Review: Rashmi Rocket. Yeh toh phuski nikla re!

Rashmi Rocket on Zee5

The film stars: Tapsee Pannu as Rashmi Rocket and Priyanshu Painyuli as her husband Captain Gagan Thakur, Abhishek Banerjee as lawyer Eeshit Mehta, Manoj Joshi and Supriya Pathak as Rashmi's parents, and Varun Badola as Dilip Chopra the baddie Selector of the Indian Athletics League (or some such gormint sports association).

Watch it or skip it? 

It's a paint-by-numbers sports film with an athlete suing the sports body. Use the remote I say, fast forward to the court case because you like Supriya Pilgaonkar as 'Milady' erm... 'Your Honour!'

Ab Review karte hain, seriously: 

So little Rashmi beats all the boys in the village to capture a kite, People flying kites on the terrace are yelling 'Kai po che!'. People are wearing tie-die bandhani sarees and brightly coloured pugdis. Daddy Manoj Joshi encourages her to run like a rocket and never says no to her for anything. Mum Supriya Pathak runs a handicraft enterprise which looks like a lovely ad for an ideal village. 

Suddenly she has to defend a woman at the Panchayat whose husband beats her and won't apologise. Grown up Rashmi who now rides a motrobike is there beside her mum and as soon as the husband tries to drag the woman a minute after apologising, Rashmi hits him. 

But her job is to take tourists around the Rann. It's gorgeous to see miles of salty marshes, and I wish the story had taken advantage of Rashmi racing in our country's unique geographical feature. Remember the movie, The World's Fastest Indian' where Anthony Hopkins races the Indian bike in the Bonneville salt flats in Utah? The cinematography makes you go weak in the knees and dizzy in the head because you experience a kind of white out. What could have been her training ground, Rashmi Rocket just saves a chap from blowing up on a land mine. 

I'm like, they were just talking about snakes, yeh land mine kidhar se aaya?

Anyway, Rashmi runs faster than the nice looking hero who's brought two marathoners from the army to train in the salt flats. I guess they forgot about the training because she ran faster than them. But the hero is nice looking. 

The army camp (why is there a camp and not a proper cantonment? Have they been there ever since the earthquake and when Rashmi was a little girl? Who are they treating? But you like how Rashmi Rocket gets dressed and joins the celebrations where everyone is blindingly colourful. She flirts with the Captain and the nice guy dances the Dholi taaro dhol baaje type dance. 

I am super impressed already with Tapsee Pannu's super athletic body, so the dance number seems as out of place. But get on with the story! They didn't make Shah Rukh suddeny dance with the team in Chak De! Bring on the fast forward button, yo!

So then predictable stuff happens: Rashmi gets selected, runs so fast two of the girls are don't like her. Of course the one who hates her is the super urban, super jealous daughter of the main selector Dilip Chopra (bad dude Varun Badola, who looks like he hasn't slept for days). The jealous gal wonders if Rashmi takes performance enhancing drugs or if she's really a woman.

I'm like, 'Duuuuuude! You gave the plot away!'

After Rashmi wins lots of medals for India, the league whisks her away (knowing she's tired and exhausted) and makes her go through what is an alarming fifteen-twenty minutes of cinema. She's treated so horribly in the name of random testing that you realise that the film actually starts here. How many people are complicit in the testing and shaming conspiracy? Unbelievable!

The aftermath is predictable. News cameras and cops treating Rashmi horribly, villagers calling her 'Mardana', her mother and brothers protecting her...

Along comes lawyer Eeshit Mehta (it's Abhishek Banerjee in glasses, speaking Bangla even though he's Mehta) who tries to tell Rashmi that she should fight the ban. And why the ban is unfair to women athletes.

The court case when Rashmi decides to fight it is a great idea, but the execution seems too weak. Hearing the lawyer compare Rashmi's unfair advantage with naturally high testosterone with Michael Phelps who has an unfair advantage because of longer arms and legs or Usain Bolt's super muscle, is just so blah. 

It's weird to see a lawyer using a white marker (so convenient!) on the glass walls in the library and make notations in his diary and believe that he's doing research for Rashmi's case? Does he not own a laptop? Whatevs! He questions Dilip Chopra's daughter who was the champ before Rashmi showed up but he doesn't ask the most logical question: was she ever tested because of her great performance? 

And the fact that they use a predictable way to prove Rashmi is indeed a woman made me groan. Estrogen and testosterone high at the same time in the body? Whaaaaat kind of science is that? They drew so much blood from her during the tests, nothing showed up? I didn't just groan, I wondered if Bill Nye the science guy would upchuck his morning chai latte watching that!  

Suddenly I find myself looking at how honest the story in Mary Kom was (despite all the other problems). They did not hesitate in calling out the Boxing Federation. This film on the other hand is too chicken to even mention that the story is inspired by Dutee Chand who was banned because of her high testosterone levels. Why make a movie if you think the audience is stupid?

Is Ted Lasso really a hero? Or just comic relief?

The name of the show is Ted Lasso, but yaaron, for me, the heroes of the show turned out to be Rebecca and Keeley. 

Think about it. If you've read pundits that teach screenwriting, you know all about 'a hero's journey'. Critics too will expound on the importance of a valid 'character arc'. After I finished bingewatching both seasons of Ted Lasso, I sat down to write how much of a fun watch it was. But...

Even though Ted Lasso throws zingers a mile a minute, but the best lines came from Keeley. 'Fuck me, you're wonderful. Let's invade France.' Keeley says this when Rebecca shares her secret of how to create self confidence before facing people for Nate. Keeley starts out as a 'social media influencer' famous for doing nothing at all. You want to shake her for the bizarre fuckboi relationship she has with a narcissistic personality like Jamie, and then love her more when she takes on the grim, grunting Roy Kent. Keeley loves the little girl (Roy's niece) enough to get dressed and knock doors to find a dentist on Christmas eve. How many gorgeous women (who can carry that sexy santa outfit!) will do that? 

Her ability to laugh at herself and her many gigs (the hotel video!) is brilliant. Plus, like a true hero, she is happy to put Rebecca in front and even loves Rebecca's best friend who calls her Stinky. No green monster at all! When she cannot take Roy's constant looming presence, she tries all kinds of things to let him know gently because she could break his heart. She's so nice even Nate wants to kiss her! And Jamie wants her back. How many women do we know who boast of their many conquests at the drop of a hat. But not Keeley. She's just perfect. Her character grows from a groupie to the owner of a PR firm. If that's not a hero's journey, what else is? 

Rebecca, starts out as a villain who wants to ruin her ex-husband's happiness by grinding his footie team into the ground, turns your heart into a mush puddle when you realise that she has immense inner strength. The ex is shitty, the people who enabled her ex are still working for her (Higgins), the male dominated owners groups treat her shabbily, and she has to find joy in the unexpected success of her team. She doesn't give up and includes Ted Lasso in her Christmas giveaway. When she eats those cookie fingers, she makes you hungry (more than Nigella does when she puts food in her mouth). Plus she looks gorgeous. Imagine walking in her shoes. That's a heroic figure in more ways than one.   

Many bows to Hannah Waddingham who plays Rebecca and Juno Temple who is Keeley. 

Everyone is amazed how Jason Sudekis manages to be so positive and despite having a shitty personal life, learns to manage a team (sort of) by pop psyching everyone and everything.

That should have been a hero's arc, but despite being such a positive person, he reminds me of the Sun that comes out at the beginning of Teletubbies. He just shines and the Teletubbies do the rest.

He doesn't know anything about futbol, and by the end of the second season he hasn't learnt anything either. Coach Beard learns about the game more. The only thing positive Ted Lasso does is give them homilies: Believe. And that sort of wears off after a while. The lads know how to play, Ted takes Nate's play strategies and uses them, trusting the passion Nate has for the game. 

His positivity is very disarming, and funny, but I felt more for his wife who wanted to leave him but cried. It's like seeing someone's newborn baby. You are taken aback by the red crying mass, but coo over it. You cannot say, 'Oh my gawd it's ugly!' So you cannot say you are a tad put off by so much of Ted Lasso's happy positivity. It's great, but is it enough to make him the one and only hero? 

The Christmas party at the Higginses was just such a reminder of friends and family getting together before the Pandemic, that I was touched. He wonders how everyone was going to fit in his tiny home, and when everyone shows up, does, he's happy to sit and share his home! Bringing food when you go for a party is such a natural thing to do, and no one tries to outbid one another on who brought what and how much.

Everyone knows that Nate flips because he's being ignored, and that sounds like like they wrote this role for a ten year old. He literally says, 'You ignored me, so I'm going to take my strategies and go (to the other team).' 

Coach Beard, especially the extra episode that was written in because Apple wanted two more episodes, seems to be so needless. I like him as a sounding board for Ted, and how he just nods instead of speaking. But he's only propping Ted, and that feels hollow after a while. But I love his chess dates...

Sorry if I sound like someone who wants to find fault with niggly little things, and I cannot try to make you believe I'm not. But when everyone and their uncle make a show sound like the best thing since sliced bread, I watch the show with a certain defense mechanism kicking in. 

That confession done, perhaps it's time to look at how show after show has men who who are not exactly qualified to do the job given to them, get away because they're 'nice'. Ted Lasso is like Harry Potter, a wizard who gets saved first by his mum, then by his friends Hermione and Ron, Hagrid, Sirius Black and Dumbledore but the hero of the books? Harry Potter. I always wondered why he's so great if Hermione has to fix his broken glasses! 

Anyway. Much has been written about Ted Lasso being the best example of what and how men should be today. Sure, if I had to deal with Ted Lasso brand of chirpyness every day in real life, I would want something much, much stronger than tea. And if you still believe he's super funny, I am sure you believe JC was a white man with blue eyes.      

 

Review: Putham Pudhu Kaalai

On Amazon Prime Video

Five very melodramatic, very loud short films that could have worked even without the COVID theme.

Mini Review:

Why are we Indians so over the top in the drama department? Why do we need so much loud background score and music in every film we make? For a supposed 'films made during the pandemic', how and why were a camera crew inside the stories? Why are all these films so staged? Except for one film that touched me most - and that too did not have a direct connection to the pandemic - others seemed to be fake. Such a waste! 

Main Review:

I watched Social Distance which has 8 short films during the lockdown in America, and wrote about it on MoneyControl. Here is the link: 

Social Distance on Netflix 

When I was reviewing this, I realised that there were to be five Tamil short films on the Lockdown on Amazon Prime Video. Excited to watch our version, I watched the films as soon as they were released on saturday october 17.

It's already monday night (19th) and I'm struggling to understand why watching Social Distance was so much easier to watch and this was such a task. Social Distance had me feel for the characters, my cup of empathy overflowed. This made me feel too, but despair.

Pardon the comparison, but if they can use simple devices like cell phones and laptops to create eight wonderful films, why do we have an extensive editing of stories shot like they were shot like regular movies, with a camera crew et al? 

Why is it that Social Distance is able to use music gently and make films that offer emotions on a roller coaster, then we make films with choreographed dancing and singing and loud background music to tell stories?

The first story: 

An older man shoos off the household help because he has planned a naughty weekend with a lady friend. I have never wanted to slap anyone so hard as I did this very obviously grown up man literally going tee hee hee like a naughty child (i'm not even trying to say young man. 

So the premise is 'you make me feel young again' and the director turns the old man young again and the older woman into a young person. I mean how embarrassed are we to actually show an older man romancing an older woman? And why oh why do they have to dance to a song that says, 'Baby, baby!' And why are they drinking what looks like pomegranate juice gone cloudy?  

So lockdown is announced and they inadvertently get 21 days of privacy. But here we see them fighting about wet towels on the bed! Erm...

The film has one real moment when the woman admits: no one in my home has ever asked me if I wanted tea...

But the young couple needed a few tight slaps. How much overacting can you do in a short film?

The Second Story:

I loved this film, but it has nothing to do with being forced to stay indoors during the lockdown. A granddaughter comes to stay with grandpa. Why is she staying when she said they would come only to give him diwali sweets, no one knows. But she's on zoom calls (assuming people did not work on zoom calls before the lockdown!) and the grandpa interruots. From I hate grandpa to I love you and mom loves you too is a sweet jouney even though predictable. 

Trouble is, this story works even if it weren't shot during the pandemic. Sigh.

The Third Story:

Father and sister come to pick up Akka at the airport. The airport's bustling. And Akka has shown up because mother is in the ICU. Aha, I think! Finally a movie about COVID. But nopes. The mother has been in a coma. Dammit!

Then we realise amma has been home all this while. Dad is doing the dressing up of amma and taking care of her at home. If she's in a coma, does she not need help with the breathing? Is she dead already and appa is Norman Bates? That would have been a fun film, actually. But no. Alas, the old lady seems to be responding to her daughters and predictably when the youngest daughter - who is supposedly rebellious - calls, the old lady...

Ugh! this ending you can see from the International Space Station. It's that obvious. The only saving grace, is realising Suhasini Mani Ratnam wears the same powder blue kurta that I once had...

Is this film going to encourage more people to get their loved ones in coma back home from ICU care and think they're going to be cured by talking to them? Irresponsible... 

Don't worry, the sisters here are prone to a song and dance too. Thank god for the move ten seconds forward button on Prime Video.

The Fourth Story:

This is such a bizarre story about an old lady and her son (doc in quarantine) cold curing a girl's Cocaine addiction, who stops by for a lift just when lockdown is announced. 

It is not just the nightclub singer who dresses in 'nightclub goer type clothes' who overacts her addiction, but the old lady overdoes it too! The poor doc has to scream, 'Amma, that white powder is drugs-aa!'

She cured enough to say she's going to rehab. And the doc trusts her...This film does great disservice to those working tirelessly to help people get over their drug habit.

Who are these people who write such stories?

The Fifth Story:

By the time we get to this one you just want to fast forward the whole story. The film starts with someone watching a religious channel where the obviously fake guru is promising a miracle. The man looks like a gangster, smokes like a chimney and seems to be plagued by demons. Who is he, and why he's behaving like that, no clue. Then there are two gangsters (one of them watching the same channel) who are hungry, literally. They case a car supposed to be filled with money and there's a botched robbery attempt, and a dead guy revived and... 

The former dead guy is supposed to be a movie director and he takes to laughing like a maniac. I want to laugh exactly like that at executives at Amazon who have been duped into believing that this set of films is 'trendy because they've shot during the pandemic' and will bring in audiences! 

I realise that the films are so loud, I have turned the volume to minimum. I had to forward the song and dance routines (too many!), and that these five short films felt like never ending. 

What is sad that these are renowned directors (and actors) who will get away with this shoddy representation of our times. These films are so far from reality, you'd think everyone lives in perfectly art-directed bungalows and are shot bydirectors who don't know how to think of technology that is keeping the rest of of us sane during these awful times.

    

 

Venting about Dolly Kitty Aur Woh Chamakte Sitare

 

A movie about women my arse! This movie should have been called:

Another OTT Movie about women empowered by smoking, drinking and taking off their inhibitions at the delivery of food.

Pretentious shit about small town again. 

I am rather benign when it comes to 'hating'. I have started looking at bad stories like how people look at dog poo on the street when they're out for an errand. You see it, you step away from it and then think thoughts like, 'What idiots! When will they learn to pick up after their dog? I wish there were police drones who could spot them ask them to be responsible!'

But here we are! Netflix's original Indian content, (and most OTT platforms want only content from 'famous' or 'known names') touted on many media sites as how amazing these stories are going to be... 

this is the tralier: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=as3YLG5DmL0

the sister who says, 'kuch bhi ho, hum hain tumhare liye,' is the one who drags the other by the arm and calls her 'Kulta' and 'kulakshini'! 

It could have been two sisters competing, it's not even that! it's just a hotch potch. 'Drink hai kya?' and idle, 'Women need a lonely hearts club too.'

It's a woman director so she must be right, right?

Wrong. 

Dolly is a woman is so class conscious, she pretends she is moving to a better home, a home with AC, jaguar fittings, she has even lied about her need to work at office that 'she's only working as a hobby'.  HOW do i reconcile with the fact that she is going to make out with a delivery guy? 

Most people do not have more than necessary conversation with delivery/service people. They say thank you if they are well brought up, but beyond that no one gets talking to the delivery guys. I can get that she asks the delivery guy to come inside because he's late and he helps with the food, but I doubt she will flirt with him readily. the delivery guy may even call her 'mataji' since she's in the greater delhi area, and she could take objection to that, but no matter what these so-called writers from small town insist, women do not want to have sex with sweaty plumbers, electricians, drivers and delivery boys  Or do they? 

Kitty has enough spunk to stand up for herself in the chappal factory, but begins to cry buckets in the romance app job. Did anyone force her to choose that job? Could she not have stitched petticoats and blouses like Bollywood film heroines of yesteryear or sold her body like in Pradeep Sarkar's laaga Chunari Mein Daag...

The only honest moment in their relationship is when Kitty tells her Dollydi that Jiju was trying to feel me up, Dolly does not believe it. Or pretends it didn't happen.

Aamir Bashir the husband, the two sons, Konkona's delivery boy lover, Konkona's boss, Kitty's lover Pradeep, Kitty's friend's DJ lover, DJ's brother and his entire Hindu gang are all the important male characters in the film. ALL are flawed and bad. 

Konkona's kids: the older boy is ready to tell tales about how mother ordered food and is passing it off as her own cooking, will tell tales on his mom after he overhears her with the delivery boy. The second son wants to play with dolls, hence is a problem and is gay. So he is beaten up...

The boss expects Konkona to make them tea.

The builder's man is out to cheat Konkona out of a dream home.

Konkona's delivery boy is a virgin, happy to bend rules to make her happy. 

Kitty's lover Pradeep has cheated on his wife, but needs a 'virgin' Kitty to ask him if he has a condom. If Kitty is that innocent, then she should just have been some ingenue who has been taken advantage of by a creep, no?

Even the DJ who when making out with his gal, is looking at Kitty...

Is there any reason to want to see these stupid characters?

I wish the director had created a story of the two sisters - and you might say that it is their story obliquely - but there are too many distractions for us to want either of them to be redeemed. 

And when you don't care what happens to the characters, that's cinema sin. 

I am sure there are small town stories that don't need women to swear, drink or have sex to prove that they have been empowered.

For god's sake, we had Nargis shoot her wayward son years and years ago and we call her Mother India. Netflix Africa has made Queen Sono a story about a female spy. We are still crying over cheating boyfriends and husbands who call in to have phone sex. Netflix Latin America is making Control Z, a program about high school teens affected by rumor mill on their whatsapp...We pair a frigid housewife with a virgin delivery boy! 

Sigh.

I know I am looking forward to watching Laxmmi Bomb on DisneyPlusHotstar but I had better treat all Indian content like dog poop until someone else tells me that it's not shiite. 

Someone please tell the men and women taking these decisions on Netflix and Amazon Prime Video that it's not necessary that Bollywood stars can deliver good OTT content. Sitare chamak nahi rahe, fuse ho gaye hain. 

     

    

Review: Lootcase

I like Kunal Khemmu muchly, but how can there be so many smart alecks in one movie?

Rating: Blah

I watched the first 30 minutes waiting for smart dialog to end and movie to begin.

Then I fast forwarded the film... watching it in bits and pieces...

So this is not a review, but dil se niklee aah:

Q. Itne saare shaane log ek film mein kaise aaye?

A. Dialog writer ka revenge. Narration ke wakt hasaya sabko.

Q. Underworld/Bhai log itne stupid aur quirky hain toh how did they reach the top of their business?

A. Nat Geo subscribe karo.

Q. Why are kids in movies so annoying?

A. Bhagwan ki den hain.

Q. How do we know the situation is funny?

A. Background music batayegaa naa...

Q. Aisi filmein kaise ban jaatee hain?

A. You have to be a small town lad who lives with other lads (araam nagar?) and then koi bhi concept ho woh bik jaata hai,

Q. Suitcase full of cash concept naya hai kya?

A. Hollywood made a movie where an ordinary family transports an RV full of drugs, Bollywood has made many movies and the last funny movie was 99 Not Out which is a 2009 movie made by Raj and DK and there is a similar suitcase of cash that is misplaced...

verdict: there is so much content that you can watch on disney plus hotstar that is better than this thing. I feel for Kunal Khemmu.    

Review: RAAT AKELI HAI

The Raat is Mildly Interesting, Terribly Long and is a Tiresome Watch

Rating: 3 cups of chai so you don't fall asleep

Mini Review:

'I will reach the truth, no matter what' promises Nawazuddin Siddiqui who is the policeman in charge of the investigation of a murder of a rich old man who has just married his 'rakhail'. Everyone at home looks suspicious and have a motive. The film makes us go through the elimination process and kills innocent bystanders (yawn!). If you are a fan of detective stories, then this is too tiresome, but there are many interesting things about this film. 

Main Review:

Mere Paas Maa Hai

Nawazuddin is a cop named Jatil Yadav. (After Hathiram Choudhary in Pataal Lok, an unusual name for a cop does not even ask for an eye roll, but they explain it because they think it's clever: mother made a spelling error Jatin ko Jatil bana diya). His relationship with his mother is the best thing in the movie.

Ila Arun plays his mother, who wants him to get married, misses conversation, gets ragged at him for not talking to her nicely and replaces his cream with fair and lovely...If you need one reason to see this film, this should be it.

Mere Paas Sidekick Hai

The second reason is his sidekick Nandu (played wonderfully by Shreedhar Dubey) who works with Nawazuddin, offers a counterpoint, and even begins dressing like Nawazuddin after Nawaz is out of the picture. I loved that change in Nandu (he wears a leather jacket, and sunglasses and walks with a swagger). 

Is Raat Mein Bahut Tropes Hain

Otherwise the story of a haveli with interesting dubious characters is a trope. The aunt who spies, the girl who doesn't care about the dead patriarch, the rakhail who is dames, the pregnant daughter with a loud, angry husband, the son who is the rakhail's secret lover, the maid servant who has seen everything but won't say anything. 

The cops and political leaders are straight out of a stereotype too: the hero cop (leather jacket, sunglasses, motorbike swag), the sidekick who is part of the system but will change his opinion, the corrupt chief of police, the politician who uses power to corrupt the situation, the politician's goons who do his dirty work...

I know we have now have access to shows from all around the world and see sexually deviant content, and I would be stupid to say fathers don't rape daughters in India because we are sanskari...but showing the old patriarch take pictures of the young woman is just not necessary.

Plus some red herrings are just needless (will not add spoilers). Also no one can tell us convincingly why the old man had to marry his rakhail.  

The only thing weird was the romance between Radhika Apte (who plays the 'rakhail') and Nawazuddin even though we are given broad hints by the conversation he has with his mom. 'You can put conditions on with who you are going to fall in love'. You know the more he says he wants a 'cultured woman' he's going to find one that is off kilter.

It's a better watch than Lootcase on Disney Plus Hotstar, that's for sure. Nawazuddin delivers. The problem with a who dun it is that it has too many whos who could've done it, and it painstakingly goes through each one, so... I yawned so many times. 

The biggest grouse: I love this song from Jewel Thief and it's really unfair to use it as title for the film.     

Review: BULBBUL

The Lore and the Lure of a Girl Called Chudail 


Rating: Can't Miss It

Mini Review:

A beautifully told period tale of a girl who likes scary stories and grows up to realize she's a part of one herself. A wonderful cast and even better performances that make you wish there was a 'chudail' out there in real life who was really out to avenge women who are hurting. 

Main Review:

Remember how women were told that their job was to do only one thing: 'gehne banwaao, gehne tudwaao'  way back in Sahab Biwi Aur Ghulam? 

Well, little Bulbbul gets married to a much older man (Rahul Bose is a fabulous Bade Thakur) who has a mad twin, and a very sweet little brother Satya (grows up to be Avinash Tiwary whom you last saw in the undervalued Laila Majnu). The mad twin is married to the beautiful, bitchy Choti bahu (played brilliantly by Paoli Dam, whom I saw last in the weird Kali 2 on Zee5).

The atmospherics in the film are just breathtaking. The thakuron ki haveli which is very Bangla, very British, the family temple for Kali, the eerie forests that connect the haveli to the outside world. Everything transports you to that time where you will begin to hear whispers about 'chudail'...

I fell in love with the four poster beds and the rest of the furniture in the haveli, the luxurious upholstry and the clothes and jewelry everyone was wearing. And yes, the Mubkhar shaped like a bird for Bulbbul's hair. I loved watching Badi bahu turn out to be sassy and mysterious and wondered where she could have found so much confidence. Bulbbul is played by the lovely Tripti Dimri who has outgrown the awful Laila she played in Laila Majnu (I remember wondering why Majnu actually fell for this silly vain chit). She has a better role in Bulbbul and credit goes to director Anvita Dutt for making Bulbbul what she is on screen.

Tripti and Satya are connected again in this story, but there's a catch. Dr Sudip (the gorgeous Parambrata Chatterjee) looks after Bulbbul. Satya is insanely jealous and begins seeing him as a villain. He even accuses Bulbbul of 'making a mistake'...

But the villain here is as Bulbbul says, 'Tum saare ek jaise ho.'

There are murders in the village, and everyone says it is the chudail. 

But I won't say more. 

I am one of those people who figure out things in a story (it's a curse, I tell you!) but the reveal in this film is quite gratifying.

And yes, this film makes me wish for a real life chudail to help women pushed to impossible corners. Anushka Sharma as producer is making wonderful choices.       

Review: GHOOMKETU

Aao sab quirky quirky khelein!

1.5 stars

Mini Review:

Kyon?

Main Review: 

'Everyone is creating shows that are violent and every character has gaalis coming out of their pores, let's make people laugh instead, Kya kehte ho?'
'India is not the cities, we should focus on the village.'
'Yes! A village with unique characters...'
'Unique? As in quirky?'
'And bring the village to the city!'

'Explosive!'
'Of course! Open that rolodex and assemble the ensemble cast!'
'And we will make a super quirky comedy, sir!'

And the men gather around adding quirk after quirk to every character. No one cares if the audience will wonder why there's not one, not a single normal person in the village...

Dadda screams and screams and then plays the flute. Raghubir Yadav does yelling in every movie, so director ka kaam aasaan. Check!

Nawazuddin Siddiqui is a Phantom rolodex staple, he can do any role. He will be Dhoomketu..
Sir, Ghoomketu, sir!
Haan, haan, same difference. Get him! 
Sir, his designer says he should wear strange clothes. But writer says people in villages don't wear such clothes...
Tell him to shut up and write. Everyone in villages wears clothes like Tik Tok stars. 
Ok sir. Done hai sir!

Let's make Anurag Kashyap a bumbling cop because he scared the heck out of people as Rudra the psycho in Imaikka Nodigal. 
Lekin he doesn't look like a 'Badlani'...
If people at Netflix have this same doubt, we will use words like 'universality of the character'
Sounds impressive sir! Lekin AK sir toh, yahan ke sir hain, unko...
No problem, he is very sporting. 
Ok sir! Very good sir!  

Editor ka role Bijendra Kala ko do.
He's very good sir. Will be very good as writer of film genre handbook
But that's too straightforward. Put him behind a big partition with a small window.
Yeh best rahega sir! 
And call the newspaper of the village 'Gudgudi'
Whaa?
Thoda quirky hona chaahiye naa?
Okay sir, best!

Thoda politics bhi daalo so Swanand Kirkire ke character ko Bheeshma pitamah ki tarah kuch role mile.
Hain?
Give him a quirky backstory. Could not get love, so became leader.
Whaa?

Aur kaun baaki hai?
The women, sir!
Put one in ghoonghat, make other one fat and in ghoonghat and make the third fart.
Ila Arun said yes, sir. For Santo bua! 
She did?
But she insists she won't fart on screen, sir. Because, dignity... 
We'll figure that one out.
She will be the best! Most quirky, most encouraging bua ever.

Writer? Be funny! Sab dialog mein quirky hona chaahiye. Script ka koi bhi page open karoon toh quirky hona chahiye. At least three!

So you have quirky things like 'Bloody Pool' followed by 'Sui Patak Sannata' and Nawazuddin Siddiqui's Tik Tok inspired shirts. So it doesn't matter if the cast forgets that they are supposed to be villagers and their English is supposed to be less than perfect.

By the time Ghoomketu comes back home from a failed stint in Bollywood, and you have a pain in the neck from watching Ranveer Singh and Sonakshi Sinha act out Dilwale Dulhaniya De Jaayenge and Amitabh Bachchan mouth Ghoomketu's lines off a bhelpuri paper you have gagged on your own vomit.

How can anyone say 'Content is King' after watching this? 

Review: ANGREZI MEDIUM

If Hindi Medium Was Fabulous,
Angrezi Medium Is Opposite.

1.5 stars

Mini Review:

Call me stingy but when filmmakers do really stupid things like write the movie wearing blinders whilst under a rock and get carried away on fame earned by their earlier film, then it's tough to give them a pass (gradewise and otherwise). This film has a great cast, some 'dil ko touch kar gaye' scenes but the rest are like vomit emoji. Many times over. 

Main Review:

Half a star for the awesome motichoor laddu placed on our seats at the screening of the film. Despite my fears about the corona virus, I picked up the box from the seat and licked my fingers after eating. Delicious.

One Star For The Feel Good Moments. 

So we realise that Ghasitaram is a name many mithai shops use and they're all related to one another. They're fighting to use the name and they take one another to court. What's fun is that they go to court in a bus together. Because, family.

That itself is a great idea, and the court scene is funny where the court proceedings are derailed because they start discussing daru and chakhna instead. But that's one scene.

The other best part of the movie is this fabulous trio of Irrfan Khan who plays Champak Bansal, Deepak Dobriyal is Gopi Bansal and Kiku Sharda as Gajju Bansal. Three men who are not just related to one another but are friends who get drunk on the terrace at night. Their conversation is so good you are immediately endeared to the characters (that weird laugh Deepak Dobriyal indulges in is forgiven)

Everyone is going to tell you how heartwarming Irrfan Khan is with his daughter Radhika Madan. One scene where she comes home drunk and accuses her dad is wonderful. After that, her insane need to study in England is a 'bachpan mein maara hota toh yeh din na dekhne padte!' moment. 

There is also a moment where Irrfan Khan looks pensive at the window in London, worried about how he's going to get his daughter admitted to college, which is as good as the scene in Nil Bate Sannata where Chanda (Swara Bhaskar) wonders about how she's going to get her daughter to study...

Dimple Kapadia is still stunning. Still amazing. 

13 Reasons Why All Good Scenes Stand Cancelled.

1. The film releases on Friday the 13th. So bad writing gets blamed on the bad luck date.

2. Corona virus ke kaaran people didn't come to the theaters, warna hit thee boss.

3. Whoever wrote the English parts given to white people has never spoke to a white person. They don't 'maite', 'eh?!' and 'lad' in every sentence. Not even during cricket commentary.

4. Died laughing when London airport, immigration, police were all 'white'. Why sacrifice the movie for cheap comedy? Kaun hain yeh log? There are brown people everywhere, even the Mayor of London is Sadiq Khan. 

5. British cops who mistake achaar for drugs? Seriously?! In 2020, their drug sniffing dogs might ask for mathri when they sniff out achaar. 

6. Irrfan Khan speaks English with a tourist in Udaipur. Broken English, but English. All of a sudden upon landing in London he is unable to speak a word of the language. But he knows how to use Google Translate which helpfully translates 'Dawa' into 'Drugs'. Try it. It clearly says 'Medicine'. So they sacrifice everything for a cheap joke. Of course when he says he's going to make drugs, the all white, all brainless policemen arrest him after overacting their alarm. 

7. We see NO Indian person in London except the boy who picks up Radhika Madan at the airport. And she's so stupid, she doesn't make any effort to find where her uncle and dad are. If you ever go to London, there are helpful signs everywhere. And the boy who picks her up also just whisks her away. 

8. So Radhika Madan has managed to contact a frat house Indian, without actually having a provisional admission... And they're all very happy to share their alcohol. Uh-uh! If you have studied at any college in London, then NO ONE shares alcohol so freely. They all bring their own booze. The frat house hilarity is very American. Thoda konfujiyaa gaye hain... If you google 'what do students in Britain drink?', the answer will be beer followed by wine. 

9. So the principal in an Udaipur school tears up the admission letter. Erm... It's 2020, those acceptance letters are all online now. So the whole nonsense they go through to get admission is a waste. There could have been comedy in trying to forge a letter from the university, where Irfan and Deepak try to reach hackers in some biddy's basement... Sigh. 

10. The boy who rescues Radhika Madan has a dad who is a politician, but he works so he's not a burden on his dad. Doting daughter doesn't try to locate her dad via her friend's politician dad? That would have been comedy too... But the country where no one figured out that the two gents did not speak English and deported them has an Indian person who is a politician? 

11. Please Pankaj Tripathi, I used to be a fan. Have said that he cannot do a thing wrong. But after seeing him ham away at his role, trying hard to be funny was like someone stabbing me with the butter knife. Pankaj Tripathi starts speaking like, 'Main batatee hoon' (as if he were confusing gender) but then he forgets that in trying to be funny. I thought he's be extending his hand and painting his nails too... They just didn't think of it, no?

12. Why is Ranvir Shorey made to dress as if he had flown down from the West Indies instead of cold England. And his family is dressed like Goan Aunties straw hats and all... No wonder Meghan Markle chose to leave England and move to Canada.

13. The auction is as sham as it can get. But that Bappi Lahiri crack? Fizzzzzzled out. Who's your audience? Busta Rhymes is what most young people understand. And the hawala money exchanging hands is not even original...

Friday The Thirteenth or no, this movie just bombed. Even though the father-daughter equation could have been 'aww' inducing, these ghastly mistakes would have made Citizen Khan cringe too. Watch Hindi Medium on one of the streaming services. It had a heart. This one just makes you wince.  





P.S. If you are a fan of Irrfan Khan then go to Netflix and watch him in Tokyo Trial.







              

Review: BAAGHI 3

Bollywood throwback story that's as senseless as the action!


1 star

Mini Review:

Bollywood brothers have always been like Ram Aur Shyam. One weak and the other strong. Bollywood police dad dies making strong brother promise he'll take care of weak brother. They're not twins though. And only in Bollywood do weak brothers show up in Inspector ka uniform and strong brother shadow boxes for him. What follows is so deafening, you cannot fall asleep, and if you follow the story, your brain dies. Slowly. Over 143 minutes.

Main Review:

Yeh Heera Hai, Heera!

Jackie Shroff is Bollywood dad who is rough on younger son because he knows 'yeh ladka heera hai heera' (but they did not pay the dialogue guy enough to write the obvious stuff because they spent money on gaalis for heroine that make no sense, and some forgettable supposedly funny lines and names for cops: whatever happened to hum angrez ke zamane ke jailor hain? But I get ahead of myself) 

So heera beta is younger Tiger Shroff who beats up anyone who beats his older softer brother who is a crybaby. It's Riteish Deshmukh! Before you say what the what happened to Mauli? He had a double role there? What happened to Ram Aur Shyam? Even there Dilip Kumar had a double role... Oh! Tiger Shroff can never play weaker brother! He will have to wear clothes for that...And what normal clothes can fit around those muscles?!

So Riteish bhai is made to cry at the movies in this movie, and when he bumps into baddies with creative forgettable name and get hit, he yells for RONNNNNNNIE!

Tiger who goes by the name Ronnie shows up, beats up the bad guys (I can imagine movie theater sending bills for all that stuff destroyed...) and saves his bhai. 

When the ex policeman (served with their dad) chachaji asks Tiger to become cop in place of dead daddy (died saving innocents during a riot), Tiger gets a great idea, 'Let crybaby bade bhaiyya become cop, I will shadow him and beat up baddies for him.' 

India Me Baddies Kam Hai, Foreign Jaao!

For some reason baddies are kidnapping families from India, flying them to Syria, separating them by having men wear bomb vests and blowing themselves up. No one tells us what the big bad baddy called Abu Jalal (the guy from Fauda, Jameel Khoury) does with leftover families.

The moment the henchman for the big bad baddy says, 'Boss knows 44 languages!', I imagined him at the United Nations instead of some fake 'kingdom within Syria'.

I blame Netflix for these Arabic baddies are spouting these days. How can you read when your brain cells have died with this mind numbing story? Why are they ruining Jaideep Ahlawat and Vijay Verma by turning them into good guys so quickly? Had I been Jaideep Ahlawat, starving alone on the street, I would still refuse to play a bad guy called IPL. Perhaps that's why he chooses to step on a land mine and die! 

Tiger is made to fight with randomly parked train engines in a factory, stacked cars at a dump, SUVs in fake Syria, and dude fights atop helicopters, bringing Black Hawks down. Body count? Syria aise hee khaali hua hai kya? Lots of action sequences later (like Salman Khan his shirt catches fire and Tiger Shroff rips off the shreds to show us his shredded body). Shraddha Kapoor ne diya rag remains intact though.

Why Shraddha Kapoor gives him a rag as a keepsake, no one knows. Perhaps no one even know what she's doing in the movie. There is no place for women in such films. Even Disha Patani who is made to dance looks bored as an item girl...

In the big fight with the big bad guy, Tiger gets stabbed and dies. 

Phew! No Baaghi 4 then! 

Spoke too soon! Darpoke brother is suddenly enraged and kills remaining bad guys - with a perfectly handy brick - including the big bad guy. But hero kabhi marta hai kya?  

Dammit! Riteish will be his older brother in the next film called 'Do Baaghi 4' or something equally ghastly.

Marna Chaahiye... That dialog is boring now...

Tiger delivers his standard Heropanti lines 'meri jaati nahi', 'bhai bulata hai toh phod deta hoon' as if he were disinterested. Thankfully his action sequences (you get the feeling you have seen them before) are rather cool. 

 I was quite uncomfortable stepping into a public place that could give free rein to the deadly virus. But after surviving this film, I am sure India will survive the Corona Virus too. 

Truly, Baaghi 3 is a cure for the Corona Virus


P.S. Ground clearance on tanks is 19 inches. how thin is this lad?


  

Review: THAPPAD

A Slap Is A Big Deal! 


2 stars

Mini Review:

The movie should come with trigger warning for women who are suffering all kinds of abuse, physical as well as emotional abuse. Even though it tapers down to a tame end, this film raises many important question: how much abuse is too much abuse? Tapsee Pannu makes another great choice, supported brilliantly by the rest of the cast. If only a woman had written the ending...

Main Review:

This is the story of a housewife who leads a very comfortable life, is looking to move to London, loves her husband and mother in law, loved by parents as well. Her life comes undone when at a party her husband slaps her in a fit of anger. It is uncharacteristic for him as well as it is for her. How he reacts and how everyone else around this happy household reacts is stunning to her because she realises with that one slap, that she's no better than the maid who gets slapped by her husband every day.

She chooses to step out of her comfort zone and everything comes unraveled. Only her father offers her unflinching support. Everyone else tells her, 'It's just a slap.'

I will let you watch the film because you will find yourself taking sides with so many people in the film:
'What's the big deal?'
'People slap only because they love so much.'
'He bought her a diamond bracelet afterwards na to say sorry! Phir bhi problem hai!'
'I was angry! But you should have not tried to pull me away.'
'Women need to learn to compromise.'
'You be the big person, you learn to forgive.'

Superb performances by Kumud Mishra who is fabulous as the thoughtful and kind father, Ratna Pathak Shah as the conflicted mother, but the best performance (even better than Tapsee Pannu, in my humble opinion) is the performance by Geetika Vaidya who plays the maid. 

The maid is a brilliant foil to her memsaab. She's sassy, but gets slapped around all the time. She is kind and sensitive (her, 'Can I oil your head' made me weep in the darkness of the theater), and as she watches the memsaab go through a tough choice in her life, is transformed to a person who can stand up for herself. The character has been written brilliantly.

The lawyer's character (played by Maya Sarao) seems rather good. A woman who has a man friend on the side because she's in a crappy marriage where she gets no credit as a professional also tapers off tamely when she says goodbye to her young friend.  

The only thing that made me grit my teeth is the really easy way out of a problem called Taapsee is to get her pregnant. 

The last melodramatic scene of the puja for the child and her gently telling her mother in law that she was mad at everyone for not 'taking her side' in that long give-me-an-award speech is just written because they did not find any real conclusion for the 'problem' ... This is where I would suggest the filmmakers ASK a women, several women for that matter as to what they would do. 

So after taking me on a high with this slap on patriarchy, they reduce the woman who makes that dent into the system into becoming a 'mother'.

It was as lame a conclusion as the fake 'woke' opening credits where everyone put their mother's names as their middle names. Bah!



P.S: No point writing about the men's roles played competently because those are ordinary everyday men in real life. Anyone can play them. 



  

Review: SHUBH MANGAL JYADA SAVDHAN

Hyper, Overactive, Dramatic Gay Bois Meet Even More Melodramatic 'Bollywood' Small Town Family. A Very Gaudy Fare.

0.5 stars

Mini Review:

Two lads in love go to a small town for a sister's wedding and end up telling the family they are gay. The family hyperventilates and hyperventilates until your head hurts and in the end the 'over my dead body' dad who never really says over my dead body, comes around. Bollywood small town is loud and everyone tries hard to be funny all the time and you come away with a headache, and eyes burned by all the garishness.

Main Review:

Kartik and Aman Tripathi. What a Horrible Pair.

Ayushmann Khurana plays Kartik, a nose ring wearing gay lad who is partners with Aman Tripathi played by Jitendra Kumar and the film opens with both of them wearing toothpaste superman outfits, selling toothpaste at a mall. 

From the mall they go off to help a girl run away from home. She gives them a lakh rupees, but because they bungle she runs away with their motorbike.

Is this their job? Bhumi Pednekar in that small cameo seems quite capable of running away on her own, no? Especially because she knows exactly how long her dad is going to sit glued to the TV, watching KBC. 

Why are they trying to be clever, you wonder. And you are not enamored of protagonists who say they want to help lovers unite but take money for it, and also bungle the whole operation. 

Hmm. But Ayushmann Khurana leaning on Jitendra Kumar on the motorbike is cute. 

Woah! Kartik throws a tantrum wanting to attend Aman's sister's wedding. Aman gives in because they sleep on a train then run (still in the toothpaste superman suits) to the train to Allahabad. Do they not have a home? What happened to the mobike bhumi pednekar appropriated?

Such a horrible pair, they are shown bickering all through the movie. There are angry glares, but no looking longingly at the person you love, nothing redeeming about their love. They even discuss how Aman is 'not wholly in' the kiss or whatever... 

Why should the audience care what happens to these two?

Sonam Kapoor - whom everyone disses for being unable to act because she's a pretty face - did a hundred per cent better job in her 'coming out' film Ek Ladki Ko Dekha Toh Aisa Laga... You liked both the girls in the film, their relationship and hated Rajkummar Rao for outing them in public the way he does in the film...

Bollywood Small Town Is Nuts

There will be Mother and Father and chacha and chachi and neighbours and one annoying relative (possibly old grandma who coughs, or a dead grandpa, and in this film, a lad with an ipad).

The gas in the kitchen will always have tea boiling away and people will drink tea.

If they eat, god forbid they should have manners. Everyone will eat as if food was meant to be eaten noisily. And there will be Jalebi.

And to annoy the intelligent audience and to get laughter from the cheap seats, there will be the ghastly burp after eating.

Bodily functions like pooping and peeing will be shown generously. And the bathing with buckets. I try to not puke into my neighbor's popcorn when i see toothbrushes in mouths. 

Such a horrid surprise to see Neena Gupta and Gajraj Rao play full on Nautanki parents. Manu Rishi and Sunita Rajwar who play Chacha and Chachi are less OTT. (The half star for this film is shared by the two.) 

Maanvi Gagroo is a relief because she really looks like she's having fun. But they should have given her gold lines goggles for the wedding, no?

And the scene where Gajraj Rao pretends to kill himself: Neena Gupta should have given any one of the sarees in the cupboard in the room instead of taking off the 'new shaadi ki saree' no?

When men write these supposedly funny scenes, they forget to put themselves in a woman's place! Neena Gupta would have given him the sheet on the bed to make a noose instead, no?

Ghanta Promoting A Gay Narrative

Maaf karo! If this is how you want to help the gay cause, I am sure the community might not want it. 

First Bollywood need to get over the fact that gay men DO NOT LOOK LIKE BOLLYWOOD'S IDEA of gay men. They don't always have floppy wrists, neither do they wear nose rings.

And members of the LGBTQ+ community DO NOT WANDER ABOUT WITH A RAINBOW FLAG EVERYWHERE THEY TRAVEL. 

I am sure gay men do not feel the need to be overly demonstrative (read 'act despo') all the time. If nothing, Netflix has a teenage show that deals with gay kids in a smarter way than this film does. The show is called Sex Education' and it deals with teens with hormones. 

It's a lame excuse to say this movie is pathbreaking because it is challenging/breaking the patriarchal system. Patriarchy is like Sairat. It uses guns. 

Even the lame Sooryavamsham got patriarchy right. Here Gajraj Rao just comes across as sham, not once talking about his vansh...

The film promotions said that the writer-director wrote the script for over a year. The audience could have waited longer for him to get this script right. 




P.S. When people start selling you the film as if it was going to do 'uddhar' of a community that didn't have a voice so far, I'm sure the people from the LGBTQ+ community would rather wait for real tales than this gaudy, loud movie.

   







     

Review: Love Aaj Kal

Love Be Akal

0 stars

Mini Review:

The owner of a bar cum co-working space guides a young couple who have mixed feelings about love by narrating his own story of lost love. He tries hard to say that young people in love in the 90s had the same trouble of choosing between career or marriage that young people have today. Today? Thousands of people balance both rather well and with much less than the protagonists. The original film made by the same director had some heart. This film is so oxygen deprived the narrative is as tiresome as it is brainless. 

Main Review:

Poor Randeep Hooda is given the role of the bar owner who once chose career over love and hand holds Sara Ali Khan and Kartik Aryan who play two young lovers. The two Zoey and Veer can't seem to keep their hands off one another but stop right before they make love. Why? Not because 'Sanskaar' but because Veer wants 'andar wali Zoey, bahar wali Zoey, career wali Zoey, roti banane wali Zoey...' 

My brain froze there. These kids have not heard of Zomato? Young men still want their wives to make rotis? Young people today are more likely to order in, watch Netflix and never worry about career or love. Young men today are happy to move cities if their girl has a better job and then worry about finding one themselves, esp because Kartik Aryan is supposed to be a software programmer, something that does not need him to stay in a particular city. 

It's just shoddy writing and poorly thought out story. Which generation is the filmmaker talking about? It's worse because the original film had defined their career options better.

The story goes back and forth in the past as Randeep Hooda tells his story. It's a time where QSQT plays in the theater, but Udaipur seems to be in the 30s or 70s or something because it is sepia toned. Why? Style? Seems needless. Then Kartik Aryan keeps spreading his arms like Shah Rukh, but the director forgot that Shah Rukh in the 90s was all about body suits/scuba gear type Polo jerseys. Why is Kartik Aryan made to wear strange coat collar bush shirts, only the designer knows. Even Raj Kapoor was better dressed in the movies of his time. It was certainly not the 90s. (Why they don't refer to the gentleman's guide to 100 years of fashion, no one knows.)

Why Bollywood, Why?

Why do men/women who have lost in love go to the Himalayas?

Why does Kartik Aryan pout so much? Why does he not have a hair person combing his hair? (bed head is fine, but...)

Why does Kartik Aryan work at a dam when he says he's a software programmer hired by a water sustainability project?

Why do people always clutch their glass of tea with both hands in the mountains? 

Why does Kartik Aryan have to take his girl to meet parents when he does not live with them? Why do we never know why? Just like the two live separate lives in one home, couldn't Kartik Aryan live with them? This just doesn't compute...

This Love Doesn't Compute. Actually.

Why make a bad version of a film people have already seen? Lack of new stories? Let's say I have not seen the earlier version. Even then the story goes all over the place and you cringe when you hear: Oho! You can 'feeeel' (good, he means) even when the girl is not there?

Ugh. I just hope Kartik Aryan did not mean what the words said. I hope Imtiaz Ali does not now remake Jab We Met or something. Someone tell him: If it ain't broke, don't fix it.



P.S. A young couple attempting to romance one another (the movie releases on Valentine's Day, after all) sitting next to me at the FDFS fell asleep during the movie, holding hands.