivious to what is right in front of them. 

What do we do with all this empathy?

It is tough when you find yourself rooting for the bad guy. It’s like the day in your childhood when you finally begin to see where Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz is coming from. In the world of anti-heroes, that’s a feeling that has become all too familiar. While Killer Soup’s makers write their quote-unquote villains well, they also create characters that are essentially moral compasses. ASI Thupalli (Anbuthasan) is one such character – the wide-eyed, young cop is perhaps one of the few innocent people in the mix and that is why his senior’s quest for justice in his name becomes easy for the audience to root for. 

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

On the other hand, Killer Soup has follies for both Prabhu and Swathi to present that the way they behave in their relationships is not ‘love’. This is not the Kabir Singh philosophy of ‘all is fair is love and war’, it’s more along the lines of ‘some people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes’. Umesh acts as a foil to Prabhu – he seems to respect Swathi’s ambition even if he doesn’t like the soup and is, for better or for worse, willing to stand by her. He, too, eventually resorts to threatening her with violence but unlike Prabhu, is capable of self-reflection. 

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

At the same time, it’s not like Swathi is much of a ‘green flag’ either and that is highlighted through Kirtima’s character (Kai Kusruti). Her inherent lack of malice makes her a great contrast for Swathi, who even if not malicious does tend to act with a certain disregard for those around her. 

Bollywood is no stranger to having a messed up idea of romance – ‘stalking’ is so prevalent as an ‘act of love’ and a proof of undying devotion in mainstream films. How can we forget Raanjhanaa, for instance, which should have been an episode of Crime Patrol but was instead a ‘romantic’ film? Kundan’s insistence on stalking and threatening Zoya to ‘woo her’ is excused because of the lengths to which he is willing to go for her. When Umesh almost attacks Swathi’s there is no doubt in a viewer’s mind that he is, in that moment, an aggressor but with characters like Kundan, it feels more like we’re expected to root for him rather than question his clearly questionable methods. 

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

We often forget that just saying, “This is a morally flawed character,” isn’t enough for that sentiment to translate on screen. Even a morally gray character, isn’t an island. Without a foil (and not just another character who is objectively ‘worse’) and a keen awareness of the consequences of their actions (for the audience, the character is free to be oblivious), a gray character becomes little less than a glorified villain.

A gray character or an anti-hero acts as a brilliant vessel for a director through which to explore things like how trauma affects a human’s psyche or how humans can react when pushed to their limit or the age-old ‘how far will one go for their goal?’ 

But without the aforementioned aspects, these things take a backseat and it almost feels like the character’s worst traits are being glorified. While Swathi’s ambition is remarkable and truly, you want to root for her to get her restaurant, the show never presents her as a character the audience should expect a happy ending for. And perhaps that is the dilemma of loving a gray character – you want to wish them luck but they’ve really done so much wrong. 

Why would anyone go to these lengths for soup? Abhishek Chaubey's film somehow...answers.

One of the final conversations between Umesh and Swathi is the most telling. “I used to think that you and I are a hero-heroine from a romantic film but we’re villains,” Umesh half-laments to which Swathi responds, “And Prabhakar and Arvind are Mahatma Gandhis?”

“They’re side villains, like a painter and a carpenter,” Umesh says. A moment that perhaps lends itself more to comedy is funny in an almost tragic sense. Everything is finally falling apart and at the end, nobody is standing on a higher moral ground. 

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Killer Soup Review: Konkona Sen Sharma, Manoj Bajpayee Strike A Wonderful Duet In Deadly Broth

A just-deceased man’s phone rings. The caller is another dead man. That aptly signals the end of the opening episode of Killer Soup, a deliciously off-the-wall crime series created and directed by Abhishek Chaubey.  The owners of the phones are dead but the warped connection lingers on and impacts the course of the insanely twisted eight-episode Netflix series. The freakish is par for the course here. As more people die, each life lost casts a shadow, literally and figuratively, on those that survive.

A Latin sign outside a mortuary in the fictional Tamil Nadu hill town that Killer Soup is set in reads “Mortui vivos docent” (“the dead teach the living”). The living learn little in this neck of the woods. They frantically try – and fail – to shrug off the burden of the departed.

Killer Soup, a deftly crafted crime and investigation caper marked by whip-smart writing and unerring acting, is quirky, sly and hugely entertaining. One of its two principal characters is Swathi Shetty (Konkona Sen Sharma), an inept cook who hopes to start a restaurant of her own.

Her self-absorbed husband, Prabhakar ‘Prabhu’ Shetty (Manoj Bajpayee), promises to help her but is more interested in pulling himself out of a hole after having botched up several business projects. Their marriage is a recipe for disaster.

Prabhu’s foulmouthed elder brother, Arvind Shetty (Sayaji Shinde), wavers between fraternal affection and corrosive candour. He loses no opportunity to tick Prabhu off for his profligacies. Prabhu shamelessly leeches off his big brother. The latter, too, has skeletons aplenty in the closet.

Swathi, disgruntled as much with what she lacks as with what she possesses, has an affair with a masseur, Umesh Pillai (Bajpayee in a dual role), who serves the Shetty brothers and knows a great deal about their shady business practices.

When the lid is blown off their liaison, Swathi and Umesh panic. A string of ill-advised moves lands them in a soup. A sudden death, a pell-mell cover-up and a grotesque facial reconstruction later, their lies, betrayal and deception assume near-diabolical proportions.

Chaubey, in concert with co-writers and creators Anaiza Merchant, Anant Tripathi and Harshad Nalawade, rustles up a gripping, darkly comic crime drama that knows exactly where it is headed but succeeds in keeping the audience on tenterhooks.

Like Chaubey’s films, the series is rooted in a defined, immersive, authentic space. The soundtrack is, however, a medley of languages and dialects spoken with a variety of accents. The range of linguistic peculiarities and cadences significantly enrich the show.

Tamil, Malayalam and Dakhini liberally punctuate the assortment of Hindi and English dictions that are strewn across the series. Add to that mix Robert Frost’s “The woods are lovely, dark and deep” and Macbeth’s soliloquy “Life’s but a walking shadow”, Scribe’s I Love You, Pav Bhaji and Nina Simone’s “Sinnerman” and AR Rahman’s Tu hi re tere bina main kaise jiyu (from Mani Ratnam’s Bombay) and you have one of the most aurally varied Indian web shows ever.

The tangible physical dimensions of the quaint world that Anuj Rakesh Dhawan’s camera captures add to the allure. Roads snake around verdant valleys. Undulating hills strain to pierce the clouds. But under the town’s sleepy surface, forbidden desire, thwarted ambition, blackmail and unholy collusions form a deadly broth.  

As she runs out patience and options, Swathi resorts to desperate measures. Umesh is dragged along, sometimes kicking and whining, at others dithering but giving in. With their lives, relationships and businesses are a “bloody” mess. The men and women in Killer Soup are like trotters in a soup. The more they try to wriggle out, the worse it gets.

Swathi isn’t the only woman striving for a room of her own in Killer Soup. Arvind’s only daughter, Apeksha ‘Appu’ Shetty (Anula Navlekar), aspires to be an artist. She earns a call-up from a prestigious Paris art school. But her father ridicules her for the nudes she draws. He insists she’d be better off taking charge of the family business.

Kirtima (Kani Kusruti), an accountant in Prabhu’s firm and a Kalari exponent, has ambitions beyond the custard tarts she makes to show up Swathi’s paya soup, which lacks a secret ingredient that khansama Mehrunisa (Vaishali Bisht in a cameo of substance) is loath to part with. Could there be more to the rivalry between Swathi and Kirtima? Nothing that is on the oven in Killer Soup is to be discounted.

Killer Soup is a police procedural, too. Inspector Hassan (Nassar), weeks away from retirement, is in no hurry to get to the bottom of Swathi’s claim that her husband was attacked with acid. He isn’t exactly a bumbling cop nor is he a cynical pro. As he says to a junior, “We don’t get paid to think.”

But Thupalli (Anbuthasan), a rookie cop, is one determined bloke. Mixing poetry with policing, he is at the centre of several surreal encounters with Inspector Hassan as the latter looks for clues in hidden in verse.

Chaubey makes his first web show count well beyond the mere generic. The terrain he explores in Killer Soup is far removed from the dusty upcountry locations of Ishqiya and Sonchiriya. The geographical shift yields a captivating show that alternates between slow-burn and breakneck without the slightest wobble in its tonal consistency.  

Killer Soup abides steadfastly by its neo-noir principles but the flawed characters that populate the narrative aren’t evil in the conventional sense. They are at worst crooked and self-serving. Significantly, none of the killings that occur, nor their aftermath, is premeditated.  

Bajpayee and Sen Sharma take on roles unlike any other that they have played before. They strike up a wonderful duet, challenging and enhancing each other in a cat-and-mouse game in which predator and victim frequently swap places and co-conspirators often work at cross-purposes.

Besides Nassar as the avuncular inspector, Lal, cast Appu’s maternal uncle and an Arvind Shetty aide who pulls his punches, and Sayaji Shinde steal many a scene. Kani Kusruti delivers an exceptionally effortless performance. No less noteworthy is Anula Navlekar as a woman trapped in a hellhole.

The background score by Benedict Taylor and Naren Chandavarkar is a delectable smorgasbord of sounds. They flow through the show like rippling water down a stream that constantly changes its pace and rhythm in sync with the winds and the rains.

Sen Sharma’s character asks as the show winds down: “Kaisa laga sabko mera soup (how did you all like my soup)?” The unequivocal answer: We love it.          

Cast:

Manoj Bajpayee, Konkona Sen Sharma, Nassar, Sayaji Shinde

Director:

Abhishek Chaubey

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‘Mumbai Diaries’ season 2 series review: Nikkhil Advani’s medical drama is still gripping, despite gaps

A still from ‘Mumbai Diaries’ Season 2

Premiered in 2021, Mumbai Diaries 26/11 was a tense, sobering series about the human spirit under unfathomable strain. With the 2008 Mumbai terror attacks as backdrop, creator and co-director Nikkhil Advani homed in on a set of characters — doctors and nurses, cops and hotel managers — and the ties of courage and compassion that saw them through that fateful, calamitous night. After a gap of two years, a second season, also directed by Advani, is now streaming on Prime Video. It carries over the format of the first instalment: another night, another crisis, another eight episodes of Mohit Raina leaping gallantly and recklessly into action. What’s perhaps lacking is the breathless urgency of Kaushal Shah’s fluid cinematography — he’s replaced here by Malay Prakash — and a certain chokehold Advani managed to exert on his audience.

Though months have elapsed, everyone at Bombay General Hospital is palpably haunted by the events of 26/11. Dr. Kaushik Oberoi (Mohit Raina) is standing trial — in court as much as in the public eye — for medical negligence, accused of prioritising a terrorist’s life over a brave cop’s. Kaushik’s wife, Ananya (Tina Desai), is expecting again (they had a miscarriage in the past, which had strained their marriage). Compensation packages to the victim’s families have been held up due to the ongoing probe—”It’s just an excuse to not pay,” a character says bluntly. It’s now the eve of 26/7, a date infamously associated with the catastrophic Mumbai floods (which actually took place in 2005). We see signs of a steadily intensifying downpour: leaking roofs, stalled traffic, a splash of rain smudging the dress of Social Services Director Chitra Das (Konkona Sen Sharma). Soon enough, it’s an all-out deluge, marked by accidents, water-logging, and patients pouring into the emergency ward of Bombay General.

The 2005 Mumbai floods killed over a thousand people and brought a teeming metropolis to a halt. Though it’s clearly the inspiration here, writers Yash Chhetija and Persis Sodawaterwala also allude to more recent events. Such as a stampede on a foot overbridge that ultimately collapses combines incidents from 2017 and 2019; Mumbai recorded severe rainfalls in both those years. With buildings crumbling across the city, news anchor Mansi (Shreya Dhanwanthary) pursues a story on construction scams — a permanent talking point of the annual floods. Just as the COVID-19 pandemic added resonance to the first season, with its frontline workers risking their lives to safeguard a city, so the new season arrives amid harrowing visuals of the Sikkim flash floods, which has claimed over 20 lives so far.

Mumbai Diaries (Hindi)

Creator and director: Nikkhil Advani

Cast: Mohit Raina, Konkona Sen Sharma, Shreya Dhanwanthary, Tina Desai, Satyajeet Dubey, Mrunmayee Deshpande

Episodes: 8

Run-time: 40-55 minutes

Storyline: The management and staff at Bombay General Hospital battle a new calamity in the form of the 26/7 Mumbai floods

Advani, as before, explores precise human narratives through the prism of a larger tragedy. At its most perceptive, Mumbai Diaries continues to examine everyday heroism as a complex, prolonged, painstaking act. The trajectory of bravery is often roundabout, incidental. Two of the characters set off on personal quests and end up unlikely saviours. Others reel from immense moral and ethical quandaries: trainee doctors involving themselves to the point of breaking protocol, a nurse acting selfishly in a moment of weakness, an out-of-practice neurosurgeon shuddering to make an incision on a child’s open brain.

There’s also a thread of physical and emotional violence which runs throughout the new season of Mumbai Diaries. It is most pronounced in the subplot of Chitra and Saurav (Parambrata Chatterjee), her abusive husband who’s tracked her down to Bombay General after she disappeared on him years ago. Konkona Sen Sharma is by turns steely and tremulous in an affecting role, and Parambrata — who last played a hard-to-pin-down doctor in Bulbbul— is thrilling as a virulent agent let loose on the hospital floors. The show is further helped by the presence of old-school actors like Balaji Gauri and Sanjay Narvekar. Mohit Raina is more torn and tortured than ever before, and while he delivers an adequately inward performance as Kaushik, he’s one of those actors who are best observed in motion (his female counterpart in Hindi cinema would be Taapsee Pannu).

Konkona Sen Sharma in ‘Mumbai Diaries’ Season 2

Konkona Sen Sharma in ‘Mumbai Diaries’ Season 2

As the heavens pour down, the series swerves back and forth from relationship drama and medical thriller to disaster epic. Production designer Priya Suhass recreates the traffic snarls, the flooded streets, the railway platforms overflowing with stranded commuters and primed to erupt any moment into chaos. The gliding single takes that created a sense of immersion and urgency in the first season are minimised here in favour of more conventional shooting and editing. The visual imagination is limited at best: a hackneyed shot of Kaushik punching his framed medical degree in frustration comes to mind. A power outage in the later episodes plunges the hospital scenes into darkness. If the idea was to distinguish the climactic portions from anything that has gone before, a trading in campy horror lighting and framing does them no favours.

Nikkhil Advani has made one of the most interesting transitions from films to series in recent years. The director, at times, gives in wholeheartedly to blatant audience manipulation, and a tendency to load subplots and crises to bursting point. The flashes of wry observation — such as a conscience-stricken Mansi protests in the newsroom that she is sick of regurgitating words like ‘spirit’ and ‘hope’ — are undone by the emotive swell in the final stretch, with several characters reconciled and important learnings underlined. This approach feels less than organic. It’s resisted wonderfully by a minor character in a scene. “This is all very new for us,” he rejoins. “We are trying to understand. It will take time.”

Mumbai Diaries Season 2 is currently streaming on Prime Video

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