Baabul
Cast: Don’t bother. Direction: Please don’t bother. Music: Don’t u get it?
Australia’s 5 losses on a trot including a 3-0 whitewash at the hands of New Zealand have emphasized one thing – Complacency is a crime. Be that in a competetive sport or be that in an artistic field – movies. Baabul is clearly the work of overall Complacency; and I’m not blaming only B.R. Chopra and Ravi Chopra who gave us the superb Baghban but the entire crew of the disastrous Baabul.
The disaster starts with the tag line ‘From the makers of Baghban’; This isn’t a test match where you carry forward your first innings lead into your second innings and thats best demonstrated by the Munnabhai sequel. I’d give it something for the subject (though I don’t feel it was as appealing and current as Baghban but still would’ve been well appreciated if the treatment was good) but after hitting upon the concept, everything falls apart. With a screenplay as loose as Dev Anand’s neck, a very predictive and boring narration, overconfident actors potraying hollow characters and pathetic music this is a must watch to see how bad can it get.
Amitabh Bachchan: With such a brilliant and committed employee at his disposal, it is hard for the director to miss the point but Ravi Chopra succeeds at this improbable task brilliantly. AB with all due respect, portrays the cliched father and father in law with lethargy. I think he’s now also suffering from a case of Over-exposure. Quite obvious when you have just 1 above 50 actor who can still play the lead role in entire Bollywood.
Rani Mukherjee: After doing Black, she seems to have lost interest in playing the regular girl next door. As the daughter of a golf pro, she teaches Salman Golf by swinging the club over her shoulder like she would swing a Gucci shopping bag.
Salman Khan: Just what does he think he is doing. A movie isn’t a award function where you can come on stage and the audience swoons.
John Abraham: Clearly the most overrated actor in Bollywood today. He has a face which expresses less than a log of wood. After his act in a London club, the director sends a bunch of girls to take his autograph. For God’s sake who is he? Mick Jagger? He’s playing a club singer damn it.
It’s ridiculously insulting when the director undermines audience intelligence.
Hema Malini: Just forget it. Then there’s even Om Puri, Parmeet Sethi, Rajpal Yadav and even Aman Verma who gets 3 frames and 1 dialogue and he delivers it in an Oscar winning fashion (best scowler).
The music can be best described as suffocating. The song “O munde raja, meri umar pe na jaa” makes you want to puke.
I feel so sorry for Suraj Barjatya. If he would’ve worked on this subject, he could’ve churned up an emotional drama where the audiences would’ve shed bucket loads of tears. Clean family movies with a good message are his forte. But with Baabul, there is no empathy generated with the characters.
One person who deserves appreciation is the kid who plays the role of Ansh. He is the only one who brings a few smiles on your face.
My advice is watch this movie only if you’re suffering from indigestion or constipation. It won’t make you feel better but the torture might make you forget about your other problems for a while.
lol.. SOOOO true.. I hated Baabul.. I still don’t know what prompted me and 2 of my other friends to watch this movie on my small laptop screen a few days after it released.. on a horrible print.. every thing..every bit of this movie was pure sheer torture..to quote my friend’s comment when the doctor comes to annouce salman khan’s death ;”mar gaya saala (lol !)”, that is HOW bad the movie was !