Archive for February, 2010

It seemed like 4 good movies had released this weekend, two in Hindi and two in English. Soon we started hearing so-so reviews of Teen Patti and decent reviews of Karthik Calling Karthik.

So having come back from the sale at Shoppers Stop, and the wife having got her new Bausch and Lomb lenses, as we were contemplating getting the walls repainted with Asian Paints Royal Touch paints, we decided to go ahead and see Karthik Calling Karthik after all.

The titles gave hope. The great combination of Farhan Akhtar, Javed Akhtar, Shankar Ehsan Loy was together again, and that should be good. Once the film started, one of the first things I noticed was the Rubik’s cube. In fact, the cube had a big part in the story, after all! Without any dialogues of course.

Realized that Rubik’s cube seems to be the new “k” symbof for the film industry. The way, Sunita Menon had got everyone starting projects with letter ‘k’, it appears that everyone is now inclined to have a Rubik’s cube in the scene, perhaps for luck. Aamir had it in 3 Idiots, and we know how big that film went. Then Shah Rukh Khan had it with him in MNIK. If claims are to be believed, that one has also gone some distance.

Farhan must have thought that the cube will rescue him too. Unfortunately, the link has been broken now. The cube did not work, after all!

By the way, on the first Sunday for the film, at a prime time show, the theatre was just about 20% full. So business is down, for sure. And the film showed the reason why.

The first half actually was quite breezy. The rising up of the underdog, and his becoming a hero. Usually an entire film is devoted to a story of this type. As I sat and saw the story fly in that first half, that was exactly the question in my mind. What will happen now? The story is already at a point of “happily ever after”. Now what could happen?

As it turned out, not much happened anyway, after the break. The story meandered into some incredulous areas, and it was a dull and boring part most of that second half. Irrespective of where the story went, the subject line was not that gripping to hold the audience’s attention on that one tiny thread, for so long. The end was also quite lame, after all.

So what is the judgement after all? The film is ordinary. The first half is still fine. Quite breezy. Some good banter, in terms of smart dialogues. Decent performances by Farhan and the ravishing Deepika. That’s it, though.

If you must see a Hindi film this weekend, this should still be better than Teen Patti. So go see it. And if you can do without your weekly dose of Hindi films, you will be fine giving this one a skip too.

Oh, even though the phone was an integral part of the story, no telecom brand would have liked to associate. If anything, the film would have led to reduced call usage, and led to lower ARPUs for the telecom brands.

Take care.. Regards – sanjay

It could have been the expectations. There were big statements by SRK and KJo about this being bigger than anything they have done, and what not. About it being a labor of love. And stuff of that kind.

And then the whole SRK-Sena fracas and the question about the possible release of the film in Mumbai. And about how people in Mumbai might be deprived of seeing a masterpiece.

All of this could have been part of the cause of my disappointment.

But only a part. The film just did not deliver and my disappointment came because of that.

But before I get started with my crib sheet, let’s put the good stuff up front. The film was all Shah Rukh Khan. And he does a wonderful job, playing a character with Asperger’s Syndrome. As one with the affliction, the role demands special delivery, and SRK delivers. It is good, it is impressive, as only a role like this can get out of him!

Having said that, if we have to compare with other special characters in films, I would list the following for comparison: Aamir in Ghajani, Hrithik in Koi Mil Gaya, Darsheel Safary in Taare Zameen Par, Ayesha Kapur as the young girl in Black. And I’d believe that all of them did a wonderful job, and SRK in MNIK was somewhere in the middle of this group, certainly not the best there.

But what SRK does well is to constrain his usual style, and put in a tremendously retrained performance as demanded by this role. And which is good.

Kajol looks awesome. Just wish she’d do more films. She has a magnetic personality on screen, and she stands out. Although her role is far smaller than that of SRK, she made it worth seeing the film!

No other character is seriously developed as all of them are bit players compared to SRK. Which is where I start with my crib sheet!

So here’s the exhaustive list of the issues that I have with the film:

1. The point of it! Other than creating sympathy for one suffering from Asperger’s Syndrome, I don’t see the story having any other point. This whole business of all Muslims not being terrorists, I believe, does not need to be told, and when it is told here, appears like one big sermon. For me, the character of Hrithik, and what he had to go through as a city bred Muslim, post Mumbai riots, in the film, Fiza, told a better story! And there must be others like those. MNIK was just one more lecture, of the type you hear from politicians post any terrorist event!

2. The whole point of randomly walking around or going in buses, from one place to another in the US, again without much purpose, also made no sense to me. Ok – what are we trying to prove?

3. Also while I grant the filmmaker, some liberties of stretching facts, when he names places (and he could have easily named other places!), there has to be an understanding of geography. People seem to hop into small town Georgia, all the way from California, or wherever, like it was a 2 hour drive away! Let’s just understand what this distance is like?

4. The scene in the hurricane in Georgia is the most astounding.

– First, in the middle of that hurricane, SRK manages to reach there, like in a hurry, from wherever he was,

– Then, Mamma Jenny asks him to go away! Travel out in that hurricane, back to safety. And like, if he could, why couldn’t they??

– Then the Indian crew of PBS and interns from Star News also wade their way through. And in that hurricane, shoot scenes and project it on live TV. And that’s like the first that the world sees of Khan’s heroices.

– Neither has any kind of official government aid still reached, nor has other mainstream US media reached there. Yet, the place is evidently reachable, as later you see many individual helpers also wade their way in. Including folks from across the country, in California.

Like this place was not a town in modern day USA, but was a small village in Africa, which nobody cared about?!! A little bizarre, I thought.

All in all, there was not much of a story, and these wild extensions were made, to stretch the product to 2.5 hours. Maybe Striker or Road to Sangam drive a better story about the Muslim being, in current times. I haven’t seen either, but have read the storylines, and they seem better. Or a US story with Muslim characters then, is better depicted in thriller, Kurbaan. My Name is Khan does not seem to go anywhere at all!

So except for Shah Rukh’s acting as one with Asperger’s Syndrome, and the rare opportunity these days to see Kajol on screen, there was nothing for me. So much so that I was fidgeting away, tweeting thoughts even while the movie was on. Something I did not need to do in Kurbaan or Harishchandrachi Factory or Ishqiya in recent times. I had gone on a Sunday afternoon, post lunch, with 4 others. Two of them dozed off, for parts of the movie. All this tells me that it did not engross us!

For once, I would propose to those who have not seen the film, that you can safely give it a miss. No, I would not recommend even seeing it once!

When I saw Harishchandrachi Factory, I was reminded of Roald Amundsen, the Norwegian who sailed all the way to the South Pole. Legend has it that when they started off, everyone thought they were going to the North Pole. Only Amundsen knew that he wanted to go to the South Pole, since the North Pole (far nearer to Norway) had already been conquered.

Such are the adventurers of the world, the pioneers, those that go into unchartered waters and create new pathways for the world to follow.

Dadasaheb Phalke, who was India’s first filmmaker, was one such maverick. And the story of his life, Harishchandrachi Factory, is a story of inspiration. To any individual. To a filmmaker, who can owe it to him, to have accelerated the advent of the film industry in India. And most of all, to an entrepreneur.

“Entrepreneur?”, you question?! Yes, indeed. Check my tribute to Dadasaheb Phalke, in terms of the great entrepreneurship learnings that we can pick up from him:

For more information on the movie, check out the official website, and for more about Dadasaheb Phalke, check the wikipedia link or his details on IMDB.

Would love to read your comments on the subject.