Jana Gana Mana
That’s the title of the Indian anthem.
It sounds nice.
But, I don’t expect to hear the Indian anthem when going to the cinema. Not really.
Cue: Awkward moment of this Advent. Gori girl goes to watch Catching Fire*. At 11:45 am**. On a Wednesday. Sits down. Waits for trailers. Then, the following words appear on the screen in front of her gori eyes: Please stand up for the national anthem. And so, everyone in the dark auditorium gets up and listens to a recording of Jana Gana Mana while the Indian flag bounces up and down the screen.
I don’t mind the intervals/intermissions, but no, I wasn’t prepaired for anthems.
Maybe it is my faint European heart but playing anthems and hoisting flags anywhere usually puts you in the more right-wing/fascist category of people I know. Playing the anthem before a film probably only happens at “this is not your but my country” kind of meetings.
Indian opinion: The national anthem is something which unites us as a country. Playing it before a movie reminds us about this unity! Who all are free for Dhoom 3***?
Well, I don’t see how playing the anthem before sitting down to watch a Hollywood film and gobble down half a kilo of popcorn evokes unity and pride in one’s own country but, when in Rome do as the Romans do, right?
Now, the Slovene anthem talks about drinking wine and looks like a wine cup thanks to its carmen figuratum structure…there’s something I can get behind.
***Thanks, I’m good. No Dhoom 3 for me.