Monday, 6 October 2014

BANG BANG MOVIE REVIEW

                                           True to its utterly unimaginative title, Bang Bang makes a hell of a lot of ear-splitting noise. By the end of it all, it manages to produce no more than a croaky, barely palatable whimper.

The action hero at the centre of the film’s inane plot periodically plunges off buildings, cliffs and bridges, besides sundry other launching pads, and almost always emerges in one unharmed piece, not a strand of hair out of place. Unfortunately, the film doesn’t.

Bang Bang is a slickly mounted but maddeningly muddled thriller that does not quite know how to negotiate the spills that inevitably come with the territory.

The makers have clearly invested a great deal of effort in mindless pyrotechnics. All very well. 

If only they had devoted a fraction of that attention to the screenplay, this overlong film would have been infinitely less tedious. 

The heroine makes a confession early in the second half. I’ll never know who you are and what you do, she complains to the man who has literally swept her off her feet. 

Honestly, large parts of the audience are likely to find themselves in a similar quandary. 

Not that you need to be a super whiz kid to figure out who this mysterious and unstoppable man of action is and what he is trying to achieve. 

A proud and patriotic Indian military intelligence man (Jimmy Shergill) is done to death by a brutal gang lord (Danny Denzongpa) and his liberally tattooed hitman (Javed Jaffrey).

After the credits have rolled, the hero (Hrithik Roshan) makes his grand entry and goes hell for leather. 

But he quickly loses his way around as a beautiful hick town bank receptionist who has never been kissed crosses his path and gets embroiled in a global conspiracy she cannot make head or tail of.

Bang Bang heads downhill from there on. It wilts under the weight of a clunky screenplay that makes a lot of ground in geographical terms, moving from London and Prague to Shimla and Dehradun.

But the narrative goes nowhere. It gets bogged down in a string of confrontation and chase sequences involving the hero and the drifter lass on the one hand and the duo’s ruthless pursuers on the other. 

The protagonist filches the Kohinoor, no less. The act rattles an international crime syndicate and India’s secret service, which believes that the daring heist could endanger a proposed extradition treaty with the UK.

The term “extradition treaty” is uttered a few times in the first half of the film and those two are the only meaningful words you will hear all through the two and a half hours that Bang Bang takes to get wherever it is trying to get.

Needless to say, the hero is always a step ahead of his adversaries and every time he seems to be cornered, he pulls out a crazy trick from his well-worn bag.

The action movie tropes that Bang Bang employs are so clichéd that they never take the audience by surprise. Everyone but the characters on the screen knows what is coming next – and when it does, it invariably falls well short of expectations.

The climax is especially tiresome. It goes on forever and is too outlandish to make genuine impact 

Hrithik’s beefy presence cannot compensate for the unbearable lightness of the character that he is called upon to make some sense of.

He gives it his best shot, but at the best of times it is a losing battle.

As for Katrina, she appears to be doing pretty much what she has done all these years – pout, preen and look pretty. 

If Bang Bang is a reliable enough pointer, it is apparent that there is little bang left in her dwindling buck.

But do look out for brief appearances by Deepti Naval and Kanwaljit Singh and a solid-as-ever performance from Pavan Malhotra as a wily government agent who keeps getting in the hero’s way when the latter thinks he’s got things neatly wrapped up. 

Bang Bang is strictly for Hrithik Roshan fans and for those that do not want an action flick to be anything more than just that. 

HAIDER MOVIE REVIEW

Shakespeare lives! Seldom if ever, has a Shakespearean tragedy been given such a magnificent treatment in cinema of any language. Sure, the narrative is fractured and fatally flawed at times, but like the hero's villainous uncle, who lies limbless writhing in pain in the Kashmiri snow pleading for death at the end, the narrative dares you to end the pain of a people who wear their brutal existence on their sleeves.

Haider is a beast that just won't be tamed by regular cinematic definitions. There is flamboyance and subtlety, both at once in the treatment. Elegance and earthiness rub shoulders in the execution of what is regarded as one of Shakespeare's most complex tragedies.

And to place Hamlet in militant Kashmir, what a masterstroke! Haider is the kind of rarest of rare cinema that unfurls wave after wave of exquisite narrative fuel into the frames, providing a kind of compelling narration that is propelled as much by the passionate writing as the intuitive direction.

Mr Bhardwaj understands his Shakespeare inside out. He transmutes "Hamlet" into Haider with an unbridled fearlessness, tempered by a restraint of treatment that goes a long way in imparting an urgent sense of beauty to the work.

The basic idea is compelling to the core. Freeing his narrative from the fretful freedom of excessive self-indulgence seen in his last film Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola, Mr Bhardwaj's vision takes wings creating one of the most complex and compelling mother-son relationships seen before and after Yash Chopra's Deewaar.

That Tabu and Shahid play the mother and son torn by the agonising disappearance of the man they both love (Narendra Jha, a surprisingly well cast actor in a role that is more about absence than presence) is a blessing for Mr Bhardwaj's Shakespeare. I don't think any other two actors could have better understood the political, cultural and emotional complexities of their characters.

Tabu and Shahid get a firm grip on their characters and pitch their emotional compulsions into Kashmir's tormenting tale of terrorism during times of oedipal impulses. Their performing range hits the highest octaves without getting shrill. Tabu is the Lata Mangeshkar of the performing arts.

The narrative - so supple and strong it defers any dispute regarding its raison d'être - opens on a fateful chilling night in Srinagar when a doctor accused of harbouring terrorists disappears. His wife shares a discernibly sexual relationship with her brother-in-law (Kay Kay Menon). And the son, who was forced to leave Kashmir by his militancy-paranoid mother, returns as an educated young man to see his mother's illicit relationship with his uncle (Kay Kay Menon).

At times Mr Bhardwaj's vision turns playfully towards Shakespeare's plays. There is the comic relief in the form of two Salman Khan lookalikes running a video parlour in Mr Bhardwaj's Kashmir in 1995. Salman's films run playfully through the film like a prankish leitmotif, doing nothing to the main character’s pain-lashed lives. Towards the end three grave-diggers straight out of Shakespeare, sing and dance in and around the graves.

Cinematographer Pankaj Kumar, who earlier shot the amazing Ship Of Theseus, penetrates and probes the brutal tragedy of Kashmir. Once there, the visuals insinuate a profound affinity between nature and man's cruelty. Who knows what goes on in the minds of politicians, poets and other nation builders?

Haider looks at a grieving son's search for his missing father with languorous affection. There are bouts of tenderness and brutality in the narrative which sometimes overlap without warning.

Above all, there are the performances - towering, luminous actors craning their collective creative necks into the director's vision, to give it mesmerising magical spin. While the supporting cast including Jha, Lalit Parimoo (remember him in Doordarshan's Kashmiri serial Gul Gulshan Gulfam?), Aamir Bashir and a host of actors illuminate the edges of this darkly ignited revenge saga, it is the three principal actors who pin Bhardwaj's Shakespearean drama down to a level of cinematic lyricism.

Kay Kay as Haider's treacherous uncle is so wickedly subtle evil yet humane that you wonder where this brilliant actor got waylaid in his journey in cinema.

As for Shahid's torn troubled tormented Haider, the actor brings out all the inner conflicts in a shimmering rush of Shakespearean angst. With this one performance, Shahid proves himself notches above all his contemporaries.

But it's Tabu whose haunted face as the bereaved wife and the troubled mother that will stay with me for many years to come. To the role of the mysterious dramatic deceptive woman, Tabu brings a kind of inner illumination that lights up the darkest corners of her character's soul. Her scenes with her screen-son Shahid are smothered in unspoken words and recrimination.

Bhardwaj shoots one lengthy dialogue between the two in one single shot...and why not when you have two actors who seem to have visited the soul of the Shakespearean play and transported it to the pain of Kashmir?

As Haider's love interest Shraddha Kapoor struggles to create space for herself in the mother-son saga. She has her brilliant moments towards the end where we see her humming a Kashmiri folk tune in numbed grief oblivious to the world that gave her that grief.

Irrfan, who has a capricious cameo, also gets the film's only funny line.

But this is not a film about laughter and humour. Haider looks at the grim reality of the Valley through a Shakespearean prism. Shahid's Haider is one of Hindi cinema's most tragic heroes ever. He bleeds into the narrative's heart without allowing a drop of blood to stain the surface.

Mr Bhardwaj's third Shakespearean sojourn is his best yet. Haider is like a painting viewed from the road inside an art gallery. The vision is distant yet vivid, layered life-like and yet exquisitely poetic. By the time Rekha Bhardwaj comes on to sing an evocative song at the end about all the loss of the Kashmiris, I couldn't move from my seat.

And yes, Mr Bhardwaj's background score rises and falls in swelling tides of blood soaked undulations. Besides Hamlet/Haider, the other truly tragic hero in this cinematic marvel is Kashmir.

Set in a fatally flawed paradise Haider screams silently to be recognised as a wondrous work of art.

To see or not to see? That isn't a question at all. Rush to the movies and forget all the slam-bang-bang stuff that is beckoning in glamorous postures. The glamour of Haider lies in fold after fold of poetic statement on love, life and politics. You simply can't help being seduced into attentive submission

JENNIFER GARNERS LICEY MOMENT

Actress Jennifer Garner says she had head lice when she met actor George Clooney for the first time.

The mother of three children says that her daughter picked up the lice at school and everyone at home was infected, apart from her husband actor Ben Affleck, who was desperate to take his wife to a star-studded party, reports contactmusic.com.

The actress recalls: "They (hair lice experts) come over and they comb painstakingly through your hair and then they comb this oil through and you smell like a mixture of sulphur and rosemary and you do it everyday for, like, a month.

So the time our family had this problem, it was a day where I had combed through, I was keeping the kids happy and Ben said, 'Hey, there's a party I want to go to, let's go', and I said, 'I can't, I need to shower, I'm nasty'.

So I get in the car and I go with him because he acted like I was going to be high maintenance; I don't ever want to be called high maintenance. I am not a high maintenance chick. So, I get in the car and I'm like, 'What's the big deal, no one's going to notice'.

We show up and the first person I see is George Clooney and I've never met George Clooney and I walk up to him and I'm chatting with him and I can see that he smells me, but he's trying to be polite."

Jennifer also said that she fears the encounter may have made George think twice about inviting the couple to his wedding in Italy.

"People keep asking why we weren't at George's wedding. I think he didn't want 'Licey' there," she said

ASHTON KUTCHER REVEALS DAUGHTER NAME

Celebrity couple Ashton Kutcher and Mila Kunis have named their newborn daughter Wyatt Isabelle Kutcher.
The Two and a Half Men fame star took to Twitter to reveal his daughter's name, reports femalefirst.co.uk.
"Mila and I would like to welcome Wyatt Isabelle Kutcher to the world. May your life be filled with wonder, love, laughter, health, happiness, curiosity, and privacy," Ashton tweeted.
The actor also posted a string of images of newborn babies and asked fans to guess which was his daughter. Kunis gave birth to their little one Sep 30 in the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center here.
It's the first child for both the actors, who announced their engagement in February this year

MOHIB MIRZA:ARTISTES MORE RESPECTED IN INDIA THAN PAKISTAN

                                           Actor Mohib Mirza says he is touched by the adulation Pakistani artistes are getting in India, which is more than what they receive back home.

Mohib, who is on Indian TV screens with his show Yeh Shaadi Nahi Ho Sakti on Zindagi channel, finds the appreciation from Indian audience towards Pakistani talent surreal.

"I feel elated that our shows have made their way into people's hearts in India. This kind of respect and appreciation towards actors is unbelievable and is something we haven't experienced at home.

"In fact, whenever I have told anyone in India that I am a Pakistani actor, I have seen them treating me with so much regard and it feels amazing," Mohib told PTI from Karachi.

The 35-year-old actor says the biggest example of India's hospitality is the big welcome that Pakistani actor Fawad Khan got here.

"We used to think it will be difficult for Fawad to make a name for himself in Bollywood because after all he is a foreigner there but his popularity in India has stunned all of us. We are ecstatic and proud," Mohib said.

When asked if he would want to work in Hindi films, the actor said not only he but many Pakistani actors harbour a desire to act in Bollywood.

"Bollywood is a very big and renowned industry, so actors here definitely wish to work there. Artistes face many limitations here. Though things have improved, there is a section of society which believes that acting and performing arts are bad culture. That resistance is there hence as an actor you feel like going to a place where you are readily accepted and you have the freedom to work. So, people here eye Bollywood," he said.

The actor says he is happy with the feedback from India for his show Yeh Shaadi Nahi Ho Sakti. Mohib, who is married to actress Aamina Sheikh, says the romantic-comedy drama, which is about a couple trying to convince their families to get them married, is similar to his real-life story.

"The basic premise of my love story and the one in the show is similar as I had to try hard to convince Aamina's parents, especially her father, for our marriage. He was not sure about my career so it took a lot of persuasion to assure him that I have a stable career as an actor.

So, working on Yeh Shaadi Nahi Ho Sakti was weird but easy too. I think I took a lot from my personal life while performing the role," he said.

RANBIR KAPOOR DISCHARGED AFTER MINOR SURGERY

                                     Actor Ranbir Kapoor was on Wednesday morning discharged from a hospital here following a minor surgery, said a source. According to a report, he was being treated for adenoid tonsil.

Ranbir, who turned 32 on September 28, was admitted to the Breach Candy Hospital here.

"He was hospitalised and he got discharged today morning. It was just a minor surgery, nothing serious," an official from the facility, told IANS.

If a report is to be believed, the adenoid tonsil had been troubling Ranbir for a while, due to which he had to sometimes sleep with his mouth open to ease breathing.

The actor was last seen on the big screen in Besharam

SONAM KAPOOR:CANT WAIT TO WORK WITH FAWAD KHAN AGAIN?

                                          Bollywood actress Sonam Kapoor, who is riding high on the success of Khoobsurat, says she will work with her Pakistani co-star Fawad Khan again.

Sonam, whose chemistry with Fawad in the remake of Hrishikesh Mukherjee's 1980 Khoobsurat has been appreciated, says she cannot wait to work with the actor again.

"People have loved our performances and also our chemistry in the movie. They are going crazy over the romance. Fawad and I are working together again for sure," the actress told PTI.

The Raanjhanaa star said she is shocked at the audience's response to Khoobsurat and now feels the film should have been released on a bigger scale.

"We released it on 900 screens because we did not expect this kind of reaction. People thought this will be another Aisha but they were surprised with the film. People have given a lot of love to our movie. They are praising me so much and I feel weird because I don't think I have done something really great. It feels surreal," Sonam said.

The actress, who has had back-to-back hits with Bhaag Milkha Bhaag opposite Farhan Akhtar, Raanjhanaa with Dhanush and now Khoobsurat, said her co-stars feel she is lucky for them.

"All my heroes have been my friends even after the completion of the films so maybe it is true that I am lucky for them. I think even they feel the same. But keeping jokes aside, I don't think I should give myself that much credit. I feel I select the right projects and the correct heroes," said the star, who has started shooting for her next film with superstar Salman Khan.

Sonam, who first shared the screen with the Dabangg star in her debut movie Saawariya in 2009, says she is over the moon about romancing him in Sooraj Barjatya's family drama film Prem Ratan Dhan Payo.

"I am living a dream right now. The shooting of the movie has started. Salman is so handsome and such a fantastic and amazing person to work with. I am on cloud nine," she said.