Suspend Your Disbelief!

The fag end of the year…

Two of the most hotly anticipated movies…

Two of the biggest stars of Hindi cinema…

Two men on the wrong side of forty, romancing girls young enough to be their daughters…

Two logic defying plots…

Two certified super hits…

Welcome to the world of blockbusters, Bombay ishtyle!

Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi and Ghajini. Two of the most hotly anticipated movies of 2008, came a couple of weeks apart. Yours truly did not have much hope from both movies, going by the impression formed by their promos and whatever was known about their storylines, but somehow ended up watching both. And the movies fell mostly along the lines of my expectations.

I expected Rab Ne… to be typical diabetes inducing Yash Raj Films yawnfest. Well, it was saccharine sweet, it was boring, yes. And unlike a typical Yash Raj picture, it did not have memorable songs. But the departure that this movie made from the Yash Raj tradition, were in terms of its characters and setting, and that was what clinched the deal for me. Surinder Sahni, the character played by Shahrukh Khan reminded me of Amol Palekar in those wonderful films made by Hrishikesh Mukherjee and Basu Chatterjee when they were at their creative peak. Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi was itself like a “primed up for NextGen” version of Choti Si Baat and to a lesser extent Golmaal. It was heartening to see characters wearing clothes worn by you and me. The protagonist commuting on a scooter like many of you dear readers might have seen your fathers and uncles do. The movie in fact had quite a few similarities with Choti Si Baat. Both had endearingly simple central characters who just couldn’t get around to winning their lady loves. Help for Amol Palekar came in the form of Ashok Kumar who promised to make playboys out of wimps, and for Shah Rukh Khan through his friend played by Vinay Pathak, who turns the world’s most boring government employee into a wannabe hunk (with a supremely garish dressing sense).

But where Choti Si Baat was a crisply edited, fast paced, and innovatively written romantic comedy which kept you glued to the screen in anticipation, Rab Ne… was let down by its writers. The movie has been well shot on wonderful sets and location. The director, Aditya Chopra started shooting the movie in May 2008, wrapped it within 50 days flat and released it in December. That’s quite an achievement considering the great looking and excellently performed end product. But another achievement tagged with the movie is that its screenplay was written in 20 days or so. Alas! That shows and may have proved to be its undoing.

Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi starts off well, portraying the lives and conflicts of its lead characters through some excellent performances and gripping sequences. Anushka Sharma’s character, bludgeoned by tragedy, sitting on her marital bed and turning around to find two pillows is a powerful scene, followed by so many others – SRK taking a bath under a tap, SRK looking adoringly at the tiffin prepared by his wife. Things take a turn with the entry of the alter ego of Suri. Quite like Stanley Ipcis (Jim Carrey) in The Mask and like so many of us, Suri the outwardly sedate and sober soul, has a naughty spirit repressed within him, which he unleashes as Anushka’s dancing partner. Credibility goes to the winds as the lady fails to recognize her husband. However the writer/director cares to explain that it is ‘Rab’ who wants it that way. Fair enough. I am not complaining. I just want my movies to be entertaining, credibility be damned. But the entertainment fizzles out as Suri’s character takes backstage and his flamboyant version, the badly dressed, vulgar but cute, Raj assumes center stage. Not that the Raj character is responsible for the movie going downhill, I mean how many actors can you think of, who can carry inane lines like, “hum hain rahi pyar ke, phir milenge, chalte chalte” or wear the most atrocious tees and jeans with élan. It is the repetitive dance sequences and less of Suri’s character that does Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi in. I think if the script had more of Suri fumbling around to win his wife’s love and their relationship growing along the length of the film, “Rab Ne” may have been a classic.

Talking of classics brings to mind Christopher Nolan’s dizzyingly brilliant Memento. Unfortunately, A.R. Murugadoss only had the skills to rip-off the “15 minutes and memory kaput” element of the original’s plot. Ghajini stayed true to what I expected it to be, the promos reminded me of umpteen south Indian potboilers whose dubbed versions are regularly aired in cheap Hindi movie channels that do not have the money to buy better films.

When it comes to the so-called category of masala films, the self-styled Mr. Perfectionist, Aamir Khan has floundered more often than not. Even when we don’t take into account his Daulat Ki Jung and Mela days. Mangal Pandey – The Rising and Fanaa contributed to the stinking trash that came out when Mr. Khan tried to please the masses in the recent times. Add Ghajini to that dump. However, to be fair it’s not half as bad as the aforementioned films, courtesy it’s fast-paced, action packed plot. But then, that all there’s to Ghajini, and that’s not speaking a lot. I mean lead actors beating up baddies like the original Superman, the one from Krypton, is not a new concept. Bombay film industry grew out of it in the 80s, south Indian film industry still loves it. But the point is, it’s a juvenile and lazy substitute for devising well choreographed stunts, this in the days of the Bourne series and the Bond movies is unacceptable!

Moreover there is not a single well conceived character in Ghajini. We have the super successful hero, who has the world at his feet but falls for the poor beauty with a heart of gold. And later roams around the city like a mad dog killing people. No one recognizes him!!! An explanation is offered early on in the movie that he has recently returned from America and people don’t know him well. But c’mon man, we are talking about someone who is probably counted among the richest people in India, and is also a stunningly handsome bachelor. Anyway as I have explained earlier, I do not look out for logic in movies if they are entertaining enough. That’s the problem with Ghajini. It’s probably one of the most outdated ‘big’ movies I have seen in the last few years. Outdated in terms of its craft, writing, performance… you name it. The director does not reveal the heroine’s mischievous girl with a golden heart character. He bludgeons and drills that into the audiences’ mind. Same with Aamir Khan’s mad dog protagonist, who has to fume, groan and grunt so that the audience can understand his agony, such antics suited Dharmendra better and that too has been reduced to being fodder for the starved talent in various comedy shows on TV. And yes we are reminded every few minutes that the lead character is suffering from anteretrograde amnesia, which also results in a hilarious scene at the climax, where the protagonist goes through two diaries worth of knowledge transfer, gets to the baddy’s den, thrashes his goons into a mangled mass, pummels the arch villain and when he is at the edge of delivering his final blows, the writer/director remember that it’s time to make him start life with a clean slate! I guess, even Superman wouldn’t have managed to pack so much in 15 minutes. Overall the movie doesn’t have much to say, it has 3-4 types of sequences that are repeated throughout in various forms and that makes it tiring to watch. Better luck next time Mr. Khan! As for Mr. Murugadoss, since I have not seen any of his earlier movies, no comments! [Originally published in Passion for Cinema - http://passionforcinema.com/suspend-your-disbelief]