Friday, March 19, 2010

Hilarious spoof interview with Kanti Shah

While looking up information and people's thoughts on Gunda, I came across this blog that has a fictional interview with director Kanti Shah. This is a lot funnier if you actually watch the film first haha

You can find the post here
http://greatbong.net/2007/06/20/gunda-the-legend/

Or for the uninitiated:


[This very long blogpost is a transcript of an interview with the great director Kanti Shah, director of the legendary Mithun-da movie "Gunda". And yes this interview is a work of fiction: it has no resemblance to any person---living or dead or seriously sick. I also have no connection with Kanti Shah or the production house of Gunda. ]
“There are two kinds of people in the world. Those who have seen “Gunda”. And those who shall see it.” ——Roger Abhert
Interviewer: Let’s get right to that age-old question fans and critics ask the moment they step out of the theatres—why? What made you make Gunda?
KS: The mid 90s were marked by great intellectual ferment and socio-political change in India. With unbridled economic liberalisation strengthening the unholy cabal of politicians and moneyed ruffians (I refer to this in Gunda as “aaj gundagiri aur netagiri dono eki baap ke do harami aulaad hain) , the nation witnessed fundamental transformations —a fact that was being systematically overlooked by popular escapist entertainment which minted money through vacuous NRI romances, forgetting its solemn duty to be the mirror of its times.
In 1997, I sought to make a statement through “Loha” where I tried to weld together the pernicious effects on the fabric of India of the new media (Inspector Kale, the evil policeman whenever he is asked to counter crime says “Main jayoon, Zee TV dekhne?”), caste (”driver ki ladki itni sexy!“), the fondling of a man’s bottom by another man (”mawali log tujhe chikna chikna bolke tere peechwar-e pe haath pherte the“) and existential angst (”Abh main bin petrol ki gari aur bin nashe ke tari hoon, main woh phateli sari hoon jo ek hijra bhi naheen pahenegi” ). However, because of the demands of the producer we had to put in a totally unrelated Govinda- Monisha romance angle that destroyed the celluloid mosaic I had intended “Loha” to be. Taking the lesson that even moderately big budgets require you to sell your artistic soul, I decided to make Gunda (derived from the German “Gund” meaning war and which some etymologists claim has been formed by the insertion of the word “Lund” into the word “Gaand” making it “G+ und”) by myself on a shoe-string budget, determined not to compromise my creativity in any manner.
Interviewer: Certain critics consider Gunda to represent the very worst of everything Bollywood has to offer. A done-to-death revenge plot, gratuitous violence especially towards women, shocking language and over-the-top acting. How do you react to that criticism?
KS: These critics are unfortunately literalists. And while they applaud the surreal appeal of Fellini’s La Strada, they are unwilling to put away their neorealist sensibilities while evaluating Gunda. My movie, intentionally confined by the grammar of popular cinema so as to make the message accessible to the hoi polloi, is actually an allegory where each villain represents something larger than just himself. More specifically, each villain here is a metaphor for the challenges facing India in the 90s.
Let me explain.
First there is Bulla, the main evil man. His motto is “Mera naam hain Bulla, rakhta hoon main khullaaaaaa“. While the literalists interpret this as a declaration that this man does not wear underwear, most right-thinking viewers will immediately realize that Bulla represents the “open” economy—that instrument of the capitalist West to suck out the life blood from the unwashed masses. Yes Bulla’s malignancy represents the depredations wrought by the “khullam-khulla capitalist system” with its removal of protection for farmers and small industries: in short the principal villain of the 90s.
Next there is Chutiya, Bulla’s hermaphrodite brother who is kept alive through a steady supply of “London se sex ki goliyan” in the hope that he becomes a “mard” or man. Chutiya represents the confused generation of the 90s, neutered morally at birth and slowly converted into a perverted abomination by the erotic media images from MTV and Channel V (the sex ki goliyan).
Then there is Pote—jo aapne baap ki bhi naheen hote. He represents those who revel in wanton violence ; whose raison d’etre for living is in inflicting pain and suffering—-kind of like those who took the lead during the Babri Masjid riots and later in Gujrat. And their life philosophy is articulated by Pote when he declares, with barely controlled glee that: “Hum aise lashein bicha denge jaise kisi nanhen munhen bacche ke nunhi se pesaab tapakta hain…tap tap“. When the sound of dead bodies falling on the ground resonates like the pitter-patter of an innocent baby’s urine striking the cobble stones—you know that the country is in trouble.
The 90s were marked by greedy industrialists, servants of pure avarice, who made common men kneel down and suck their bananas while they aggrandized themselves. This class is crystallized in the character of Ibu Hatela whose patented introduction is “Mera naam Ibu Hatela, Ma meri chudail ki beti, baap mera shaitan ka chela, khayega kela?” Their natural proclivity to go through the backdoor of the economic system is expressed through Ibu Hatela’s repeated use of lines like “Hum uske pantloon pharenge. Woh bhi peeche se
And of course the law, as represented by Inspector Kale ,(a bit of Quentin-ish self-reference here as the cop in Loha also had the same name) had by the 90s become an extension of the criminal system. This is conveyed, without pulling any punches, in the scene where an honest policeman (the hero’s father) accuses Kale of being hand-in-glove with the criminals through the poetic denouncement: “Lagta haain Bulla ka thukh chata hain tumhe, peshaab piya hain uska“. Licking spit and drinking urine. Verily that was the law then.
Finally the Delhi politician “kafan chor neta” (Dilli se billi ka dudh peeke aaya hain) and Bacchu Bagona represent the cancerous Indian political leadership where friendships based on mutual benefit (teri biwi uske paas aur uske biwi tera paas soti thi) and not ideology are quickly transformed into enmity based on the shifting alliances of the criminals that control the politicians and are in turn provided protection by these lumpen administrative elements (as Chutiya says: “Yeh jo kaala genda hain na iske saath jhagra mat kijiye. Kyon ke kanoon aur humare beech Yeh ek saafed chadar hain. Iske saath jhagra karenge na to kapde dhulenge bharatiyon addon pe”)
Having created these personifications of India’s problems, I also created as their dramatic adversary (Main hoon jurm se nafrat karne waala, shareefon ke liye jyoti, goondon ke liye jwaala) the character of Shankar, (played by Prabhuji Mithun Chakraborty) a coolie in a airport . He represents the typical hard-working Indian man forced to balance time between an overweight girl friend, an even fatter sister, an overacting father, alcoholic friends and a pet monkey who can drive a car. It is Shankar and his family that is crushed underneath the “system” of the 90s—a system that Shankar rises against through the inspirational “Do chaar chaaye aat dus. Bus” reciting of even numbers and concomitant retributory cleansing violence.
Thus being a depiction of the eternal conflict between good and evil with each character being an anthropomorphization of historical forces, Gunda transcends all cinematic formulae. Even after this if people want to call Gunda trite, well all I can say, paraphrasing a line from Loha, that their intellects “kisi garbabhati billi ki latakti hui pet ki tarah latak raha hain
Interviewer: Kind of like a Mahabharata of the times.
KS: Exactly. And like Mahabharata, Gunda is not just about conflict. I will go so far as to say that the conflict is secondary to the human drama. In the best traditions of a Greek tragedy, noone comes unscathed from the Gunda experience. While ostensibly the story of a man who loses his father, sister and wife to the evils of society, it is also the cautionary tale of an evil man (Bulla) who swept away in a malestorm of revenge and violence (as he once tells Shankar: “Tujhe jalta bhunta dekhkar hum is tarah khush hote hain jis tarah koi shaitani-type ke bacchen aapne guriya ke haath payer todkar talee marte hainnnnnnn”) is consumed by the flames of his own rage.
He first sees his darling sister made “lamba” by arch-rival Lambu Atta following which Bulla laments, in an epic scene, “Munni meri behen munni, munni meri behen munni, to tu mar gyee? Lambu ne tujhe lamba kar diya? Maachis ki tili ko khamba kar diya?“. And then the pain he experiences everyday in seeing his mentally challenged younger brother trying to become a “mard” is gut-wrenching. Bulla feeds him sex pills from London and like a kind elder brother provides him girls to rape (and I should add, Chutiya doesnt even know it’s a crime to forcibly fornicate as he keeps asking Bullah: “Bhaiyya bhaiyya, rape karna kya buree baat hain?“). Till one day Chutiya emerges a man —an occasion he marks by disco-dancing with eunuchs to the tune of “Haye haye mere bhai jawaan ho gya, toota hua teer kaman ho gya“. And yet just when “tere tube main light aaya tha” , Shankar despatches Chutiya to his maker (as Bulla says: “tera fuse uda diya”) by cutting off his organ. (Incidentally that castration scene was tough to picturize—-many crew members got reacquainted with last night’s dinner !). What tragedy!
Does Gunda’s scope end here? No sir. The canvass is even larger. Sin and redemption. Shankar risks his life for sworn enemy Bulla’s illegitimate daughter (”Haseena ka paseena”). But forgiveness is not for all. At the opposite end, arch-criminal Lambu Atta, asks in vain for mercy from Bulla once he realizes that he is surrounded by Bulla’s deadly assassins.
Bulla. mere ko mat maar. Mere ko aapna bhadwa bana de. Main ladkiyan supply karte rahoonga aur tu maaze lete rahena. Tere ko AIDS se bachane ke liye nirodh ban jayoonga. Towel baanke tere kamad se lapak jayoonga. Mere ko mat maar. Aur agar maarna hi hain to mujhe cheel-chaal ke chakka bana de. Main sari lapet kar tere liye dance karoonga…Gore gore gaal gaal gore gore..
And no. Even this offer of slavery cannot save Lambu Atta who gets his “maut ka chata”.
Interviewer: One of the persistent criticisms of “Gunda” made by feminists and even by some masculinists is that Gunda is a monument to misogyny and chauvinism. They have taken umbrage to the lines :” Roti hote hain khane ke liye aur boti hote hain chabane ke liye, badhsha ki behen ho, ya fakeer ki beti, har kisi ko aana parta marad ke niche bajane ke liye citi” and “Chatri hotee hain kholne ke liye, chadar hotee hain orne ke liye aur ladki hotee hain cherne ke liye” as being medieval and repugnant. Comments.
KS: There it is again: the trap of literalism. In “Gunda” women represent purity and honesty and what I show is the violation of that. Simple. I never want to titillate, I can assure you. In fact where Bulla encounters Shankar’s wife, they talk in perfect rhyme to each other—which attests to the fact that my intention is to be poetic, rather than vulgar.
KS: Now here’s my question to you, the interviewer. As a fan yourself, what is your favourite Gunda moment?
Interviewer: Tables turned. Haha. Well there is a scene in which super-pimp Lucky Chikna screams at a sex-worker who is doing “liptam chipti chipkam lipti” with a guy instead of servicing her client. When she protests that “Woh buddha kuch karta naheen hain. Sirf bolta hain choos choos meri ungli choos“, Lucky Chikna delivers the line:”Dhande pe baithi hain to buddha kya, jawan kya, kya chotha kya bara, kya baitha kya khara“. There is any austere beauty in this scene I have never been quiet able to fathom.
Interviewer: Now back to the questions. What do you think is the legacy of Gunda?
KS: Gunda is on IMDB at 8.6. It is uniformly accepted as a masterpiece. It holds the world record for being screened in almost all men’s hostels in India. Often in a loop. There is are orkut communities for it. There is even a fan site. It is now a popular baby-name. There is a city in the republic of Buryatia named after the movie. A Gunda-themed apparel line exists. There is “Gunda pickle” which on consumption makes you scream like Lambu Atta after he sees his chikna bhai Kundan murdered. An Aussie band has named themselves Gunda Guys to honor their love for the classics. The Zulus have named a “cottol reel car” Gunda Gunda.
Gunda dialogues have passed into popular lingo. “Tere behen ko kar doonga khullam khullah” is an accepted form of greeting between men in college campuses in India. The idea of Lucky Chikna’s sex garden (”latakta circus”) where people fornicated on hanging khatiyas has been adopted by discerning brothels all over the world. Many children born accidentally due to defective contraceptives are being named “Nirodh Kumar” in many parts of India, in honour of a character of the same name in “Gunda”.
Interviewer: Lastly, there are so many questions over which fans have agonized over the years. Why does the hero’s father’s moustache disappear and reappear between scenes? Why does the Mithun-da character, a coolie, have a cellphone in the mid 90s? And also a rocket-launcher? Why does 70% of the movie take place on a tarmac? Is the relationship between Bulla and Lambu Atta homoerotic (as Lambu says: Bulla ke naam leke tune khara kar diya hain mera) ?Why did Chutiya think that the bathroom is the only place Shankar will not look for him? Are the Ambassadors in the movie remote-controlled?Why is the Vidhan Sabha and the High Court the same building?Why…
KS: (interrupting). Yes I know. Some true fans have tried to find the solution to these questions through the Gunda FAQ. All I can say is that I was greatly influenced byDadaism, a movement of the early 1900s whose principle was the conscious rejection of logic, rationality and conventional aesthetics. Actually the name Bulla is a tribute to Bulldada which means something that is “brilliant specially because it does not know its own stupidity”, with Bulldada itself a term born out of the Dadaist philosophy. In short, with such influences,trying to find total coherence in Gunda is ultimately a self-defeating experience.
Interviewer: Any final words to the fans?
KS: Thank you for the love and support. And watch Gunda. Again and again. There has never been a movie like this before. Trust me. There never will be one like this again.
[Acknowledgements: Gunda movie online, and the orkut Gunda community and its active members for the inspiration]

Thursday, March 18, 2010

A couple Gunda clips

A taste of cinematic excellence





Wednesday, March 17, 2010

GUNDA


Original Title: Gunda (Hooligan)
Year: 1998
Director: Kanti Shah
Writer: Bashir Babar
IMDb: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0497915/
Genre: Bollywood Action


Synopsis:
Shankar, a coolie, comes in the way of the bad guys, Bulla and his cronies. They kill his father and sister. Shankar vows revenge and eliminates all of them in bizarre and gruesome fashion.


I really want this on a shirt

This is the sort of movie that introduced me to Bollywood. It's a B-movie in every sense of the term. And believe me, a Bollywood B-movie from this time feels like a D-movie for us here in the US. I've seen people compare Gunda to Plan 9 From Outer Space, a sentiment I can somewhat get behind despite there being a lack of stock footage like in Mr. Wood's opus. Sorry, movie fans... no octopus here!

But at least half the film takes place on a tarmac... that's good for something, yeah?

Full of completely odd directorial choices, one has to wonder if much of this film is a tongue-in-cheek parody instead of simply borderline inept, but I must say it's a bit more fun to think about it in terms of the latter.

Gunda stars Mithun Chakraborty as Shankar, a normal guy that gets tied up in a gang war and takes matters into his own hands when things become very personal. When recommending this movie previously, I had always laughed about this character with his little mullet, his little bit of chubbiness, and his KICK ASS WINDBREAKER FROM HELL, but last night when actually researching the film for the first time, I came to the realization that Mr. Chakraborty is a pretty damn big star in India!

I had no idea!

At one point number two only to the great Amitabh Bachchan himself, Mithun has made over 250 movies in his career, was once known as a great dancer which was highlighted in films... and here's the kicker...

I've seen some of his movies!

I'm so ashamed.

Not because I have seen them... ohhh no... but because I never put 2 and 2 together. Not even close. In my defense, the couple films I have seen him in, he looked completely different. He aged quite a bit from the 80s to the late 90s. And when I watched this, taking the production quality into account, I never would have imagined that a big star would be in it. I honestly thought everyone was just normal ol' shlubs just having fun in front of (and behind) the camera.

Upon reading Mithun's wikipedia, I learned that in the 90s, he decided to leave Mumbai and the big film industry and moved to a more rural location, opened a making over 80 low budget films over a decade. "These movies were mainly produced to cater to the audiences of Madhya Pradesh and Bihar, where Mrithun has a cult-following even today."

Would this be like a Tom Hanks quitting Hollywood and making B-movies for residents of Alabama?

Shankar has his humorous moments - you can really see Mithun's personality shine through despite is obvious declining dancing abilities - but his true talents lie in his fighting ability. This guy can kick anyone's ass! ANYONE! Don't focus on the fact that he carries a rocket launcher in the trunk of his Hyundai (and wears a Michael Jackson jacket 15 years after they were cool)... this guy will use his bare hands to rip dudes in mesh tank tops apart.

He is so amazing that a kick that misses by a foot will still do massive damage. The air movement created from his masterful foot movements send fools flying.


If you love corny fighting, then you will have a blast with Gunda. The punches... hell even grabbing someone's shoulder!... makes a giant punch noise. Kanti Shah uses some awesome reverse footage to have guys jumping up from the ground. And he doesn't fuck around with finding stunt doubles that look like the actors because that would take too much time. Here you will see a fat dude jump in the air, cut to a skinny man in khakis FLIPPING 10 FEET IN THE AIR, then fat guy landing.


And then I think Shankar kicked the piss out of his fat face.

I really found myself laughing out loud at the action scenes. They don't waste a lot of times with guns in the film... at least not against people. Most confrontations here end up in some sort of hand to hand (or foot to face) combat. But there are some great explosions (by great I mean L-O-L), slow motion, a car crash that made me so happy I could pee... it's silly fun.

The actors around Mithun are all over the top. Very much so. Mithun is hammy, but not nearly the most ridiculous. The characters that appear in the film speak in rhymes, look at the camera, and all seem like parodies of some villain somewhere. The villains in particular are the reasons for feeling that the film is at the very least a comedy at heart and most likely an intentionally cheesy action romp.


The main villain Bulla played by Mukesh Rishi has a fanfuckingtabulous stache and always repeats a rhyme when he is doing something badass like stabbing fat fuckers or threatening funerals. I believe the rhyme is something like "Mera naam hai Bulla, mai hamesha rakhta hoon khulla," translated in the subtitles to something like "My name is Bulla, and I do it in the open," but I have read that the line can be translated to something about him not wearing underwear. I'd love to find someone who could tell me exactly what he is saying... at least how it translates into Hindi.

He doesn't seem to be anything remotely approaching a good actor, but Rishi as Bulla has become one of my favorite bad guys because of how strange and campy he seems. The manner in which he delivers his lines is drawn out and over dramatic. It's a bit hard to describe, but it's very unrealistic... so much so I couldn't help but believe it was done in a humorous way.

The murderous guy walks around with a pet leopard on a leash, loves to dance with eunuchs (yep), and has an oddball hermaphrodite brother that he gives a certain pill to that makes him into a violent rapist.


Holy shit.

More evidence that Shah at least somewhat knew what he was creating here was the breaking of the fourth wall that goes on. For instance, as the villains are initially introduced, and rhyming their lines, they are speaking directly to the camera. The writing and dialogue is so bad, one has to believe on some level it was intentional. I realize that some of it may be due to something being lost in translation to the subtitles, but the things that some characters say when attempting to be threatening will make you chuckle before anything else in how crazy it sounds.

There is even a moment near the beginning when a character references another Kanti Shah film, even quoting it to make a point.

I can't say I have ever seen that in a movie ever!

Ultimately, Gunda comes off as very bizarre in its presentation. I'll be amongst the first to say that Bollywood has its fair share of melodrama, but this film takes it to another level. It's overlong for such a film, but we've learned that comes with the territory now. The comedy is very broad, but not to the point where someone is going to rub their ass after getting kicked or you're hearing a bell sound with a shot to the nuts. The singing/dancing numbers feel more out of place than normal, but the style of dancing and the matching outfits had a different feel than usual... again almost as if they were sarcastic? I'm not sure.

I talk a lot on my blog about movies toeing the line of something, and I think Gunda is a prime example of toeing the line of ridiculousness without ever making me want to give up on it. At times the movie even feels surreal in its madness. Backgrounds and such will just change from scene to scene.

For ultimate ridiculously bad action, you cannot do much better than this film. I could go on and on just talking about little parts from the movie, but honestly it's something that will be much more appreciated when seen. I'm not sure how to score the film as I love it, but it's so terribly made.

We'll just say I love how bad it is.

Technically speaking, the film is probably a 2 / 10
It's a film made in 1998 that looks like 1973, the scenes are lacking, the story is recycled and its presentation sometimes doesn't even make sense, the acting is absurd

But as far as my enjoyment of it... I'm going 8.75 / 10
I just love Gunda and it's faults. It is overlong and some scenes in particular were too drawn out, and the obligatory romance was 'meh' at best, but I smile through this movie and recommend it to anyone who loves finding beauty in the nonsensical.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

if you like Zanjeer...

...check out 2 other Amitabh films I've watched recently. Yes, this is a lazy way to review something, but I don't want to keep the Bollywood coverage going on for too too long.




The first is 1978's Don.

Synopsis:
A ruthless gangster named Don is killed during a scuffle with the police. Since only DSP DeSilva knows of this incident, he recruits another person named Vijay who is a spitting image of Don. Vijay is planted in Don's place in Don's gang and DeSilva has a plan to nab the entire gang in this way. But when DeSilva dies during a raid, the secret that Vijay is not Don is also buried with him. Now Vijay is on the run - from the police and the criminal gang - and has to find the last piece of evidence to prove his real identity before it is too late.

I didn't like this movie as much as I liked Zanjeer when I first saw it, and I believe that is because the length of this one really got to me. Having just watched the two and a half hour Zanjeer the day before, perhaps I just needed something a bit tighter. By the time a guy starts to tightrope walk (in a tragic fucking green screen display) I had lost patience.

So why am I recommending it? Well, I do believe that viewed out of my context, this film could hold up better. It is highly regarded in Amitabh's resume, and is a different twist on the actiony crime flick. Plus, Amitabh's performance as both the Don and Vijay, the man who pretends to be the Don, is damn good stuff.

He's at one point a ruthless bastard, then the next a singing, dancing, betel leaf chewing dude who instantly feels over his head. If it weren't for the side story with a couple kids' real father, I think this would be better.

I read that this story was inspiration for Infernal Affairs (which in turn inspired Scorsese's The Departed), but I'm not sure this is true. The stories are similar in structure however with the straight man being placed in a group of organized criminals to obtain information.

Score: 5.75 / 10





The other is 1975's Sholay



Synopsis:
After his family is murdered by a notorious and ruthless bandit, a former police officer enlists the services of two outlaws to capture him.

Before I get to anything else, I have to say that it is criminal that a better release of this film is not available. Being the first 70mm film ever to come out of India and essentially the highest grossing Hindi film of all time, the fact that the only DVD releases are cropped to full frame and the prints are dirty and damaged is just plain wrong.

Anyway, I'm sure I am not going to say anything here that hasn't been said before. I think for fans of genre cinema, particularly Westerns and Spaghetti Westerns, who aren't familiar with Hindi cinema, this may be the place to start. Yes, it goes on longer than a Peter North facial, (188 minutes!) but the slower style of filmmaking works here. The subplots that can weigh a lot of Bollywood films down all contribute well to the overall story.

The performances are universally strong... Amitabh is a cool motherfucker as usual.

I really do think that fans of cinema owe it to themselves to at least see this one Bollywood in their lifetime if no others. It's not perfect, you've probably seen the story in The Magnificent Seven or whatever, and the humor that is there can be broad (particularly the Hitler warden in the prison... ugh...) but it's a good damn movie that I am glad I finally sat down and finished.

Sorry... that 3+ hours can really be a hurdle! 

Score: 8.5 / 10

Friday, March 12, 2010

ZANJEER



Original Title: Zanjeer (The Chain)
Year: 1973
Director: Prakash Mehra
Writer: Javed Akhtar, Salim Khan
IMDb: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0070947/
Genre: Bollywood, action


Synopsis: The world erodes around Vijay, an honest police officer. He is jailed for 6 months on false charges, trapped by gang leader Teja. When Vijay is released from jail, he plans to take revenge.

Oh baby... Bollywood + Eurocrime
Bollycrime?
Curryeurocrime?

This film is the one responsible for making Amitabh Bachchan a superstar and started a series of films featuring his new "angry young man" style character. I was surprised when watching this how much like a Eurocrime film it ended up feeling like. It opens with a young Vijay and his parents celebrating Diwali. Vijay's dad, a career criminal, has told his boss that he is leaving the life of crime and going straight. Bossman ain't having this shit, so he sends a man (wearing a peculiar bracelet with a white horse dangling from it) to off dad. Mom wanders in and gets plugged too, all while young Vijay watches in horror hiding in a closet.

Fast forward years later, and Vijay has become an inspector and is plagued with dreams of a shadowy figure riding a white horse. Amitabh Bachchan is this eurocrime/Dirty Harry rip-off style detective, not opposed to bending the rules to get his shit done. This is most apparent right from the beginning as Vijay finds out immediately upon arriving at his new precinct (he has been transferred out of several due to his constantly not following protocol - a definite eurocrime convention) the name of a man with loads of public complaints against him and calls him into his office for a little chat.

I would say called him in for a sit-down, but there is actually a great moment once this man Sher Khan (Pran) arrives between him and Vijay where Vijay kicks a chair away from Shar Khan just as Khan is about to seat himself. Vijay had not invited Shar Khan to sit, and was pissed that he was treating his office as if it was his home. The two men go back and forth a bit here, and this all culminates in a pretty sweet street fight later on between the two.

I'm not sure that the end result of this confrontation was all that well done, however: Sher Khan agrees to just stop his gambling dens and such immediately because of his newfound respect for Vijay and his tiger-like spirit. I understand the intention here, and having a new respected friend with connections outside law enforcement helps to move the story along, but I wish that there had been a bit more complexity to the situation or at least to the Shar Khan character. I will say that Pran's performance was a highlight for me, however. I loved his constantly pushing his hair back - especially before/after headbutting some poor bastard in the chest!

Old school dressed with red hair and an awesome stache and beard, Sher Khan was an interesting character and definitely different from those around him in this particular story. At times he made me think of Mario Adorf's Luca Canali in La Mala Ordina (Manhunt), not because he was an underdog, but because he had a fiery disposition inside a deceiving kinda chubby package... (I said "chubby package"). Oh, and he headbutts the shit out of people. He's a prideful man and eventually very reliable to Vijay, but as I said, I wish there was just a little more dimension.


Then there's the obvious other go-to here is Amitabh's character which I have mentioned already. It is a one-dimensional character essentially, as are many cop roles in similar films, but Amitabh's one dimension is pretty fucking cool. He isn't the typical hothead, but instead keeps his wits about him almost universally. He does lose it from time to time, and when he does, he loves to multi-kick people instead of the usual punch combination (hilarious). He throws a dropkick out there which was pretty awesome, and one dude he just fucking stands on to drown his ass in the tub!

But don't get me wrong - it's all about the Amitabh stare and trademark deep voice here. He'll make your balls just a little bigger just hearing it.

The man doesn't even look completely ridiculous in a prison uniform that has short pants, so that says something.

The story stays largely simple and easy to follow fortunately despite the ever-present Bollywood tradition of including many plot points. As with many other films in the police/crime genre, this story boils down to a rogue cop vs. an organized criminal, but Zanjeer toes that line of getting weighed down in its subplots. It's not really enough to mess with the flow of the film significantly, but when you take your time not only on the main story but also on the developing friendship between Vijay and Sher Khan, a childhood flashback, a budding romance with a knife sharpener (and yes that actually comes into play as well!), etc., you will run the risk of just going on too long. 'Tis the Bollywood way, though. Directors here take their time developing stories. As I've said previously, this can be a daunting feature for American audiences in particular who are used to a similar story that can be told in 90 minutes instead of 145!

Mehra made a solid film here, but it isn't going to be for all audiences. The musical numbers alone will turn off many viewers who enjoy this genre film (there are usually around 5 or 6 songs in a Bollywood film this length it seems). I liked the music here, as I typically like the older style Hindi music as opposed to the top 40 sound of a lot of the film music today.

This isn't a story you can't find elsewhere, as 90-minute eurocrimes seem to be a dime a dozen, but it's a cool piece of Bollywood history as it marked a definite transition from loads of romance movies to loads of action movies being made

Plus, you get to see Amitabh Bachchan doing his great angry young man for the first time.

Definitely recommended for fans of Curry-action

Score: 6.5 / 10

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

What I have been watching lately PART II

Return to the Battle of the Khans


Here's where I review a handful of Shahrukh Khan's films that I have been watching. Another current Bollywood megastar, Shahrukh seems to take fewer risks in his characters and films overall than Aamir which makes them an interesting contrast. I enjoy Shahrukh's films, but in a different way.




Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi (2008)
A middle-aged man who has lost his love for life recovers it through the love of a vivacious young girl.

Ah, if only that remained the focus of the film...

Like school buddy films, I love a good loser trying to get the girl film. I really liked the parts of Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi where Sharukh played the simple, middle-aged man Surinder. Surinder is a good man, but keeps to himself, lives alone, etc. Then you have the lovely and lively Taani (Anushka Sharma) who loses her fiancee on the eve of their wedding. Taani's father is a long time mentor and former professor of Surinder, and upon growing ill tells his daughter that he can only rest well knowing that she is well cared for by the man he trusts most in Surinder.


Their marriage is arranged to fulfill the father's wishes, despite Taani not really wanting to and Surinder feeling embarrassed and possibly ashamed. Taani lives a depressed life, mourning her deceased love still, and Surinder begins to love her from afar, unsure how to make her happy.


I would have liked this film to have developed from this story alone, but that wouldn't be Bollywood enough, no? What we end up getting is a sort of douchebag Superman where Surinder poses as a handsome cocky type, Taani of course not recognizing him, trying to get to know her this way. He believes Taani will only associate his geeky self with pain and remain sad.


The humor is broad  and the story unrealistic, but ultimately I did enjoy this film for what it was. You certainly have to suspend belief, and just enjoy the colors, dancing, lighthearted story, etc. I fucking loved the song Surinder sings first in the film titled Haule Haule, when he first begins to think that maybe a movie star type is what Taani wants in life.

Not sure what it is, but it just caught my corny ass at the right time.



Shahrukh is cheesy, but does a solid job, especially as the loveable loser persona. Not the greatest film ever, but I liked it more than I thought I would.

Score: 7.25 / 10





Om Shanti Om (2007)
In the 1970s, Om, an aspiring actor, is murdered, but is immediately reincarnated into the present day. He attempts to discover the mystery of his demise and find Shanti, the love of his previous life.

Now talk about suspending belief. Om Shanti Om was a film I heard high praise for from friends, and thus saved it until last in my mini-Shahrukh watching spree. I was a little let down by the end of the film, but it was a fun trip getting there.

The best parts for me were the production and set design, and the first half of the film that takes place in the 1970s. Shahrukh's hammy side was certainly at home here as this (and into much of the second half) serves as a loving spoof of the Bollywood film industry. Everyone and everything is intentionally over the top and colorful. There's a cool musical number at the outset, showing the gorgeous main actress Deepika Padukone dancing through scenes of famous Bollywood films. (She is digitally inserted into them and it looks pretty cool. I wish I knew the films better, and I think I could appreciate the scene more)

There are a few jumps in plot in the second half that we not well done in my opinion, one big one in particular that I won't spoil here, but it all leads into a story at the end that I just didn't care for.

At least it looked good up until the very end!

Also, watch for the extremely catchy Deewangi Deewangi (many people will recognize this song from somewhere outside the movie... it's actually driving me crazy that I cannot place it.) In his song/dance number, you get brief cameos from loads of Bollywood stars. I recognized a few, but someone more versed in Hindi cinema will have a lot of fun here I think. It's not my normal style of music by any means, but I enjoyed this scene a lot. Hell, even if you hate the song, you're gonna be singing the Ooooom shanti ooooooom in your head all day!



This film is a cool little twist on the Bollywood formula, but didn't consistently hold my interest. It just started to lose me when the main plot began to take shape.

Score: 6.25 / 10





My Name Is Khan (2010)
Rizwan Khan, a Muslim from the Borivali section of Mumbai, suffers from Asperger's syndrome, a form of high-functioning autism that complicates socialization. The adult Rizwan marries a Hindu single mother, Mandira, in San Francisco. After 9/11, Rizwan is detained by authorities at LAX who mistake his disability for suspicious behavior. Following his arrest, he meets Radha, a therapist who helps him deal with his situation and his affliction. Rizwan then begins a journey to meet US President Obama to clear his name

OK, I'm too lazy to rewrite that synopsis, but I suppose it is approaching what actually took place in My Name Is Khan... Yes, he is on a journey to tell the president that he is not a terrorist, but there's a lot that leads up to this, and his Asperger's certainly plays a part in this decision.

What I took from this film wasn't so much the story first, but rather that it felt like a project that Aamir Khan would take on instead, which is why I chose to put it here as opposed to some other of Shahrukh's films that I have seen lately. Everything else I have seen with him he has ben portrayed as a hunky and/or romantic lead, but here is essentially the Indian Rain Man. I thought Khan did a really nice job here... as did the actors around him. I really liked seeing Kajol who has appeared in quite a few films with Shahrukh Khan. Let's not be misleading at all here though, this is certainly the Shahrukh show.

At it's heart, this is a great story and film. It is very nicely shot and tackles some admirable topics. But those topics are the main thing that weighed down the film for me. There is way too much crammed in here for proper resolution of any of it, really. We have Muslim/Hindu relations... post-9/11 Muslim treatment in America... a mourning mother and family... the Asperger's challenge itself.... Bush and Obama... terrorism at a mosque... terrorist detainees being mistreated... a fucking hurricane that is more like an unrelenting monsoon (Katrina references abound).

It all ends up gumming up the works and making the film feel more shallow than it could have been.

One problem I think American audiences will take from this film is how Americans themselves are portrayed. Almost every white face here is an asshole at some point, and the small town in Georgia has some very stereotypical black characters. It was kind of annoying as I was watching the film, but after it was over and I thought more about it, I realized that this film was most likely made first for an Indian audience. Some characterizations had to be done in the context of the story to get a point across.

And as for the Georgia town with dirt paths that floods uncontrollably and is only visited by citizens... I believe this is more a representation of a very rural Indian village. It was made more familiar to that audience. Even with the government's problems at handing the Katrina disaster, there was still a presence by the National Guard at some point, and normal citizens could not just wander into the area to help those forgotten. It was all told in hyperbole in the film for a reason, but didn't exactly work for me.

I'm not gonna lie, this movie teared me up a few times. But some of the negatives just drug down the overall experience.

An interesting real life story actually had Shahrukh being detained for hours at an American airport because of his last name when he was coming here to promote this film in which this Muslim man is detained at an airport because of his name. People that worked at the airport were asking for his autograph while the whole process was going on.

Score: 6.5 / 10




Shahrukh seems to more embrace his Bollywood fame and status. He's a good actor, but his films entertain mostly in a different way. There are certainly exceptions, such as the outstanding Swades: We, the People, and obviously My Name Is Khan, but you are definitely doing to see Shahrukh with his shirt open and hair blowing in the wind before Aamir at this point in their careers. Shahrukh is going to have 3 Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Ghams and Devdases (both good, colorful films in their own mega-melodramatic ways) for every Swades it seems to me in my limited experience.

Well, there you have it. The "outsider" and the "superstar." My foundation thus far for Bollywood of the past 10 or 15 years.

I'll be covering more genre-style Bollywood films coming up, don't you worry your pretty little head. Amitabh is coming!!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

A little of what I have been watching lately

A.K.A. The Loaf-centric Battle of the Khans: Part I

Having only watched some older films, with the help of a coworker I have started watching some newer Bollywood films... particularly those by arguably the two biggest actors in the industry today... Aamir Khan and Shahrukh Khan. As I really like to keep my reviews here on more obscure films generally, I thought I would give some mini, rapid fire reviews for some Khan flicks (all 15 years old or less) here to start things off.

My interest in these two actors in particular kind of stems first from the film 3 Idiots, which premiered around Christmas and became a huge, huge hit. People at my theater were lined up, the ticket prices were higher than ever in India, and the film quickly became the highest grossing Bollywood film ever. 3 Idiots is an Aamir Khan film, released from his own production company, and it beat out Aamir Khan's earlier film Ghajini for the highest grossing of all time.

Rounding out the top 4 of the unadjusted for inflation top grossing list are two Shahrukh Khan films... Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi (A Couple Made By God) and Om Shanti Om.

A couple more that I think contrast the two actors nicely are Aamir Khan's Taare Zameen Par and Shahrukh Khan's latest My Name Is Khan.

As not to have things get overlong, in this post I will discuss Aamir's films, and Shahrukh's in the next.





3 Idiots (2009)
Two friends embark on a quest for a lost buddy. On this journey, they encounter a long forgotten bet, a wedding they must crash, and a funeral that goes impossibly out of control. As they make their way through the perilous landscape, another journey begins: their inner journey through memory lane and the story of their friend--the irrepressible free-thinker Rancho, who in his unique way, touched and changed their lives.

I hope I can give a completely fair review to 3 Idiots, as it has been some time since seeing it (just after the New Year), and it was honestly my first real foray into current Bollywood cinema.

3 Idiots is one of those sentimental, positive-messaged stories that may not appeal to everyone, but for a sap like me it really hit home. I don't want it to sound already like a sappy movie, because it is not, but you aren't getting anything hard nosed here at all.

I already love college style buddy stories... probably a holdover from the 80s movies I grew up on, and this movie does it quite well. What I have discovered in Bollywood films now is that they tend to cram many, many issues and messages into the story, unfortunately getting bogged down in the process. While having a positive message of being yourself and bucking convention if needed to really make a difference, 3 Idiots does not stretch itself into other areas. As a result, it stays focused (weird to say for a film approaching 3-hours long) on the task at hand, not getting watered down in too much fluff.

Not to say that it does not get watered down in other areas. when you have a dramedy that is over two and a half hours long, you're bound to have some moments that feel like filler, particularly to an American audience. While I am having trouble remembering specifics at the moment, I do remember a handful of times hearing that familiar voice in my head "OK... come on already." There is a scene I remember involving a birth during a flood (yes, I know...) that went on a bit long.

Also, and it may be a difference in cultures, but some jokes in the film fell completely flat with me. These are jokes that had the mostly Indian audience I watched the film with laughing loudly.

All in all though, this film felt right up my alley and honestly sparked my interest in current Hindi cinema... Aamir han in particular. He was just very charismatic and magnetic to me here, and I was very surprised to find out he is 45 years old! If you like a lighter film with a positive message (and can handle the extended runtime) you should enjoy 3 Idiots.

Honestly, it is strange to me that a film like this couple become the highest grossing Bollywood film of all time, but after reading up a little on it, it made more sense. For one, Aamir Khan is apparently a marketing machine. He's already certainly a recognizable face worldwide with some talent to back it up. Couple this with the highest ticket prices ever for such a film (especially in India), and perhaps some negative (which becomes positive) attention from an author claiming he was under-credited for the story, and you have lines of people coming to see it. (Read about that controversy here.)

Regardless, it's a solid film that I would see again. I've enjoyed other Bollywood films more, but the positives here far outweigh the negatives.

Score: 7.75 / 10







Ghajini (2008)
Sanjay Singhania is a rich tycoon suffering from short term memory loss due to being hit by a metal pole when trying to intervene on his girlfriend's murder. Because of the severe injury on his head, his memory can only last for fifteen minutes and he doesn't remember events or incidents that have happened before in his life. Now he must tattoo messages on his body, take Polaroid photos instead of forming memories, and leave notes everywhere, always to remind himself to track down the last name he heard whispered in his ear.

Yes, it's Memento.

This was one of those times when you go into a film perhaps expecting too much, and it kind of feels like a let down. Before Ghajini, I had watched several Aamir Khan films in rapid succession including Raja Hindustani, The Rising: Ballad of Mangal Pandey, and Taare Zameen Par (and heard about the apparently incredible Lagaan), all of which I really enjoyed Khan's performances in.

I suppose I should have gone in with more trepidation as this is essentially a remake of Christopher Nolan's Memento, a film which a fucking adore, but I was sick and it was the middle of the night when I started it, so maybe my brain just wasn't ready to be its normal jaded self.

Certainly a movie made for the masses, and perhaps one more like an American film than any other Hindi film I have seen so far, Ghajini for me by the end felt too contrived and formulaic to fully enjoy it. Maybe it was because it felt so American at times that it fell flatter for me than I hoped.

Khan was pretty good here, especially in his animalistic, short-memory persona. He was also entertaining in the flashback scenes, but more in his charming way there. There were a few times when he would snarl loudly that had me rolling my mind's eye, but all in all it was a dynamic performance. He was fucking ripped, and played quite the badass. His leaping across a room to throttle a man in his home, legs around the man's torso, beating his face was pretty sweet, I have to say. Flashback Sanjay though needed to lose his goddamn short sleeve dress shirts! Come on Aamir, I know you want to show off those guns, but really...

There are some cool action sequences and chases, and the villain of Ghajini is pretty nasty considering this is a Bollywood film which tend to be tamer I would say.

My problems with the film though outweigh some cool action and a vile Ghajini. For one, and probably the biggest, the way memory loss is handled was far too convenient, as if an internal timer in Sanjay's head just hit the reset button every 15 minutes. It's much more challenging to create a character who constantly forms memory after memory that each last for 15 minutes as opposed to a man that is essentially normal for 15 minutes then just forgets EVERYTHING from the previous 15 minutes all at once.

Also, the addition of a "helper" (a medical student who has an interest in Sanjay's case and gets personally involved) felt really tacked on. I would liked to have seen Sanjay performing entirely as a one man show instead of having an outsider helping to guide things along.

While the romance part of the story was expected, the fact that it felt like a completely unrelated story didn't work so well for me. Far too much time was spent on Sanjay's and Kalpana's past, with a silly mistaken identity (a Bollywood convention it seems) storyline that could have been definitely trimmed. I didn't like that this lighthearted side of the film competed with the darker present that had potential. Maybe that is the American filmgoer in me.

Oh, and I am certainly a fan of the music in these films, but Ghajini is an exception. Ugh I really did not like the songs OR the production/performance of them in here. Top 40-garbage honestly. Maybe that works for a certain crowd, but I have really grown to like the distinct Indian sound that many of these songs provide. Put some shit I can hear on boring radio here, and I want to leap on the fast-forward button.

All in all, Ghajini wasn't terrible, but it wasn't all that great for me either. Better than a lot of Bollywood action, but it's all glitz and not enough substance. Stick with the vastly superior Memento.

Score: 5.75  / 10






Taare Zameen Par (2007) [Like Stars on Earth]
Ishaan Awasthi is an eight-year-old whose world is filled with wonders that no one else seems to appreciate. He just cannot seem to get anything right in class. When he gets into far more trouble than his parents can handle, he is packed off to a boarding school to 'be disciplined'. Things are no different at his new school, and Ishaan has to contend with the added trauma of separation from his family. One day a new art teacher bursts onto the scene, Ram Shankar Nikumbh, who infects the students with joy and optimism. He breaks all the rules of 'how things are done' by asking them to think, dream and imagine, and all the children respond with enthusiasm, all except Ishaan. Nikumbh soon realizes that Ishaan is very unhappy, and he sets out to discover why. With time, patience and care, Nikumbh begins the process of helping Ishaan find himself.

OK, I'm getting way too fucking long here, so let's try to actually keep this succinct! Jesus!

Again, this is one of those films that is toeing the line of over-sentimentality, but it must have caught me at the right time. The story really isn't all that unique... I mean, we've all seen Dead Poets Society, right?

That's not completely fair to Taare Zameen Par, as this deals with a single child with a learning disability that a teacher takes under his wing, but the inspirational teacher story regardless of the student has been done quite a bit. That said, though, I am a sucker for them every time!

Aamir Khan makes his directorial debut here, and I thought did a good job despite the length. I really liked Khan in this film, even though I can't really sit here and point out particular scenes that stood out for me. The man has that magical ability to become watery eyed at the drop of a hat, so that works to his advantage certainly. It was touching to see a child who had frustrated so many people be given the chances he was by a sympathetic teacher, especially in a far more strict environment like a boarding school.

At its heart, Taare Zameen Par seems to be not only reminding folks to take every child's situation into account and remember that they can all be very special in their own ways, but at the same time critiquing the Indian boarding school society - sending your children away to be whipped into shape in a sense. The message of the film gets a little heavy-handed, but honestly this comes with the Bollywood territory. Take that for what it is, something that Indian audiences seem to respond well too now, and you can enjoy a film like this on that level.

This film gets sappy, but it was fine with me. I liked the art teacher angle, as I can relate having a strong art background of my own. Films about art often make me want to pick up my own supplies and work out something myself, and I like the message that art can be an equal ground and a way for people with different ways of communicating to put themselves out there.

Anyway, this is worth seeing. Well acted and well written. The music isn't bad from what I remember, but not overly memorable. It's long, but what Bollywood film isn't really?

Score: 8 / 10





What I have grown to appreciate about Aamir Khan's films, particularly those of the past decade, is that he seems to go against Bollywood conventions in many ways with his characters. He shows certain flaws or has a certain twist on them that you don't see a lot of the time.

He has become very interesting to me in that he seems to be a bit of an outsider despite being so popular with audiences. He does not attend Indian film award as he feels they lack credibility, but keeps a blog where he communicates with fans. Famous yes, but keeps it real I guess and has a world view that I appreciate in an entertainer. Khan's first interest is in the process that is filmmaking before the final product, which just makes him stand out with many movie stars.

His current project, Peepli Live, of which he is the producer, is a satirical look at the suicide of an Indian farmer.

Well, that's my little Aaamir story. There's a lot more that could be said, and probably a lot better than I have said it, but what can you do?

Next up, some hopefully tighter little reviews of the Shakrukh Khan films I discussed above.

Khan Battle Part II coming soon!