I used to enjoy dark-gritty thrillers, and serious subjects a lot. Some of my favourite movies of the 2010s were
Omerta,
Gangs of Wasseypur,
Raman Raghav 2.0; my favourite shows included Mindhunter and Westworld. I was admittedly a sucker for anything dark and thought provoking. There was a certain kind of thrill to these movies.
My dad--my frequent co-participant in movie nights, absolutely hated these movies. His favourites were old-school actioners like
Raees, or love stories like
Dil Toh Pagal Hai or even
Jab Tak Hai Jaan. It's not like he didn't like anything dark, but his threshold for dark was
Drishyam or perhaps
Talvar. I remember this one time, we went to watch
Tamasha together, and his reaction in the first half was absolute disgust! :D (It wasn't a dark movie, it was just way too preachy for him)
I always wondered, how come my dad who was practically as big a movie buff as I was, never really enjoyed serious cinema. I asked him once, and he told me it was age; at my age he, too saw the niche Hindi and (some) international films.
But something changed a few years ago. After his passing, gradually I drifted away from the kind of movies I enjoyed a few years ago. My favourite genres now are the entertaining crime capers and old-school actioners; I seldom watch anything too dark now. While I do like the occasional serious movie like
Gargi, or more recently
Stolen. I just don't feel the same urge to watch them as I did when I was a few years younger.
Am I turning into my dad? Most likely not. But to me, I understand his perspective way better now. At some point, the tumultuous nature of life catches up. Life itself can be so grim and gritty at times, that watching the same when you're desperately trying to unwind feels like a chore; at that point you want something light hearted, something fun, something that makes you forget the quotidian troubles. A dark-crime drama about a stolen child, no matter how good it is, hardly satiates that appetite.