The Namesake is adapted from Jhumpa Lahiri’s debut novel of the same name by director Mira Nair (Monsoon Wedding, Vanity Fair). The movie explores the clash of cultures within a family as Indian-born parents raise their children in America. Gogol, the namesake of the title, is the son of Ashoke and Ashami Ganguli whose marriage was arranged by their parents. His naming is itself a product of the culture clash, as the American requirement to have a name on a birth certificate catches the Gangulis by surprise. Ashoke chooses “Gogol” from the 19th-century Russian-language writer Nikolai Gogol from what is now Ukraine. Gogol’s writings have special meaning for Ashoke and he eventually tries to communicate this to his son who has found the name more a source of embarrassment in American schools than of pride.
The movie moves between India and America, and focuses on Gogol Ganguli’s rebellion against his parents’ customs through an eventual accommodation. But it is also about the adjustments made by Ashoke and Ashami. Ashami in particular finds it hard to relate to her completely American children, while Ashoke has a more relaxed attitude and seems confident that his children and his wife will be okay in their adopted country. Nair’s direction gives a strong sense of place to both American suburbia and the overpopulated cities of India. The disconnect between the cultures is palpable and it drives home just how much adaptation is needed by those who immigrate to a foreign country.
May I add my 2 cents? It is not only the adaptation that we, immigrants, have to make, it is also the gap between our own culture and the one of our children. As immigrants, we have to break from our world twice. The first time when we try to adapt to our new environment and the second when we realize that our children are Americans with almost no connection to our own childhood, our own background. Mira Nair shows that gap in a family that is tolerant, she does not dwell on the crisis that it can create. We, immigrants, abandoned our roots when we left our country and re-live this abandonment when our flesh and blood do not understand us.
I really enjoyed this movie – and I agree with Anne-Marie. The gap between the immigrants and their children was as big as between them and the country they had moved to. Although Ashira made a good life for her children, I was not surprised that in the end she returned to India. On the other hand, I think it was her years in America that made her able to pursue her new life on her terms…
The movie started a lot of thinking.