Updated On: 27 February, 2020 07:04 AM IST | Mumbai | Mayank Shekhar
Thappad takes you through a gentle ride with a lilting background score instead through a series of sequences, showing you first and foremost, how patriarchy is acceptably latent in the world we live in.

Taapsee Pannu in a still from Thappad trailer
There is something about a film named Thappad (which you're aware is what it is centred on), that right from the first frame, the anticipation of that titular slap starts to haunt you. Even while everything looks hunky-dory on screen. What you're equally mindful of is the fact that this is after all a picture on 'domestic violence'.
Let me tell you what most movies on that subject have ended up being, in their single-mindedness of shining a spotlight on that, and similar issues — deeply depressing. Rather rightly so. But eventually coming across as what you'd call the exploitative 'fem-jep' movie — about females in jeopardy, with an underlying hint of a knight in shining armour, eventually protecting the female, from the wrath of an altogether villainous male, or a male-dominated society, as it were.
Striking subtle, patiently engaging, Thappad, that first frame onwards, is none of the above. As a thoroughbred drama, it takes you through a gentle car-ride with a lilting background score instead —through a series of sequences, showing you first and foremost, how patriarchy is acceptably latent in the world we live in. To a point that we may not even be able spot it, even if it showed up like a huge hammer in a haystack. It's about the 'routineness' of it all.