"Whatever else you may or may not do, though, living without debt is
not an option. Be forever unsatisfied, Shah Rukh Khan tells us: do not
be santusht (satisfied). The size of the moneyed middle class may be a
matter of dispute, but the survival of corporations, and of consumer
capitalism itself, depends upon the ability of corporations to draw
more and more people into the web of consumption, whether they can
afford it or not. Accordingly, the middle class - or, more precisely,
the lower middle class - is suddenly thrusting itself into our
imagination, via films and television.

The film I began with, Ta Ra Rum Pum, becomes interesting for this
reason: it actually depicts the experience of the lower middle class,
lusting after consumption but unable to service the resultant debt."

Courtesy Bill Totten, [A-List]:

December 25, 2007

The Fantasy of Endless Consumption

By Sudhanva Deshpande

Almost suddenly, the lower middle class has become a subject of Hindi films.

Consider the film Ta Ra Rum Pum. A racing car driver falls in love
with, and eventually marries, a pianist, the daughter of a rich
businessman. The hero is profligate, spending lavishly on parties and
other luxuries. But this is not a problem, because the hero keeps
winning every race he enters and because he buys everything on credit.

Till, one day, he runs into the evil driver at a race, and has a
crash. He loses ten races on the trot, and is finally sacked by the
team he races for, which promptly employs the evil driver. The
installments begin to pile up, and eventually, the couple lose all
they had.

Till the utterly predictable happens: the hero gets back to the race
track, beats evil driver, salvages his name and career, and eventually
moves back into the same fancy house he and his family had to vacate
an hour earlier. This time, with the pledge that he will not buy
things on credit.

The film itself is terrible. But sometimes, it is more fun to look at
what a film could have been. Every narrative is pregnant with other
possibilities; whether the end is tragedy or farce could well depend
on which Marx wrote the screenplay, Karl or Groucho.

Ta Ra Rum Pum is a fantasy. It is a fantasy because it tells us, in
the end, that our consumption need not be financed by debt. This is of
course ridiculous, as anyone who has salivated at the latest plasma TV
or a three-bedroom apartment knows. What used to be thought of as
consumer durables are no longer so durable - the latest music system,
or car, or refrigerator muscles out models released barely a couple of
years ago.

In an earlier day and age, the middle class' craving for consumption
was satisfied by foreign trips, and by dowry. No more. No more do you
have to wait for a rich uncle to return from London or Dubai with
flashy goggles, a Walkman, and a bottle of Johnny Walker. No more is
extortion through marriage the only way to acquire a Bajaj scooter of
dubious fuel-efficiency. Not that these avenues, benign as well as
benighted, are no longer in use. Just that these are no longer the
only ones available. Your bank calls you on Diwali-eve to give you a
pre-approved loan of half a million rupees. What for, you ask. The
call centre employee at the other end is incredulous: "You mean don't
want to buy anything?"

Debt servicing becomes a critical part of the monthly budget. Some
cope, some don't. Those who do, trapeze from one high-paying job to
the next higher-paying job. Consumption has to be kept up. The only
way to do so is to ensure that you don't hang around in the same
company too long. This is of course the very opposite of what our
fathers and uncles believed in. In those Five Year Plan days, you
joined a company and grew with it. Today, though, if you want to keep
up with servicing your debt, fidelity to job is anathema.

Companies evolve all sorts of ways to retain employees. Perquisites
and paid holidays are what the upper end of the spectrum get. At the
lower end, things are murkier. After courts ruled that companies
cannot coerce employees to remain by making them sign bonds, companies
- especially in the IT sector - make potential employees pay for
getting jobs. You pay, say, forty or sixty or eighty thousand rupees
at the time of joining, and the company pays you your salary, plus,
say, two thousand rupees per month - this is from the money you paid
at the point of joining. Forty thousand divided by two thousand is
twenty - so you are compelled to stay with the company for at least
twenty months. As soon as those twenty months are over, though, you
are ready to move to another job.

Whatever else you may or may not do, though, living without debt is
not an option. Be forever unsatisfied, Shah Rukh Khan tells us: do not
be santusht (satisfied). The size of the moneyed middle class may be a
matter of dispute, but the survival of corporations, and of consumer
capitalism itself, depends upon the ability of corporations to draw
more and more people into the web of consumption, whether they can
afford it or not. Accordingly, the middle class - or, more precisely,
the lower middle class - is suddenly thrusting itself into our
imagination, via films and television.

The film I began with, Ta Ra Rum Pum, becomes interesting for this
reason: it actually depicts the experience of the lower middle class,
lusting after consumption but unable to service the resultant debt.

The career of the most interesting screenplay writer currently working
in the Hindi film industry could be explained by this fact, that he is
able to capture the experience of the lower middle class. I am talking
about Jaideep Sahni, and his filmography includes Company, Bunty aur
Bubli, Khosla ka Ghosla, Chak de India. Company, a story of a lower
middle class Bombay boy who rises to become a gangster; Bunty aur
Bubli, a story of two small-town lower middle class kids and their
adventures on the margins of illegality; Khosla ka Ghosla, a story of
a lower middle class family struggling to get back the plot of land
they have sunk in their lives savings to buy; and Chak de India, a
story of a lower middle class hockey player who fights, along with a
bunch of mostly lower middle class girls, to redeem his reputation as
a patriot.

The lower middle class of Jaideep Sahni's films is very different from
the middle class of the old Basu Chatterjee-Amol Palekar films,
largely because the nature of the middle class itself has changed,
along with their attitudes, perceptions, aspirations and frustrations.
That much is obvious enough. What is not so immediately obvious is
that while Jaideep Sahni's middle class is upwardly mobile - or at
least aspires to be upwardly mobile, using means fair and not so fair
- the world they inhabit is, in the end, a world of fantasy. It is a
world where a family has to neither sell its old house nor take a home
loan to buy a new one, or a world where India can achieve sporting
success on the world stage purely on the basis of grit and
determination.

But the relationship between the upper and lower middle class is not
without its own tensions either. The upper middle class have only
disdain for the lower middle class. One recent film explores this
tension quite pointedly: Bheja Fry, a take off on the French film Le
Diner de cons. The premise of the film is simple: a bunch of wealthy
friends get together every Friday and invite an "idiot" and make fun
of him. The "idiot" obviously does not realise he is being made fun
of. What Bheja Fry is able to depict beautifully is the utter disdain
that the upper middle class has for the lower middle, its callousness,
its self-centeredness, and its complete inability to see anything from
the other's point of view, even if the other happens to be your own
wife.

Yet, this lower middle class still has to be drawn into the cycle of
endless consumption. In one sense, that is the great drama being
played out on Indian television as well. Consider the so-called
"reality shows" and "talent hunts". There is nothing "real" about them
at all, nor is the purpose of the shows to hunt talent.

But that is not the point. Look at the individuals you see on these
shows: most of them are from smaller towns, and most of them belong
resolutely to the lower middle class. It is critical that this class
be dished out the fantasy of unimaginable fame and unimaginable
riches, even if that fantasy is to last merely a moment. In its
ephemerality, in fact, the fantasy mimics the act of consumption
itself: the moment of consumption is the very moment of utter boredom,
the very moment when one has to start looking for the next moment of
climactic release, the next moment of fantasy.

It is only fitting then, that the instrument of drawing the lower
middle class into the fantasy of fame, riches and endless consumption
is the ubiquitous mobile phone. The illusion of "reality" is made
possible by the mobile phone, by the act of "voting". That the act of
voting is simultaneously an act of consumption (you have to first buy
a mobile phone, then you have to buy a pre- or post-paid plan, then
you have to vote, for which again you pay) is neither coincidental nor
trivial. The only reality in the reality shows is the reality of
consumption. And who takes part in this reality of consumption?
Overwhelmingly, it is the lower middle class, otherwise hidden from
public view in cities like Solapur or Siliguri or Silchar.

To draw the lower middle class into the cycle of endless debt is
critical, because that is the only thing that will sustain the endless
consumption of the wealthy.

One final point about Hindi cinema. The fact that these kind of films
are being made today is directly related to the multiplex boom. Only
the multiplex, with its higher ticket prices per seat as well as with
its multiplicity of screenings, makes possible the margins that enable
such, relatively small budget and somewhat offbeat films, possible. In
turn, the multiplex is itself made possible by the middle class's
increased ability to spend on ephemeral consumption. And the
multiplex, which originated in the affluent sections of our metros,
has now moved to other areas as well: to the less affluent sections in
the metros, as well as to non-metros. In other words, the condition
that makes these films possible in the first place - the multiplex
model of revenue generation - is also predicated on the very
phenomenon the films reflect - the drawing of the lower middle class
into the fantasy of endless consumption.

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Sudhanva Deshpande is an actor and director with Jana Natya Manch, and
works as editor with LeftWord Books, New Delhi. He can be reached at
[EMAIL PROTECTED]

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