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Friday, September 9, 2016

REVIEW 426: BAAR BAAR DEKHO


Release date:
September 9, 2016
Director:
Nitya Mehra
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Language:
Katrina Kaif, Sidharth Malhotra, Sarika, Ram Kapoor, Sayani Gupta, Rohan Joshi, Taaha Shah Badusha
Hindi


The concept of an individual getting a glimpse of their future and coming back in time to correct the present has been repeatedly visited by Hollywood. It has not, however, been explored in contemporary Hindi commercial films so when Delhi boy Jai Varma (Sidharth Malhotra) wakes up one day after a fight with his fiancée Diya Kapoor (Katrina Kaif) to find himself fast forwarded in time and place to their honeymoon in Thailand, it is natural to expect an unconventional film.

And in the first half, that is what director Nitya Mehra’s Baar Baar Dekho is.

“With the benefit of hindsight” is how we often preface discussions about lessons learnt from our past. Imagine though having this “benefit of hindsight” in your today, in the moment, in your here and now? That is what Jai gets and for the initial one hour of the film, his confusion, his regret over his mistakes, his desperation to return and fix what he messed up, and the suspense over how this will all turn out are enjoyable. His attack of commitment phobia in the beginning is abrupt and therefore unconvincing, but excusable because what follows is intriguing for a while.

Then the curse of the second half strikes.

Mehra, who seems so assured pre-interval, seems not to know how to keep her film going. The constant back and forth is fun pre-interval, but in the second half it becomes tiresome. And with the writing just skimming over Diya’s character, Jai’s fight to keep her in his life ultimately becomes his fight, not ours.

At several crucial points in the film, Diya asks Jai why he loves her and his changing response is projected as a marker of his evolution as a person, yet not once does he ask her why she loves him. She is, after all, not conceived as a three-dimensional human, but as Jai’s sprightly childhood friend who grows up to be his sprightly adult lover, no more. The writing (story by Sri Rao, screenplay by Rao, Mehra herself and Anuvab Pal) gets so involved in the business of time travel that it invests less and less in character development, thus gradually making both Jai and Diya – especially Diya – people who are unworthy of our emotional involvement and time.

Still, the film is not without merit. Kaif and Malhotra both look stunning. She remains a limited actor, but it is only fair to say that she is becoming more at ease in front of the camera with each passing film. Malhotra is a fine actor in possession of perhaps the most sensitive pair of eyes among the Hindi  film heroes of his generation. He does his best to make something of the written material at hand here.

The strong supporting cast includes the ever-reliable Sarika as Jai’s mother and Ram Kapoor as Diya’s father. Their characters get the same cursory treatment accorded to Diya in the script, which gives them very little space to display their acting chops. Both are mere devices to facilitate Jai’s story rather than being individuals in their own right. The only satellite characters written with some degree of depth are Raj (Rohan Joshi) and Chitra (the feisty Sayani Gupta from Margarita With A Straw), but neither actor makes a mark here.

The real star of Baar Baar Dekho is its top-notch production quality. Hindi films rarely get ageing make-up right, but this one does. Mark Coulier, Natasha Nischol and the rest of the prosthetics and make-up team (along with the lighting and camera departments) deserve kudos for their work on Malhotra and Kaif. The film has been shot in Scotland, India and Thailand, and cinematographer Ravi K. Chandran turns every frame into a work of art, starting with that early moment when a tree fills the screen, the camera casually moves behind it and then returns to give us our first view of a young Kaif leaning against it. Spectacular.

The songs are unobtrusively woven into the narrative. Kaala chasma accompanying the closing credits has foot-tapping appeal, but it is not half as hot within the film as it is as a standalone video.

For a film that aims at being a philosophical commentary on living in the present, focusing on the small joys of life and not resting your entire existence on a future you do not know, Baar Baar Dekho ends up being very limited in its exploration of this point and others. In fact it needs to be said that it is not half as rebellious as it seems to consider itself. Certainly it is unusual to see a Hindi film in which a hero apologises to his fiancée/girlfriend/wife (Sultan too did that recently – surprise surprise); it is just as unusual to see a husband point out that his career decisions affect his wife as much as they affect him and he has no right to make up his mind about some things without consulting her. Yet ultimately, a man who could not bring himself to accept financial support from his wife’s father at the start ‘evolves’ into a man who still feels the need to underline his role as the provider who will set up a studio for his artist wife without pa-in-law’s monetary help. And in the end, the film becomes less about throwing ourselves completely into our present (good point, point taken) and more about underlining the essentiality of marriage as the natural goal of any romantic relationship. So what’s new?

Sadly then, Baar Baar Dekho does not have the courage or the questioning mind we saw in Shakun Batra’s Ek Main Aur Ekk Tu (2012) though both are Karan Johar productions.

Early in this film, Jai tells Diya that he wants more from life than their marriage, he wants a career which is unlikely to take off if he ties himself down to her. Because we see evidence all around us in real life that marriage ends or slows down most women’s professional journeys, we never discuss the possibility of it being a hurdle in the way of a man’s professional dreams. After all, most wives follow their husbands wherever they are transferred, manage the home and children so that he can bag that next promotion and that next pay hike, and let their own ambitions take a backseat? It was curious to see a man expressing a fear we usually expect from a woman. This was an idea worth exploring but falls by the wayside as the film trundles along to a socially acceptable conclusion that would please a conservative audience.

If I had the power to go back in time and any power over Team Baar Baar Dekho, I would cajole or bully them into rewriting the second half of their script. In the present though, in the here and now, this is a film that starts off well but fails to sustain itself.

Rating (out of five): **1/2

CBFC Rating (India):
UA
Running time:
141 minutes 

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Friday, April 22, 2016

REVIEW 384: SANTA BANTA PVT LTD


Release date:
April 22, 2016
Director:
Akashdeep
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Language:
Boman Irani, Vir Das, Vijay Raaz, Sanjay Mishra, Lisa Haydon, Ram Kapoor, Neha Dhupia, Johnny Lever, Vrajesh Hirjee, Ayub Khan, Guest appearances: Sonu Nigam, Vikas Bhalla and Manmohan Singh
Hindi


Santa Banta jokes are a national treasure. Their long survival is, in a sense, an ode to the country’s Sikhs who are among the few Indian communities with the ability to laugh at themselves (an image that terrorists and sections of the clergy have been consistently trying to undermine, ever since bombs were exploded in theatres showing Jo Bole So Nihaal in Delhi in 2005).

Hindi cinema has also been guilty of unfairly exploiting the Sikh sense of humour by lazily and unintelligently stereotyping ‘Sardars’ as belligerent loudmouths and buffoons even in spaces where laughter is not relevant. There’s a thesis begging to be written here. Suffice it to say for the purpose of this review that director Akashdeep’s Santa Banta Pvt Ltd comes to theatres bearing the burden of a formidable legacy.

The film stars Boman Irani and Vir Das as small-time crooks Santeshwar Singh and Banteshwar Singh from Patiala. The two are mistaken for a duo of renowned and skilled spies going by the nicknames Santa and Banta, and are consequently roped in by India’s RAW (Research and Analysis Wing) to solve the kidnapping of the country’s High Commissioner to Fiji, Shankar Roy (Ayub Khan). Since the agent responsible for the confusion – a guy called Arvind played by Vijay Raaz – cannot afford to admit to his faux pas, Santa and Banta are packed off to Fiji.

There they meet the ambassador’s wife Kareena S. Roy (Neha Dhupia who also plays the love of Santa’s life, Billo), the wealthy antiques trader Sonu Sultan (Ram Kapoor) who is also the Roys’ friend, a RAW agent called Akbar Allahabadi (Sanjay Mishra) who is Santa-Banta’s pointsperson in that country, an undercover RAW operative called Queenie Taneja a.k.a. QT (Lisa Haydon), a Nepalese underworld don (Johnny Lever) and the gangster Antonio Kapoor (Ranjeet).

The multiplicity of characters introduced in quick succession justifies the text plates flashing on screen with their names and photographs in the beginning. You might assume that confusion over who is who would be the risk this film runs. That ends up not being the problem at all. The problem Santa Banta Pvt Ltd ends up with is: who cares who is who?

It is perhaps illogical to expect better from a  film that takes itself so casually. When the opening Hindi voiceover speaks of “Hindu, Muslim, Isaai, Sikh”, the English words flashing on screen are “Hindu, Muslim, Catholic, Sikh” (umm, Catholics are only a sub-set of Christians). Actress-model Lisa Haydon’s name is spelt differently in the opening and end credits. And Ram Kapoor suffers from inexplicably inconsistent lighting and makeup – he is pink and perspiring in early scenes, after which his face seems to be cast in shadow. These are not crimes, as less finicky folk may point out, but they reveal a lackadaisical attitude towards the filmmaker’s own product which is bound to be in evidence in the rest of the film too.

And so it is. Irani and Das have personable personalities, good comic timing and the ability to let their hair down on screen. The film’s best scenes are the ones that bring them together and focus entirely on them. Oddly enough, the writers seem not to recognise that they and humour are Santa Banta Pvt Ltd’s USPs and end up spending too much time on a boring plot involving the High Commissioner that gives too much space to everyone and everything else.

Not that the rest of the cast do not deserve to be on camera. As you can see, they are a roll call of some of Hindi cinema’s best comedians. But good actors can do little when the script is so limited, and this one in any case has too little comedy and an abundance of nothingness. 

Take for instance the sub-plot involving the Nepalese gangster. For some reason the man keeps getting phone calls from a voice addressing him as Bahadur and asking him to open the gate. Wit that draws on community stereotypes require high-IQ writing to be effective. This one is unimaginative and irritating and yet is repeated ad nauseam. Besides, if Lever contorts his face and body on screen one more time in his career, I think I might scream. 

With Santa Banta Pvt Ltd, I was too busy keeping myself awake to summon up the energy to do so.

The film’s initial scenes feature the sort of wisecrack that regular Santa-Banta consumers know well. When they squabble over how to split Rs 1,000 between them, one of them suggests that they go 50-50. Okay, says the other, but what about the remaining Rs 900?

It’s the sort of light-hearted nonsense that should have filled the film. There’s simply not enough of it. Every 20 minutes or so, there is one really good, enjoyably silly joke (which proves the writers’ potential for this genre) and then – yawn, yawn, yawn – it is back to the dull grind. Considering that the film runs for about 113 minutes, that adds up to a total of approximately six jokes. Why?

Santa Banta also features too many noisy, unmelodious songs with redemption coming in the form of just one foot-tapping number, Machli Jal Ki Rani Hai sung by Sonu Nigam and Vikas Bhalla, both of whom make guest appearances to sing it.

Former prime minister Manmohan Singh also has a cameo of sorts in Santa Banta Pvt Ltd. Sadly for him, like the government he headed till 2014, there is little he can do to save this film.

Rating (out of five): *1/2

CBFC Rating (India):
UA
Running time:
113 minutes 

This review has also been published on Firstpost:



Friday, June 20, 2014

REVIEW 273: HUMSHAKALS


Release date:
June 20, 2014
Director:
Sajid Khan
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Language:
Saif Ali Khan, Riteish Deshmukh, Ram Kapoor, Bipasha Basu, Tamannaah Bhatia, Esha Gupta, Satish Shah, Chunkey Pandey, Darshan Zariwala
Hindi

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Remember how some schoolteachers would punish us for our mischief by making us write a sentence 10 / 50 / 100 times on a blackboard or in a notebook? Well, this is me punishing myself for being an incorrigible optimist in my self-inflicted job as a film critic.


Humshakals is as flat as cola from a bottle that’s been left open for a year. Read that clearly please: I didn’t say one day, or one month, or six months, but an entire year. The problem is not that it’s asinine (hey, asinine can sometimes be enjoyable!), but that it’s desperate – desperate to be hilarious, desperately imitative, desperate to hide the desperation of a team of writers (director Sajid Khan himself, Robin Bhatt and Akarsh Khurana) who have clearly run out of ideas.

This inexplicable mish-mash of Sajid’s own earlier films and other projects features a London-based billionaire Indian businessman called Ashok Singhania (Saif Ali Khan) who does terrible stand-up comedy as a hobby, his best friend and business associate Kumar (Riteish Deshmukh) and Ashok’s scheming uncle Kunwar Amar Nath Singh, the initials of whose name gives us the acronym Kans. This modern-day avatar of Lord Krishna’s evil uncle is played by Ram Kapoor. Kans Maama’s effort to cheat Ashok out of his empire is kneaded into a mix that includes two patients in a mental asylum who happen to be Ashok and Kumar’s look-alikes and namesakes, plus two gay men called Chinku and Pinku who undergo plastic surgery to look like Ashok and Kumar, in addition to two doppelgangers of Kans, one called Johnny who is an inmate of a home for the criminally insane and the other a Punjabi nightclub owner known as Balbir. Get that? Three Saifs, three Riteishes and three Rams.

The only Sajid Khan film in which a heroine mattered somewhat was Heyy Babyy starring Vidya Balan. That was seven years back. Since then all his films have featured women as mere showpieces who make brief appearances to wear sexy clothing, dance with the boys and fall for them. This film gives its ladies even shorter shrift – and possibly shorter skirts – than Housefull, Housefull 2 and Himmatwala did. And so Bipasha Basu in tiny tight outfits plays Ashok’s employee and Kumar’s girlfriend Mishti, Tamannaah Bhatia in tiny tight outfits is a reality show host and Ashok’s lady love Shania, and Esha Gupta in tiny tight outfits plays Dr Shivani Gupta who Ashok’s mentally ill lookalike is in love with. Whew! Never mind about the others, but it really feels sad to see a female star of Bipasha’s standing reduced to a curio with just a handful of lines in a film.

Someone should have told Team Humshakals that writing comedy – even slapstick comedy – requires imagination and intelligence; that the world’s best comedians require solid writing to back them. Saif and Riteish are comic aces on a good day but are remarkably unremarkable throughout this film. As for a fine actor like Ram… did someone tell him that commercial comedy is compulsorily shallow, low-IQ stuff?

Here is a representative sample of this tepid film’s terrible un-funniness: At one point, Kans Maama is trying to have sex with his lookalike who is dressed in drag. Meaning: the very large Ram Kapoor dressed as a woman… Aiyyoooo! When Kans pushes the reluctant ‘woman’ down on a bed, it breaks. She says with triumphant relief: Look, we can’t do anything since the bistar is broken! The man replies: But you are a bistar yourself. “Main bistar nahin, sister hoon,” she retorts. “Aur main sinister hoon,” says he, as he unbuttons himself. Huh? Meaning whaaaattt?

Of course this silly film features racial and other stereotypes much loved by Bollywood, all filled out by marginal characters in brief appearances: two small-sized men who are addressed as “Thapa (because of the shape of his eyes) aur uske Papa”, two gay men who are – but of course – effeminate and sexually obsessed, a Christian man called Albert who – but of course – is a drunk, and a chap called Srinivasan who speaks Hindi with Bollywood’s idea of a ‘Madrasi’ accent. There are jokes involving people in comas, those with serious disabilities, and pretty much anyone who is dealing with misfortune. Political incorrectness can be so much fun when it’s cleverly done. In the hands of talentless writers, it can be hurtful and offensive. Humshakals is neither of the above. It’s so bland, so loosely handled, so repetitive and so boring, that I wasn’t even offended.

The only genuinely amusing part of Humshakals is the fact that Sajid recycles tropes from his earlier films in an audaciously transparent fashion here. Was he assuming that we have poor memories? If Housefull had the song Papa jag jayega sung late at night in a castle by two young couples even as they tried to evade the sleepwalking father of one of the girls, Humshakals has Barbaad raat sung by two young couples in a castle late at night while a middle-aged mental asylum warden skulks around the building. Kumar even mouths a ‘joke’ that’s been used and re-used umpteen times elsewhere: Hamara bad luck kharaab chal rahaa hai. Uff! And then there’s the fact that the climax of Housefull was set in a British palace among a crowd of white-skinned foreigners, while the climax of Humshakals is set in the British House of Commons in the midst of – c’mon guess! – a crowd of white-skinned foreigners including Prince Charles!

Juvenility, you see, is not Humshakals’ only crime. Insipidity and lack of originality are its primary problems. What else does one say of a non-kids-film in which one of the ‘jokes’ is this name of a mental asylum in the UK: Lord Cray G. Mental Asylum. Double uff!

Before you assume that I’m being unnecessarily “intellectual” in my response to a deliberately mindless film, let me give you an idea of my minimal expectations from such comedies: unlike most of my fellow film critics, I actually had quite a bit of fun watching Housefull. Housefull 2 was offensive though. And Himmatwala was an unqualified disaster.

The best thing I can say about Humshakals is that it’s marginally better than Himmatwala.

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Rating (out of five stars): ½ star (this half star, because Himmatwala was worse)

CBFC Rating (India):

U/A
Running time:
155 minutes

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