Showing posts with label Shagird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shagird. Show all posts

Saturday, March 24, 2012

REVIEW 126: AGENT VINOD


Release date:
March 23, 2012
Director:
Sriram Raghavan
Cast:
Saif Ali Khan, Kareena Kapoor, Adil Hussain


Agent Vinod is not one of those films that has made me angry. Such feelings are reserved for jewels like Ram Gopal Varma ki Aag and Mani Ratnam ka Raavan. But methinks indifference is sometimes worse than anger, and that one word sums up my reaction to this film.
Saif Ali Khan plays the Research and Analysis Wing’s secret agent Vinod who is on a mission to stop a nuclear bomb from being detonated in India. During the course of this assignment, he meets a lady played by Kareena Kapoor whose identity I shall keep under wraps for the benefit of those of you who intend to watch this film. The movie moves frenetically from country to country, and again I shall not tell you where or why because that’s really not the point in spy thrillers such as this one.
What is the point then? Well, when I go for films in this genre I know what I’m looking for: lots of suspense with clever twists at every turn and/or action scenes so brilliant that I can forgive the juvenility of the plot and the mumbo jumbo mouthed by its primary characters. If the film gives me anything beyond that I’m dumb struck with gratitude because that’s all I want from my James Bonds, MIs and Die Hards. And that’s really all I was looking for in Agent Vinod.

It’s hard to tell why this film didn’t work though. Because it does seem like it’s trying very hard to achieve that pace that is so essential to films of its ilk. Vinod is in a new geographical location almost every time you bat an eyelid. But there is a difference between actual grandeur and pretensions to it, between actual pace and an attempt at it. And somehow Agent Vinod never seems to rise above seeming as though it’s really trying hard to be a Bond.

The main problem lies with the screenplay that invests little in its central character. Early on, Vinod’s wry humour is actually quite entertaining. But that gets buried half way through the film when stylish shots and an attempt at suspense take over. In a few scenes towards the beginning, the man is given lines with allusions to famous Hindi films. But instead of persisting, the writer seems to have forgotten this quirk after a while. Now there’s a hook that could have been explored to give Vinod some heft … you know, like Rusty’s food obsession in Ocean’s 11? Writer-director Tigmanshu Dhulia, who is currently being toasted for Paan Singh Tomar, had tried it to good effect in his 2011 film Shagird. With all its flaws, I do remember Shagird for its tough cop Nana Patekar’s film fixation, with every major plot point being defined by a Hindi classic that either he or some other character is watching at that point.

In contrast, there’s nothing in particular about Saif’s Vinod that is of recall value. This is especially disappointing because director Sriram Raghavan’s earlier team-up with the actor gave us one of Saif’s finest performances to date – in Ek Hasina Thi where he played a suave, smooth talking, heartless, sophisticated, urbane, urban crook. To my mind, Saif’s ability to play that guy and the sweet, laidback city-boy-in-love in Hum Tum and the personification of unmitigated evil in Omkara’s rural setting makes him the most versatile actor of his generation in Bollywood. Yet, both director and actor have failed to invest any degree of memorable-ness in Agent Vinod’s international espionage story. In fact in several scenes in this film, Saif comes across as a little boy playing a game of cops-and-robbers, not a global spy.

The writing is not just ineffective in its attempts at suspense, it’s also surprisingly lazy in places. Think about it – a spy knows that his arch enemy recognizes him and yet he deliberately walks into a room where that man is talking to his stooges; a woman needs to hide her identity from the film’s villains but she still voluntarily performs a very public mujra for them … Why? Because there was a compulsion to give the heroine a big song-and-dance routine that would showcase her beauty and dancing skills?

The film has a few positives. Clearly a lot of money has been invested in travel and cinematography. Some of the multiple locations are quite stunning, and I particularly enjoyed that single aerial shot that introduces us to New Delhi with her glorious mix of concrete, traffic, people and greenery. Kareena looks glamorous and brings a certain earnestness to her performance. And hopefully Agent Vinod has brought Assamese actor Adil Hussain on to the national radar. Hussain is the hottie who plays the film’s bad guy. Having seen him on the Delhi stage in a very nice play called Othello A Play in Black and White, I can assure you that he deserves better than what we’ve seen him do so far in Hindi films (you may remember him make a brief appearance as Vidya Balan’s husband in Ishqiya). Not that his role in Agent Vinod is very challenging, but it does give us enough of the man’s extremely attractive presence to remember.

A word about the music … Agent Vinod boasts of two lovely songs. The aforesaid mujra may be illogically placed in the plot but it’s lavishly shot and the tune is so catchy that I know I would love it as a standalone video. Likewise, it’s fun to see Saif do a Christopher Walken in Pyaar ki Pungi, but this song too is out of place with the end credits, considering the grimness of the circumstances that Vinod has just emerged from.

The issue with Agent Vinod is that it’s trying to achieve a certain coolth but falls flat on its face in the face of impactless writing. It’s slick but not so slick as to take your breath away. It’s got action but not so much as to obscure its other limitations. It’s not chilling enough or for that matter enough of anything in particular. I didn’t hate it, but 48 hours after I watched it, I already remember little about it. This is sad, of course, because director Sriram Raghavan is clearly a man cut out for the thriller genre – Ek Hasina Thi (with Saif and Urmila Matondkar) was chilling and suspenseful; his Johnny Gaddaar (with Neil Nitin Mukesh and Dharmendra) was edgy and fast paced. I think I’ll just pretend that Agent Vinod did not happen and wait for Raghavan to make amends in his next film.
Rating (out of five): **

Photograph courtesy: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agent_Vinod_(2012_film)

Saturday, May 21, 2011

REVIEW 44: SHAGIRD

Release date:
May 13, 2011
Director:
Tigmanshu Dhulia 
Cast:
Nana Patekar, Mohit Ahlawat, Rimi Sen, Zakir Hussain


If Shagird had been released about 15 years back, it might have had a stronger impact. This story of a corrupt policeman who gets caught up in the circle of violence and corruption that he cashes in on, has enough meat to sustain itself through its two-hours-plus running time. The problem is that in the past decade-and-a-half, we’ve seen so many gritty thrillers about the nexus between criminals, cops and politicians that it would take something earth-shatteringly different for a film to grab our attention and stay with it. Shagird doesn’t break too much new ground and is terribly unrealistic in parts. But it does give us Nana Patekar playing one of the quirkiest Hindi film policemen that I’ve seen in a while. His character is what makes this film worth watching.

Hanumant Singh (Patekar) is an openly corrupt officer in the Delhi Police’s Crime Branch. He thinks nothing of gunning down a room full of drug dealers and their buyers who walk in shortly afterwards, so that he can walk away with both the prized narcotics and the money that would have paid for it. When Mohit Kumar (Mohit Ahlawat) enters the force, he is shocked to witness this brazen loot taking place in the name of policing. Hanumant, incidentally, is a flunkie of senior neta Rajmani Singh (Zakir Hussain) who is on the verge of becoming the Union External Affairs Minister. Mohit happens to be in love with TV journalist Varsha Mathur (Rimi Sen) who is tracking Hanumant. The action heats up when Rajmani’s associate Bunty Bhaiyya (Anurag Kashyap) is imprisoned and three journalists are abducted by unknown elements demanding the release of a couple of notorious terrorists and Bunty in exchange for them. Who are these mysterious kidnappers? Is there anyone Rajmani will not sacrifice to achieve his goals? Will Hanumant stop at nothing to increase his bank balance? And is Mohit a worthy disciple to Hanumant? The answers to these questions are what Shagird is all about.

First let’s talk about Patekar. It has to be said that the man has been repeating himself unrelentingly for years now – every dialogue spoken in the same casual undertone, his real-life personality suiting the roles he’s been cast in much more than the actor moulding himself to any character. This marriage of actor and role is what made him ideal for a film like Taxi No. 9211. Then in a crazy, OTT film like Welcome, he explored new territory, discovered a funny bone and surprised us all. In Shagird, he sinks his teeth into a role after a long time, lends little touches to the character that make him delightful (Hanumant washes his hands with mineral water after peeing on the roadside) and seems to be having a jolly good time while he’s at it. The casualness with which Hanumant commits his crimes is now old hat for Hindi film goers (most recently, we had the incredible Mr Irrfan Khan taking crime to a whole new level of cool in Yeh Saali Zindagi). What’s amusing and entertaining about Hanumant though is the manner in which every misdeed is played out against the backdrop of his passion for food and his obsession with old Hindi film music. At one point, he has just bumped off a colleague who had been assigned to shoot him. By the time the dead man’s puppeteer phones a few minutes later, Hanumant is calmly stuffing himself with gol guppas not many metres away from where the body lies. In another scene, as he waits to swoop down on a bunch of goons, he notes with interest that they’re  watching a Nutan-Dev Anand classic on TV; when they switch channels to Emraan Hashmi mouthing Himesh Reshammiya’s Jhalak dikhla ja, Hanumant’s temper flares and he mows them down. Towards the end, that wry sense of humour does get stretched a bit, but not so much as to kill the experience of the preceding two hours for us.

Patekar gets a mixed bag of actors to work with in Shagird. Ram Gopal Varma’s discovery Mohit Ahlawat is still a tad too beefy and expressionless to be convincing. Zakir Hussain is as real as he usually is. Anurag Kashyap seems to be enjoying himself while testing his acting chops in the middle of a flourishing career as a writer-director – he lent a creepy air to the paedophile stepdad he played in Onir’s I Am just recently, and is effectively cocky and despairing by turns in Shagird. Rimi Sen is a natural actress but has done shockingly little research for this role. No Ms Sen, female political/daily news journalists in India do not usually wear strapped and halter-necked tops on their reporting assignments!

The beauty of director Tigmanshu Dhulia’s unheralded debut film Haasil (2003) was that in the middle of a wave of underworld flicks from Bollywood, he took a gangster story and transported it to Allahabad University to give us a unique and extremely realistic crime-on-campus caper. In the past 15 years or so, for dedicated film followers brought up on Ram Gopal Varma’s classics Satya and Company, Sudhir Mishra’s Iss Raat ki Subah Nahin, Ramu’s Sarkar and Sarkar Raj, and Once Upon A Time in Mumbaii, Shagird does not have that much that’s new to offer, in spite of Patekar’s eccentric crookish cop act. So let’s chalk out a balance sheet here. Assets: Patekar’s Hanumant Singh and the fun of catching snatches of Tere ghar ke saamne, Waqt ne kiya kya haseen sitam and other old film songs playing in the background throughout the film. Liabilities: the lack of novelty, some unconvincing twists in the end (why exactly did Mohit lie about his girlfriend?) and the stretch of imagination that requires us to believe, among so many other things, that a potential Exernal Affairs Minister would shoot a known crook in Central Delhi in the daytime in his own car and keep the body there while he drives to Parliament.

So I guess what I’m saying is that if you are in an undemanding, unquestioning mood, you could give Shagird a shot … for Hanumant Singh alone.

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

CBFC Rating:                       A without cuts
Running time:                        128 Minutes
Language:                              Hindi