“Bombay Begums” and the Missing Subtext

Billed as a feminist series, the Netflix show ends up serving standard Bollywood fare of wrongdoing and retribution.

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Pooja Bhatt as Rani in "Bombay Begums" (Netflix)

Poulomi Das


March 8, 2021


5 min

There’s a distinctly female gaze that writer-director Alankrita Shrivastava brings whenever she lends her name to a project. Her breakout feminist hit Lipstick Under My Burkha (2016) captured lightning in a bottle by foregrounding older female desire. The 55-year-old Usha (Ratna Pathak Shah) reads steamy paperbacks and lusts for a younger man, indulging in a display of sexuality at an age when women are typically considered asexual. In 2019, Shrivastava directed Dolly Kitty Aur Woh Chamakte Sitare, a Netflix film about two sisters that captured the minutiae of middle-class female existence. The movie was revolutionary in its suggestion that sexual dissatisfaction was a dealbreaker for a woman in any marriage.

In Bombay Begums, the glossy new six-part series that Shrivastava created, co-wrote (with Iti Agarwal and Bornila Chatterjee), and directed for Netflix, the filmmaker is once again telling a story about the smothered female existence. But there’s a change in setting, from the confines of a home to that of sprawling boardrooms, spaces effectively designed to facilitate the accomplishments of men. If her previous two outings revolved around small-town women whose lives are marked by a daily language of suppression, then Bombay Begums is a departure, focusing on seemingly empowered, urban women. And yet, despite the freedom afforded to them, these women are still suffering at the hands of a misogynistic society threatened by the idea of a woman in charge. With Bombay Begums, Shrivastava seeks to not only paint a portrait of the working Indian woman but also to reveal the costs of female ambition. 

But the series is unable to make a compelling watch out of its premise. The trouble with Bombay Begums is that it becomes a show that sounds better on paper than it translates on screen — it relies unhealthily on voiceover for exposition and plot twists for easy resolutions. Bombay Begums spoon-feeds its intentions to the point of exhaustion. 

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