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Rajshri Entertainment's 'Paani' makes a splash with 25 Awards, crowned Best Film of the Year
Rajshri Entertainment has made a remarkable entry into the Marathi film industry with its debut production, 'Paani'. Collaborating with Purple Pebble Pictures and Kothare Vision Pvt. Ltd., Rajshri Entertainment has already etched its name in history with this critically acclaimed film.
Directed by Adinath Kothare, 'Paani' is inspired by the life of Hanumant Kendre, known as the 'Jaldoot' (water messenger) of Marathwada. More than just a biopic, the film delivers a powerful and poignant message about the importance of water conservation. 'Paani' has garnered an impressive 25 prestigious awards at both national and international levels, including top honors for Best Film and Best Director, solidifying its position as one of the most talked-about and lauded Marathi films of the year.
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A Cascade of Accolades
Even before its theatrical release, 'Paani' received the 66th National Film Award for Best Feature Film on Environmental Conservation. Adinath Kothare was also honored with the Best Actor award at the New York Film Festival.
The film continued its winning streak at various renowned award ceremonies like Filmfare Awards,Zee Chitra Gaurav Awards, Radio City Cine Awards Marathi, Ma. Ta. Sanman, and NDTV Marathi Awards.
Director's Gratitude and Availability
Expressing his gratitude, director Adinath Kothare stated, 'The credit for this success goes to the entire team and the audience. I am wholeheartedly thankful for the love showered upon us by the viewers. My sincere thanks also go to Neha Barjatya, Priyanka Chopra Jonas, Dr. Madhu Chopra, and Siddharth Chopra, whose collaboration made all of this possible.'
For those who missed the opportunity to watch 'Paani' in cinemas, the film is now available on Amazon Prime Video in both Marathi and Hindi. Despite its social theme, 'Paani' is lauded for its excellent blend of entertainment, music, and stellar performances.
Stellar Cast and Crew
Directed by Adinath Kothare, 'Paani' features a powerful star cast including Adinath Kothare, Rucha Vaidya, Subodh Bhave, Rajit Kapur, Kishore Kadam, Nitin Dixit, Sachin Goswami, Shripad Joshi, and Vikas Pandurang Patil.
The story for the film was penned by Nitin Dixit and Adinath Kothare. The producers are Neha Barjatya, the late Rajat Barjatya, Priyanka Chopra Jonas, and Dr. Madhu Chopra, with Mahesh Kothare and Siddharth Chopra serving as co-producers.
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