Showing posts with label Emraan Hashmi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emraan Hashmi. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 June 2015

Film Review - Hamari Adhuri Kahani



 

Strained Relations  
Film: Hamari Adhuri Kahani
Cast: Emraan Hashmi, Vidya Balaan, Rajkummar Rao
Directed by: Mohit suri
Duration: 2 hrs 8 mins
Rating: *

Hamari Adhuri Kahaani which is supposedly based on the lives of Mahesh Bhatt’s parents, offers the most harrowing times at the cinema. We don’t know for sure what exactly happened to the people in real life, whether they actually suffered so much, but with this film, the audience certainly has. It is the kind of cinema that might prompt a teetotaler to go out and have a peg – a Patiala preferably. 

With the story written by Bhatt himself, there are some absolutely cringe worthy and archaic dialogues by Shagufta Rafique who is a regular in the Bhatt camp. The story is about two men in love with one woman and all three are miserable. Told in flashback, we have a single mother Vasudha (Vidya Balan) whose specialty is arranging flowers in a starred hotel. Her husband Hari (Rajkummar Rao) is missing from the scene and it turns out that he has become a ‘terrorist’ in the naxal area. He is the kind of guy who forced her to tattoo his name on her wrist because of their “saat janam ka rishta.” It is obvious that she has had enough of him in this janam itself but won't say so and suffer in silence.

Enter Aarav Ruparel (Emraan Hashmi), owner of more than a hundred luxury hotels around the world. Impressed with her floral and other skills, he offers her a job in Dubai. One thing leads to another and after a couple of depressing Jeet Ganguly / Arijit Singh songs and skirmishes, they fall in love. At one point, she even takes her bag and starts walking in the lonesome desert as if to save taxi fare to the airport. But just as things are about to look rosy for Ms. Floral, expectedly, her naxalite husband makes a comeback.

Not quite sure where there is more turmoil, in your head or on screen, as you watch watching the drama unfold.

The scenes look synthetic and you don’t feel sympathy to any of the characters either. But it is the painful dialogues (and words like miliqiyat, kaaynat) that take the cake. Aarav sounds more like a poet, not a particularly good one I would like to add hastily, than a rich entrepreneur. “Yeh phool humse kuch keh rahe hain” he declares stopping in his tracks as he is about to board a flight in a rush. A cop goes out of his way to help the lovers, why?  “Kyonki kaaynaat bhi sachche pyaar karne waalon ko milaane ki koshish karti hai.” Move over Paulo Coelho, we have our very own one here. ?

The only silver lining was Rajkummar Rao’s acting, he gives it his best shot. Vidya Balan is a fine actress but here, she has the lets-be-done-with-this-and-move-on look. 

The one word to describe Hamari Adhuri Kahani is, avoidable. 


Published in The Navhind Times on 14th June 2015

Saturday, 18 April 2015

Film Review - Mr. X


Very Hollow, Man

Film: Mr.X
Cast: Emraan Hashmi, Amyra Dastur
Directed by: Vikram Bhatt
Duration: 2 hrs 5 mins
Rating: *

Mr. X has been promoted as a science fiction and action film. Be assured, there is no science, no fiction, as for the action, you can give it a miss too.

Devoid of any logic or common sense, the screenplay treats its audience as someone who has a single digit I.Q.  It appears more like a project to test how much ludicrousness the viewers can take.

Emraan Hashmi plays Raghu, a works for the anti-terrorism department along with his fiancĂ© Siya (Amyra Dastur). He is set up and framed with the charge of killing the C.M. and the story doesn’t have plot holes, it has craters of the size than can be found on Mars.

After he is presumed dead, a rather distraught looking lady working in a lab discovers that there is some strange chemical reaction happening in his body and injects him with a serum that has not been tested and voila, he becomes invisible. He is seen though in sunlight and ultra violet light. Don’t expect any Arthur C. Clarke like explanation as to how and why that happens – this is a Bhatt production.

If you expect the script to get any sensible once he becomes the Hollow man, you are dead wrong, it only gets worse.

Towards the end, there is a memorable line which is uttered - the heroine is in the shower (she is shown there once before) when the invisible man joins her, she asks if those who cannot be seen need to have a shower, pat comes his reply – “jo log gayab hote hain unhe nahane ki nahin pyar ki zarrorat hoti hain” (Those who are invisible don’t need a shower,  they need love). 

I rest my case.

Published  in The Navhind Times, Goa on 19th April 2015

Saturday, 30 August 2014

Film Review - Raja Natwarlal




Who Con Tha

Film: Raja Natwarlal
Cast:Emraan Hashmi, Humaima Malick, Kay Kay Menon, Paresh Rawal
Directed by: Kunal Deshmukh
Duration: 2 hrs 21 mins
Rating: * *

Directed by Kunal Deshmukh, Raja Natwarlal is one of those films with an extremely improbable plot that relies completely on the final pay off.  The problem with taking the audience round in circles for over two hours is that no matter how smart the climax, it’s not easy to forget the parts that look contrived. Besides, I can’t think of another similar film in recent times where the heroine’s character was so irrelevant to the plot and yet she gets so much screen time.

Inspired by a host of films starting from The Sting, Oceans 11 to desi flicks like Khosla Ka Ghosla and Special 26, Emraan Hashmi plays Raja a conman who works with his partner (Deepak Tijori) and when he has the time and money, he courts a bar dancer (Humaima Malick). Like all small time guys, Raja wants to go for the kill – one big job that will settle his future. That mission goes wrong and he loses his partner. The money they stole belonged to ruthless Indian businessman Yadav (Kay Kay Menon) based in South Africa.

In a bid to seek vengeance, he meets Yogi (Paresh Rawal) an ex conman himself who assembles a team of like-minded con men and off they go to South Africa.

Turns out that Yadav is a big cricket fan, he even knows the weight of Sir Don Bradman’s bat which was used in the 1937 Ashes series. Raja and co. then hatch a plan to dupe him which is so complex and throws all logic and reason out of the window.

A few liberties are always taken in films but if it does too often you lose interest in the proceedings. Clearly the script writers relied too much on the revelation in the climax and ignored the plot points leading to it. Romance generally has very little scope in such film and here it is a mega-drag because too much importance is given to it. Add to it, the songs don’t’ help the already dampened spirit.

It’s a pity because with the right tweaking Raja Natwarlal could have been a nice little caper but ends up being a forgettable flick.