Many other reviewers have already written at length about the bromance, the backdrop of Gujarat, and the two mammoth events that surround Abhishek Kapoor’s sophomore act – Kai Po Che . But it would be completely unfair if we were to sum up Kai Po Che with just that outline. Based on Chetan Bhagat’s Three Mistakes Of My Life, Kai Po Che offers so much more that even on my best attempt, I feel the inadequacy of my embrace. I have already attempted to write this review, and then had to re-write it a few more times. I found myself at loss of words when I tried to sum up my thoughts on a movie so rich, and profound, that it only led me to a never-ending sea of ideas that I kept rediscovering.
Kamal Hassan’s terrorist ass kicking magnum opus Vishwaroop has been doing the rounds for all the wrong reasons. Let me begin with this; it didn’t offend me at all. And to all those dumb-nuts shouting for their 15 seconds of fame to ban this, what is your problem ? Did you have a problem with an Indian muslim going underground to mingle with the Taliban? Or was it Kamal Hassan’s choice of Kathak over BharatNatyam, or his hair-style that left you cold? Leaving all the controversy hoopla aside, does the movie add up to all the hype? After all, even though Kamal Hassan has been a big sensation down south, this is an actor who is way past his prime. And I say that even after being a big fan of his work. Vishwaroop does get quite a few things right, but there’s a lot to chew here, and most of it is bland.
WARNING: This review has some spoilers.
I am pretty vocal about my dislike for everything Sajid Khan. He is an intelligent man, and I do get his Bollywood fandom completely (which is evident from his TV shows – Ikke Pe Ikka, and the other one which used to air on Sony India). But when it comes to his movies, they are completely not my cup of tea. Heyy Babyy and the two Housefull movies (with help from Rohit Shetty’s flying cars) have collectively recreated the dumbed down 90s of Bollywood. And now, Khan has taken up the big task of reviving the Ooty Production of the 80’s upon himself. The Jeetu white trousers, the matkas, the saris, the apsara bikinis, and bazillion background dancers – what the hell could that be? But of course, it is Himmatwala.
There is no reason why I should be remotely excited about a remake of a movie that I did not like in the first place. Jeetendra’s epileptic dance routines, and hyper-melodrama storylines that consisted of premarital pregnancies, Shakti Kapoor, and terrible background score; all of that is just the recipe for a quintessential 80’s movie – an era long gone (and for good). Would that old (and stomach churning) wine serve well in a new bottle?
From the trailers so far, things look pretty meh! And the font looks like the designer picked up MS Word, and vomited out something on WordArt. Pfft! Here are ..
10 things About The Himmatwala Trailer
The name Yash Chopra is synonymous to opulence, grandiose and all flavours of larger-than-life characteristics which cannot be in any way consumed through a real-life lens. This has what has come to be known as the “YRF school of cinema“. But it is sad that a prolific director of Yash Chopra‘s stature, a man who has given us the likes of Waqt, Deewar, Kaala Pathhar and Chandni, be dwarfed by the above mentioned limiting definition. Yes, the man also gave us Dil To Pagal Hai – a movie he directed in his mid 60’s, about the yuppy Indian youth, all singing and dancing and free as a bird, and it still remains a personal favourite.
So why does Jab Tak Hai Jaan, a movie which emulates the same “formula”, and in some ways, mashes up DTPH with Veer Zara, feel overtly boring, lost, and almost impotent ? This movie is of two halves, the first trying desperately to be cool, and make its mid-40s male lead into a 25 year old hipster. The second half transforms the same male lead into a broody and stubbled version, loaded with Enfield bikes, no armour anti-bomberman badass superhero. And joining the two are two stupid accidents. The catch here is, there’s no Nirupa Roy to provide the emotional connect.
This is not a post to bad-mouth Yash Chopra, the filmmaker whose work speaks for itself. I am extremely fond of most of his filmography, but sadly, JTHJ is not the perfect swan song by a mile and a half. So hold on to your hate mails. After the jump, some specific plot points will be discussed. SPOILER WARNING.