So, according to the Indian movies, all the Indian politicians are deeply corrupted; namely thieves and killers! Anyhow, this time there was a good potential. The story of Mr. Corruption, who's running after some chair, preparing for some election, then finds a lost son / an honest officer from a forgotten past--was catchy. As if the relationship between such a man and justice is illegal. The idea of a conflict between them could have been great. But the thing is the movie I watched wasn't great.
It takes the outward of everything, mixes it with cheesy movie-making, then ends it with crazy violence. I didn't love the outcome of that at all. Not even as a commercial take on real life, since nearly nothing was real in it. The only real thing from my point of view was that pure hatred to the Indian politicians; as they're the devil on earth, or maybe more damned!
The music number of (Kya Kehti Hai), in which the lead sings with his love, reached a new level of campy; look at the dance's moves, the uncountable dancers who appear suddenly from nowhere to sing and dance gaily with the leads, only in the Indian movies I think (at least they were made as a daydream this round!), then the horrible costumes; orange nightmare; that's all what I can say about them. By the way, save few scenes, the whole movie is artistically dry. Some scenes, like the wife's flashback of her wedding night, were theatrically and poorly directed.
Over and above, look at the heroine; she's someone who the lead loves, sings and dances with, then rescues later. Does somebody, anybody, hear about making a character before? But wait a minute, who needs that here in the first place?! The 47-year-old (Mithun Chakraborty) seemed old and weary as the son, and no way close to 20 something. I hated some coincidences and exaggerations. Some of them might have been better with another writing. And when it comes to the way the bad guys "jump" in this movie, as in the street's fight, I must laugh my heart out!
The last sequence sums up the movie's condition well; with primitive cinematography, loud music, idiot melodrama, and violent solution. It was ugly killing to any beauty that this movie has. And I believe it was uncommon to challenge the famous Indian values of (Gandhi) about indulgence, and "eye for an eye makes a blind world", in a way that I didn't see much in the mainstream Indian movies. Yes, the revenge theme runs like blood in the veins of Bollywood, but not to this extent; notice well that the lead killed the evil man / his father while the last was unarmed, rather we saw the lead's "god" suggests the killing itself, with decapitated head in the hand. And when the movie punishes his lead with only 3 years in prison, it just harmonies with the fact that the photo of (Gandhi) never showed up throughout the movie.
What agreed with this spirit of rebellion was the way the movie parodied a holy icon in the Indian cinema, or the Indian history, (Sholay - 1975), in separate short comic relief. But while that spirit led there to a funny moment, it led in the climax to a wild savagery.
Along with the basic story, which wasn't perfectly made, the bright points were few. Surely their first was (Chakraborty)'s performance as the evil man. I knew later that he won The Filmfare award, and The Star Screen award, both for "The Best Villain". No wonder since he did a fine effort with it, giving no chance to his other role, the lead, to shine even if a little. One of his best scenes, and one of the movie's as well, was when he demanded from his secretary to hit him right in the middle of a fixed riot. The hypocrisy of such a character was so true and bitter it's laughable. (Kader Khan) was fine also, as he always is. His performance was a genuine thing unlike many things, if not all the things, around.
Finally, it's a movie to discharge negative emotions towards unfair chiefs, but surprisingly it looks made by these unfair chiefs themselves. Because with an easy bloody end such as that, it discharges all the negative emotions, transforming the viewer into emotionless, real dull, person with no vitality to resistant. Or - in other cases - someone who solves anything and everything with his gun; i.e. A killer. Bad result, and brusque movie, both ways!