Saturday, December 08, 2007

Aaja Nachle - The review


"Aaja Nachle" is the come back movie of heartthrob of 90s , Madhuri Dixit, the dancing diva the dhak dhak queen ..but sadly Aaja Nachle turns out to be a mediocre movie which is definitely below the mark. I am sure Madhuri Dixit deserves better than this..


The movie starts in NY where Dia( Madhuri) a successful aerobic instructor or dance teacher is informed about her dying Guru. She immediately flies to India to meet her teacher, who i mite add is clearly the most irritating character in the movie. On her way she recollects all the memories of her life in India, where she learnt how to dance and LIVE.
The flashback part is the hardest to bear..Madhuri is clearly nt a bubbly teenager nemore..n its a torture to c a 40-smthing jumping arnd the city merrily..her Guru addresses her as "chudail"..n thts wen u realise tht nt all dialogues in the movie r meaningless.. Coming back to the story,
Dia elopes to NY with her firang boyfriend Steve (how he falls in luv with this old woman is a mystery!!)when her parents forcefully try to marry her to Mohan (ranvir). She leaves behind a hostile town, few broken hearts and a close friend. Once in NY she realizes that it was a bad decision.
Now aftr all these yrs..She is coming back
to Shamli. She reaches India but by the time she is here her guruji is already dead (thankfully!!) but master ji manages to torture by means of a video he leaves behind where he tells her that Ajanta the theater faces demolition because MP (Akshay Khanna) wants to build a SHAPPIN MAAL there. Dia decides to revive Ajanta by doing a show with the people of Shamli within 2 months and hence save it.

I love underdogs movies, its a genre which forms its foundation on hope, aspirations, motivation and courage. Sadly Aaja Nachle fails to embark these emotions.

As told by Guruji “ Jo dil se nikalta hai who Kala (art) hota hai jodil mein reh jata hai who Kaala(Black) hota hai”. Aaja Nachle also fails to inspire, it fails to indulge you into the lives of the characters. The journey for Dia that seems so difficult in the beginning turns out to be a cake walk. She hardly struggles to achieve the success.

“ Naach Gana nahin Nritya sangeet choudhari sahib” is enuff to convince the rowdy politician Choudhary Sahab(akhilender Mishra). “Aapke jaise modern jamaane ke foreign educted MP se” convinces Akshay Khanna. The whole town which hates Dia is pouring in for auditions. Madhuri dixit gets tons of extras, huge sets, costumes Funds to do all that and there is not even one single scene which shows her intense struggle or tries to explain how. Definitely these things can be left as cinematic liberty but a few explanations would have made the story more believable.

One thing which will impress anybody is the star cast of the movie. Ranvir Shourie as the tea stall owner Mohan who is madly in love with dia clearly stands out in terms of performance. This guy speaks from his eyes and when he says “Chai bhi aapki main bhi aapka he moves the screen; Vinay pathak looks cute and definitely acts well. Kunal Kapur, Irfan khan divya dutta Konkana Sen, : luks like the Director spent all his time on casting..

But the problem lies with the script which hardly leaves any scope for brilliance by any of these actors. Irfan Khan is wasted, Divya dutta has just one good scene and she does a great job. Dia tries to convince Shamli’s junta to support her in her struggle to save ajanta by saying “Jab tak suraj Chaand Rahega Shamli mein Ajanta ka Naam rahega”. Clearly Shamli is not convinced and definitely not you...Aftr the dialogues i hav quoted so far it wudnt require lot of brains to gauge another sad fact..the dialogues of the movie are uninspiring to say the least..

Another shortcoming is the music, you expect mind blowing music the kind of music which will make you jump off your seat and shake a bit. But Aaja Nachle’s music is anything but great. It’s an average soundtrack with few moments of thrust. Another shortcoming is Vaibhavi merchant. This movie was offered on a platter to her..she cudnt hav asked for more than madhuri.. I was wondering if this was the same woman who gave us Kajra re. After a horrible performance in saawariya Miss Merchant again fails to impress. I know its not that bad a job but for a movie like this you expect choreography which is out of this world. The last 20 minutes of the movie in which the play is shown, clearly stand out but with stupid moments like

“na maaro chot lagti hai na maaro,

Chunmun si hatheliyan hai POOCHKAARO”

It leaves you with mixed emotions.

Anil Mehta never tries to go into details. He didn’t explore any single character he fails to put forward the emotions of any character and how the transformation is taking place. IF only he would have tried to put the characters of lives on the celluloid the end result would have been different.

Yash raj has given us great movies but something is missing now. Chak de is the only movie coming out of this production house which comes out as a winner. “tara ra rum pum, Jhoom Barabar, Laga chunari mein Daag and Aaja nachle also fails to live up to the expectation.

2/5

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Dhan Dhana Dhan Goal-- review


The most awaited sports action drama of the year… Dhan Dhana Dhan Goal starring John Abraham, Bipasha Basu, Arshad Warsi, Boman Irani and Naveen Andrews.
Well the only thing audience waits for after getting inside the theatre is "When this crap is gonna end?"

Its a trend these days to make sports based movies. But the only thing related to sports in DDDG is the title and one or two goal scoring shots. Following the league of chak de India goal takes everything what chak de stood for and beats it to death. In fact goal defies all the basic norms of a sports flick. There are no nail biting finishes, no sight of inspiring football and yeah no motivational speeches. Director Vivek Agnihotri made an average debut with "chocolate", a bad but stylish adaptation of Usual Suspects. But in dhan dhana dhan goal its tough to find one good scene in this whole movie.

The situations are bizzare , the characters are shallow, the soundtrack is awful, the sports action is no where to be seen and the Script is a disaster.
Goal is about the southhall football club which is in deep trouble. They haven't won a single match in the last 20 years they dont have any sponsors and now the club faces the fear of being thrown out and hence destroyed forever. The team captain Arshad Warsi owns a kebab corner" GLassy Junction", the team consists of few beer gulping pot bellied laggards who are more interested in blaming each other for their losses then to concentrate on the game.
But for a team you need a coach." BAM comes Boman Irani" a great footballer of his time who is now a pathetic loser drinking his life to death. Sounds familiar... wait for it there is more to come.
Now a team also needs a striker who by the way happens to be the dimpled cheeks John Abrahim. But Arsad Warsi and John despise each other. So the racism hits John and he is out of his Firang club and joins southhall.
But a team also needs a physician... Kaboom here comes Bipasha Basu the sexy sister of our captain who by the ways is waiting for any opportunity to throw herself on our striker John.

After collecting the team Vivek Agnihotri focuses on so many sub- plots of racism, patriotism, father son relationship and in the end he delivers a product which only taran adarsh can watch and appreciate "read it here". But he sets one thing right and that is right from the beginning of the movie he clearly communicates to the audience what to expect in the coming 2 hours. The opening 10 mins of the movie sets the bar so low and when the south hall club owners dies with a ridiculous heart attack( I m assuming it was that only) you cant do anything but laugh and hence when the Item Number pops up in the streets of london ... nobody is amazed. The stupid football players who flaunt their torso after hitting the goal and you wish they should never score again.

A football team consists of 11 players where every individual plays a crucial role but DDDG consists of 4 players with one or two cameos from the remaining cast. To be honest till the end of the movie i was not able to count 16 players who form the team. I guess Boman Irani doesnt believe in substitute. Nobody except John looks like a player.

Director knew from the beginning that this epitome of stupidity wont fetch him money on the box office that is why he tried to rake in some moolah by idiotic product placement.
There are so many things which are wrong about DDDG but the major blame is on the script. The movie fails to connect with the audience on any level and that is because Vivek agnihotri never tries to do that.
By the time the movie reaches the climax and start singing their anthem( which by the way made no sense coz it was not used properly) you just stop caring who wins or who loses because you will be looking for the exit doors to open.

1/5

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

So whats the point?

So what if Aap ka Suroor is a hit, so what Abdul Kalam was not relected, so what Dev anand is still producing movies, so what ram gopal verma is making a mess of sholay God still exists J and so do I.
A lot happened while I was away from this place. My mid terms of 4th term got over, I met all of my friends after long time, one old friend paid me a visit and Shivaji got released. I miss writing but seriously it’s kinda difficult to take out time from my busy schedule of watching movies, treats and sleeping. But then one thing which comes as a package with MBA is time management so I m also learning it. I peacefully manage 9-10 movies in a week, two or three visits to the city and 1-2 night outs that too at the expense of only bunking 1-2 lecture per week.
Since I m no Amitabh Bachan who has the liberty of changing his profession anytime, I had to come back to calcutta to finish off the crime I started 1 year ago. Calcutta is still the same, slow and humid. Before coming to kolkata I had lots of misconceptions but then I faced some realities of life, No matter how is it prepared fish curry is still not tasty, All the bong beauties are either in Bombay trying for movies or they exist only in books and finally Kolkata is not a metro by any means. But then I have faced the truth, made all the compromises and adjusted, I wonder when Tussar Kapur is gonna do that, dude take it just coz your father knew how to jump doesn’t mean his non existing acting genes are inherited by you.
Thankfully HSBC people sent me my summer internship money. I started having doubts whether that money will ever reach me or it is gonna be money of tsunami relief fund which exists only in papers. Waise bhi looking back at the kind of work I did there I doubt it ki whether I deserved it or not. In my opinion the HR guy must have thought kuch charity hi kar dete hain and that’s how I got my money.
This money came in at a very right time… Since I have been having lotsa fun lately and as the basic law of physics says” Anything which is fun costs you atleast 300 bucks” to add to that since my father doesn’t own an oil well or a Darru ka adda my monthly expenses are limited. My atm withdrawal slip looks similar to the monthly grocery list made by my mummiji. The list never ends and my father’s worries become almost equal to that of saurav ganguly’s.
But my parents have got bigger things to worry like who will be the next husband of Tulsi, will UP improve, whether the real estate prices of Bhopal rise and yeah If you got a son like me you really don’t need many other reasons to stay worried. My parents are still trying their level best to convince me to study by paying the senti card ki” beta ab sirf kuch hi din bache hain student life ke, padh le”. But since I m little more smart than Mayawati and slightly better sweet talker than Rakhi Sawant I always escape this whole conversation.
In the end Life has been a jolly ride since the start of this year and I have been enjoying a lot. But at the same timeI m afraid and scared to leave this place. I just wish my life goes on like this forever …….

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Its over!!!

Eeeenhaaa!!! Today is 5th of june my summer internship ended officially on 1st of june but I m still here sitting in my office trying to look busy but the reality is I m searching for the profiles of this year’s Miss Universe contestants. The reason behind this delay for the first time in my life is not me J. Its my guide, apparently he doesn’t have much time to sit thru my presentation and I don’t blame the poor chap he has been pretty busy.
Well I know as a summer intern you really don’t work but atleast the basic reason why m I here is the PPO( pre placement offer) and these people are not even interested in me. But I have lowered my expectations right from the moment I came in. I have already convinced myself thinking “ main bhooka nahin marunga koi na koi company to mujhe bhi le hi legi” and agar wahan bhi kuch nahin hua to main apne bachpan ka sapna poora karunga and I will open a juice shop or a good restaurant in Mumbai.
Well this is not the first time in my life I have been neglected the girls of my school, my college, my college professors they all have been ignoring me for all my life. But after coming to this place I actually felt like I will do something substantial but lets face it tusar kapoor cant act no matter how much money his fat sister pumps in and I cant work no matter how much I think. I have done it all in the last two months bunked office and watched movies, slept in the office used office phone to call up my frnds and had a chat with them for hours.
My project report is on Equipment Finance and mark my words when I say this I myself wont recommend any soul on this planet to follow my recommendations unless he is my sister’s maid (she used to cook horrible food and I guess this will be my way of revenge).
But then as I look back lets face it summers are for fun. I am not talking about those guys of a typical B school whose all the daily activities are governed by the fact that whether this will be a good resume point or not , for many don’t-know-don’t-care kinda people it’s easy cash and lotsa time to enjoy.
In the meantime it started raining in Bombay and I dunno why rains have special effect on people especially on couples it somehow motivates them to do stuff publicly jisse agar shiv sainikon ne dekh liya to they will catch the couple and unki wahin shaadi kara de.
“ No pandit! No Agni! Seedha Vivah sutra ka bandhan” ( okay I have been watching lotsa hindi movies lately..)
I will be leaving tomorrow and agar mera plane hi jack nahin hua ya bomb nahin fata to I will reach Calcutta by 7:30 pm tomorrow. Three people are desperately waiting for me in Calcutta .. my canteen wala, my dhobi and my Bike. First two people because I owe them money and well my bike because kafi dino se woh aise hi khadi hogi with nobody to look after her. You see everybody feels lonely after sometime.
On the other hand I m also pretty excited to get back to campus the incentives are many.. first new junior females will be coming in second I will be moving into a new room and third well the junior females will be coming inJ
Well I really wanna go back not because I hate the food in Bombay which is so difficult to find in the first place but because I miss all my friends. Its strange that you don’t realize how important friends are in one’s life but only after staying away from them one can feel the difference. There comes a time in everybody’s life where your craziness your doubts can no longer be tolerated by your family and then your friends jump in. I miss them all and want to see them .........................