All The Movies I Didn't See

I wouldn바카라�t know. I haven바카라�t watched it, and I don바카라�t intend to. I often write about human suffering, but I don바카라�t voluntarily subject myself to it. Why on earth would I want to pay good money to put myself through a two-hour hagiography of a man who lamented that people like me couldn바카라�t be exterminated because we bred too fast? As his private secretary wrote, Churchill told him that 바카라�the Hindus were a foul race protected by their mere pullulation from the doom that is their due.바카라�바카라� If you don바카라�t know what pullulation means, look it up. I did.

Not to mention that, if one studies Churchill바카라�s ­actions before and during the Bengal famine of 1943, one could be faulted for getting the impression that he was trying to do just that바카라�exterminate Hindus. To be sure, the famine바카라�s victims were mostly Muslims, but to Churchill that didn바카라�t matter: in his eyes, all Bengalis were tainted. Why? Because he was passionately committed to defending the Empire, which he believed to be threatened by treasonous Bengalis like Subhas Chandra Bose. So dangerous was Bose to Churchill that he issued an assassination order against him, the only Indian freedom fighter to be so honoured.

Of course, Churchill hated Gandhi too, for the same reason바카라�he too was a mortal threat to the Empire. Time and time again, Churchill complained that the 바카라�miserable little old man who had always been our enemy바카라� was refusing to die, even insisting that Gandhi be informed that he was welcome to fast to death. The 바카라�malignant subversive fanatic바카라�바카라�Churchill바카라�s words바카라�was in prison, but he couldn바카라�t be murdered without precipitating a political crisis that threatened the war effort. If on the other hand, he fasted to death, that could be construed as being his fault.

But let바카라�s get back to Churchill hagiographies. Google 바카라�Churchill movie바카라� and you will find four blockbusters on him produced since 2002 alone. One is named simply, worshipfully, 바카라�Churchill바카라�. Several new books about Churchill come out every year, and there is even a bookstore in New York City dedicated to him. (I wonder if they have a copy of my book. I doubt it.) When 바카라�small matters바카라� like the three million dead in the Bengal famine are brought up, one gets the grudging admission that Churchill was 바카라�flawed,바카라� like a diamond is likely to be offered. But then, he saved democracy and freedom and all that. One could point out that it was in fact Stalin, that great defender of democracy and freedom, whose armies defeated the Nazis, but who wants to hear that?

As Gandhi once said, the British are 바카라�more capable of self-delusion than any other people.바카라� Still in mourning for the Empire, and in shock since the self-inflicted wound of Brexit, the British evidently possess a need to tenderly revisit their moments of real or imagined glory. That, author Salil Tripathi writes in a recent review, probably explains the sudden surge of imperial nostalgia films such as Viceroy바카라�s House바카라�a 바카라�servile pantomime,바카라� according to reviewer Fatima Bhutto바카라�and Victoria and Abdul, the story of an empress who, incidentally, presided over 25 million famine deaths in British India, and her devoted Indian servant.

I haven바카라�t watched these movies either. I mean, if one really wants to see fawning Indians, why go to the movies? All one has to do is visit YouTube and cringe as Narendra Modi, who once said that Indians were ashamed of being Indian until he came along, envelops one foreign leader after another in a desperate, needy bear hug.

Anyhow, we South Asians 바카라�get바카라� the British. Some of us, at any rate. We바카라�ve been studying them for two and a half centuries, so it바카라�s hardly surprising that we바카라�ve finally figured them out. We understand why they need Churchill. But why do the Americans so adore him?

My guess is, having elected, much to their surprise, a lunatic as the most powerful man on the planet, a man who boasts of 바카라�his바카라� nukes being bigger than Kim Jong-un바카라�s, a man who could actually be crazy enough to unleash a nuclear warhead on millions, the Americans are sorely missing a time when the white man did something right. And in the Anglo-Saxon imagination, doing something right usually involves fighting a 바카라�just바카라� war against a great evil. Martin Luther King and his non-violence might get a movie or two (I watched Selma (2014), which I loved), but he was black. Plus, the best way a nation whose military budget equals that of the rest of the world combined can바카라�t conceive of greatness in any terms other than mass slaughter.

This, of course, won바카라�t be the last Churchill movie. I won바카라�t be seeing those either. Personally, if I have to sit through another movie that glorifies a war leader, I바카라�d much rather watch Harry fight Voldemort. Harry is, after all, brilliant, thoughtful, and morally courageous. And I know that the corpses, whether ­onscreen or off screen, are all fictional.

(Madhusree Mukerjee is the author of Churchill바카라�s Secret War: The British Empire and the Ravaging of India During World War II, Penguin India)