Showing posts with label Anju Kurian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Anju Kurian. Show all posts

Saturday, November 16, 2019

REVIEW 748: JACK & DANIEL

Release date:
November 15, 2019
Director:
S.L. Puram Jayasurya
Cast:


Language:
Dileep, Arjun Sarja, Anju Kurian, Saiju Kurup, Innocent, Ashokan, Suresh Krishna, Cameo: Peter Hein as himself
Malayalam with a spot of Tamil


A CBI officer is sent to Kerala to catch a thief. Daniel Alexander has a reputation for being the bete noir of the Mumbai underworld and since he is played by Tamil cinema’s action star Arjun Sarja, it goes without saying he throws a mean punch. His job is to ensnare Jack (played by Malayalam superstar Dileep), a Robin Hood-like Malayali who steals from the corrupt and wealthy to give to those suffering the consequences of their moral and financial corruption. The challenge for Daniel is that because Jack robs only black money, his victims never report their losses.

Daniel crisscrosses Kerala and Goa in pursuit of his designated prey. This journey takes us through Jack’s personal life, establishes him as a gem of a human being, shows Daniel being gradually drawn to this likeable bad guy on a mission and ultimately hints at the possibility of a sequel. 

Along that route we are given a lecture on how Indians do not treat Army veterans with respect – it is a measure of how ugly and aggressive the nationalism of Malayalam cinema’s northern counterpart Hindi cinema has become in recent years, that after overdosing on the latter’s insidious divisive effects for so long, I found this one-off sermon in a Malayalam film comparatively understated. It would be nice, for a change, to see an Indian film about the systemic mistreatment of Army veterans and their families that has nuance and does not sound like a tear-jerking preacher, but for now there is Jack & Daniel which is at least not crass and intentionally mischievous in this matter.

The title, obviously a play on the global alcohol brand, is an overstatement though. Jack & Daniel is far from intoxicating. A thief as a do-gooder and an affable thief duelling with an incorruptible cop have been done a million times before by cinema across the world, by Indian cinema at large, even specifically by Dileep himself, and this film has little by way of originality to contribute to the genres it occupies. It is neither clever enough nor pacey enough. The first half feels stretched, details of Jack’s schemes are glossed over and what little is revealed shows that his success is entirely reliant on the all-round stupidity of the public and those managing the establishments he targets. 

Apparently, cracking security systems in Kerala and Goa is a cakewalk. Sometimes, disguising yourself as a woman and either weeping or batting your eyelids before a man is all that is needed. 


The only woman with a respectable amount of screen time in Jack & Daniel is Anju Kurian’s Susmitha. At first she comes across as the staple young-woman-falling-for-a-man-played-by-a-much-older-male-actor prototype, later you realise the role has more substance than that, but in a scene of confrontation with Jack she ultimately turns out to be a lightweight whose only purpose in the film is to make the hero look smart. Mission accomplished.

Its man-centricity apart, Jack & Daniel picks up post-interval when the screenplay has the protagonists playing off each other instead of showing them operate in separate spaces as they largely do in the first half. Dileep and Sarja have decent chemistry between them and unlike Susmitha, at least Daniel is not shown to be an ass just to convince viewers that Jack is a genius. Add some above-average action and chases, and in the second half Jack & Daniel becomes tolerable fare.

Like the film itself, the actors are all okay – neither brilliant nor insufferable. With one exception. Saiju Kurup as a senior Kerala cop, DySP Phillipose, displays exceptional comic timing that overrides the silliness of some of the situations his character finds himself in. For the nth time it must be asked: why does the Malayalam film industry not see that this man is hero material? 

It must also be asked: what on earth inspired Jack & Daniel’s tacky Peter Hein cameo with its tributes to Pulimurugan, Madhuraraja and Baahubali? And why on earth did the reputed action director agree to feature in such a superfluous, truly idiotic scene?

In the hands of cinematographer Sivakumar Vijayan, Goa and Kerala look glossy in Jack & Daniel – pretty but lacking any individuality and character. Vijayan chooses to capture both states in extreme long shots, aerial and other frames that somehow paper over their distinctive features. The result: attractive visuals that could have been achieved by travelling to any of a million spots in the world and not particularly here. 

That is more or less the story of this film too: it lacks personality, it is forgettable, but in a year that has subjected us to the excruciating agony of watching Mikhael and Kalki, it at least offers some tolerable  timepass. 

Rating (out of 5 stars): 1.75

CBFC Rating (India):
U 
Running time:
155 minutes 

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Sunday, November 6, 2016

REVIEW 444: KAVI UDDHESHICHATHU?


Release date:
Delhi: November 4, 2016. Kerala: October 8, 2016.
Director:
Thomas Liju Thomas
Cast:

Language:
Asif Ali, Biju Menon, Narain, Anju Kurian, Sija Rose, Saiju Kurup, Lena
Malayalam


(Caveat: This review is filled with spoilers. The film does not deserve any better.)

It could have been an inspirational story of a battle of unequals in the sporting and social arenas. Instead it turns out to be the most appalling, misplaced contemporary bow to The Mahabharat since Yudhishthir bet Draupadi away in a game of dice. 

Thomas Liju Thomas’s Kavi Uddheshichathu? features actors Asaf Ali – who is also one of the film’s producers – and Narain playing Jimmy and Bosco, both volleyball-crazed denizens of a place called Allimoola in Kerala. Jimmy and Bosco have been enemies from their schooldays. As it happens, Bosco is secretly in love with Jimmy’s widowed sister (Sija Rose), who in turn has been resisting her mother’s well-meaning efforts to get her remarried. Meanwhile, Bosco’s sister Jasmine (Anju Kurian) returns to the village. Jimmy instantly falls for this beautiful woman who was his classmate as a child.

The film gambols along seemingly aimlessly in the first half, recounting a set of disparate events in Jimmy’s life in a slightly confusing fashion that is boring despite the occasional bouts of humour. There is too much happening in those scenes, too many characters are introduced and the direction is loosely handled. The light-hearted tone freezes at one point in a game of revenge. It ends in Jimmy and Bosco ranging their volleyball teams against each other in a local tournament with their female siblings being the stakes they’re playing for. Jimmy is promised Jasmine’s hand in marriage if his team wins the tourney, never mind that she has already spurned his romantic overtures. If Bosco wins, he will marry Jimmy’s sister.

I kid you not. This bet is the lynchpin of the story, and the two men’s proprietorial attitude towards the women in their families does not cause a single eyebrow to be raised in disapproval in the entire community. Instead, Allimoola is all agog with interest, not fury.

The R rating for films in the US stands for “Restricted”. We need to get our very own R rating in India: R for Repulsive. What other word can be used to describe a film in 2016, which is amused by two men who think it fit to gamble away their sisters’ lives?

Asif Ali’s innate charm, Biju Menon’s comic timing in his part as Jimmy’s team coach Minnal Simon who appears only in the second half, Saiju Kurup’s magnetism in a brief role as the rival team’s coach Noble Jacob who has a history with Jimmy, little Allimoola’s prettiness, that chilling confrontation between man and snakes in an unexpected setting (in a self-referential ode to the acclaimed short film Remaniyechiyude Namathil that regular Malayalam film buffs will get), the comparative tightness of the post-interval portion which is a marked contrast to that all-over-the-place first half, are all overshadowed by this preposterous, regressive premise.

Jimmy’s attitude and behaviour towards Jasmine are already disturbing before the bet is placed. It is bad enough that he follows her down lonely country roads, but worse happens. As with so many films produced by Mollywood, her rejection of the hero’s advances becomes immediate cause for him and his friends to label her an arrogant snob. Kavi Uddheshichathu? goes many steps further than the average Mollywood flick though: not only do Jimmy and gang get belligerent with her, they even threaten her. All this is treated as perfectly normal by a narrative that views Jimmy with sympathy.

Team Kavi Uddheshichathu? probably felt there is sufficient compensation for this extreme misogyny in an early scene where the men are chided by one of their own friends for discussing Jasmine cheaply. Nothing exemplifies the film’s disdain for women’s independence better than that final scene in which Lena – playing a businesswoman called Gladys who is feisty till that point – is shown taking off on the backseat of her mobike with Minnal Simon who has been eyeing her ever since they met.

Feminine love, you see, means that a woman who has been riding a motorbike all her life will hand you the keys, vacate the driver’s seat for you and ride pillion as a symbolic gesture of her submission to you. What the heck is wrong with you, Mollywood?!

Rating (out of five): *

CBFC Rating (India):
U
Running time:
137 minutes

This review has also been published on Firstpost: