‘Chamkila’ movie review: Diljit Dosanjh gamely anchors Imtiaz Ali’s vibrant musical

In the 1980s, singer Amar Singh Chamkila — born Dhani Ram in a Dalit Sikh family in Punjab — gained notoriety and fame for his rough musicality and teasing lyrics. His record-setting songs obsessed over incest and illicit love, but were equally attuned to rural class disaffections in the toiling North. On March 8, 1988, while alighting from his car for a performance, he was gunned down by unidentified assailants in Mehsampur. His wife and singing partner, Amarjot, was also killed, as were two other members of his troupe. Multiple theories were floated, but with the state in the grip of a violent insurgency, the case went unsolved.

This haunting episode from Punjab’s checkered past has been mined for cinematic fodder before, most inventively in Kabir Singh Chowdhry’s absurdist docu-fiction Mehsampur (2018). Now Imtiaz Ali, co-writing with his brother, Sajid, takes a crack at Chamkila. Audiences au fait with the bare facts — and assorted gossip — of the singer’s life and death won’t be persuaded anew. Ali’s film does not clear mysteries or exorcise any ghosts. It’s a fairly straightforward reading of the Chamkila myth, more a vibrant celebration than a deep dive. Yet, even in its squareness, it manages to offer a peek into the artist’s interiority.

This happens considerably late in the film. Chamkila (Diljit Dosanjh) has sold out his Toronto show, during his overseas tour of ‘87. His oily impresario is grinning from ear to ear, telling him how, when Amitabh Bachchan performed at the same venue a few nights ago, they had to add 137 extra seats. In Chamkila’s case, he proudly adds, that number has exceeded a thousand. We expect Chamkila to cheer up at this achievement; he’s been, all his life, a devout Bachchan fan. Instead, his smile fades like the morning mist.

Also Read: After Coachella’s success, singer-actor Diljit Dosanjh discusses playing a rural Punjabi musician in ‘Jodi’ 

No real explanation is provided for his blues: a narrator dryly notes that artists are strange creatures, and that Chamkila’s dejection resembled something like a loss, as though his childhood had suddenly ended. This moment, buried deep in the noise and tumult of Chamkila’s extraordinary life, is the best in Ali’s film, even if it’s wholly fictitious. Far from supplying answers about the slain Punjabi singer, mythologised to breaking point in popular discourse, it asks a gentle question: how comfortable was Chamkila, improbably baptized the ‘Elvis of Punjab’, with his meteoric rise?

Amar Singh Chamkila (Hindi)

Director: Imtiaz Ali

Cast: Diljit Dosanjh, Parineeti Chopra, Anurag Arora, Kumud Mishra, Anjum Batra, Samuel John

Runtime: 146 minutes

Storyline: The life and times of the late Punjabi folk singer, Amar Singh Chamkila

Ali opens his tale with the fateful assassination, then proceeds to jumble up childhood and death, deed and aftermath, fact and hearsay. The lilting soundtrack begins to throb; images alter colour and form; superimpositions appear. The wailing ‘Baaja’ reaches an angry crescendo, complete with spoken lines, like Broadway meets protest street theatre. It is a carousel spin of a start, reminiscent of the grainy dream sequences in Tamasha (2015), or the swirling structural schemes editor Aarti Bajaj devised for Rockstar (2011).

This bracing prologue is followed by a mostly tame assembly of Chamkila’s life and times. An ordinary mill worker, he sweet-talks himself into the orbit of folk sensation Jinda (based on Punjabi singer Surinder Shinda), writing lyrics for him and bringing tea. A chance to open at a seething akhada announces his singing skills. He builds his reputation crooning lively duets, but is soon out of backers and a partner. His high-pitched delivery and endless bookings wear out most, but somehow Amarjot (Parineeti Chopra), tickled pink by his bawdy verses, stays on. They get married.

We know that Amarjot hailed from an upper-caste Jat family; Chamkila’s ancestors, meanwhile, were Chamar. Moreover, he was already married once, a fact he initially conceals from Amarjot (and Ali from us). There were other forces at play. The extremists roaming the countryside as well as religious chieftains had imposed strict curbs on culture and speech; the cops, cracking down brutally in response, weren’t any kinder. Chamkila was branded a baagi (renegade), a corrupting influence on family and youth. This made him vulnerable to all kinds of exactions and threats. There is a darkly telling scene where a bunch of thugs turn up at his doorstep, announcing they love his music before shaking him down for cash.

A still from ‘Amar Singh Chamkila’

A still from ‘Amar Singh Chamkila’

Ali barrels through the dark sociopolitical atmosphere of 80s Punjab, as you’d expect from a filmmaker of his (mostly romantic) persuasion. There is a constant softening of mood and tone, be it through the vivid 2-D animation sequences or A.R. Rahman’s pulsing original soundtrack. ‘Ishq Mitaye’ is pained but glorious, with its echoing refrain of ‘Main hoon Panjab’, while ‘Naram Kaalja’ is a perfectly drawn women’s folk number, lyricist Irshad Kamil having fun with the skittish imagery, riffing about “small sickles” and “snakes around thighs”. Despite Chamkila’s inflammatory repute, this isn’t a particularly provocative film, mindful of cultural norms in its chosen time.

Diljit Dosanjh had played a Chamkila surrogate in the Punjabi film Jodi (2023). His vocal prowess comes in handy in Ali’s film, which employs live recordings of Chamkila’s original songs. Here, he portrays Chamkila as a gentle dreamer, diffident and optimistic. It’s perhaps too sweet-natured a performance; the charismatic loucheness, and the searing blaze we occasionally glimpse in Chamkila’s eyes in old photographs, are weirdly amiss. Chopra perseveres in a limited part, and there are few female characters of note in the supporting cast: a version of Aditi Rao Hydari’s parasitic journalist from Rockstar turns up in this film as well.

Samuel John, Anjum Batra and Anurag Arora are memorable in smaller roles. Ultimately, this is less a film about Chamkila than the lives that gathered around him or were altered by him. As with all great artists, he inspired both envy and awe. From rivals to raconteurs to income tax agents, everyone had a Chamkila story to tell. Like moths, they flickered briefly in his light.

Amar Singh Chamkila is currently streaming on Netflix

Source link

#Chamkila #movie #review #Diljit #Dosanjh #gamely #anchors #Imtiaz #Alis #vibrant #musical

Amar Singh Chamkila Review: Diljit Dosanjh Is At His Very Best In Deftly Crafted Ode

Parineeti Chopra with Diljit Dosanjh in Amar Singh Chamkila. (courtesy: diljitdosanjh)

Imtiaz Ali’s Amar Singh Chamkila, a lively, deftly crafted ode to the power of song and performance as tools of rebellion, opens with a violent death. The bullets end a music career and birth an undying legend.

The film embraces a range of contradictions. And why not? Amar Singh Chamkila is about a man whose art was dichotomous: entertaining and provocative, immensely popular and unapologetically profane.

The film is mournful and festive, animated and pensive, consciously crafted and seemingly spontaneous. It is an elegy to and a celebration of a songster who revelled in lyrics that frequently objectified women but was always delivered in the form of a male-female duet.

Amar Singh Chamkila mourns the loss of a young life but talks up the defiant spirit of a driven man whose music, no matter how lowbrow it was by orthodox and politically correct reckoning, broke the boundaries of mortality.

The film’s soundtrack is studded with Chamkila’s own songs (rendered by lead actors Diljit Dosanjh and Parineeti Chopra, among several others) and a complement of original compositions by A.R. Rahman ranging from the ballad-like and the romantic to the forcefully feminist.

Chamkila (played brilliantly by Dosanjh), his wife and co-singer Amarjot Kaur (Parineeti Chopra) and two troupe members were gunned down by unidentified assailants in Mehsampur, Jalandhar district, 36 years ago. That is where the Netflix film begins.

It then moves back and forth between the immediate aftermath of the singer’s daylight murder and the career signposts that see him and Amarjot blaze a trail in Punjab’s akhada (open-air folk music recital) landscape.

Scripted by the director with Sajid Ali, Amar Singh Chamkila captures a brief life and an eventful career that teetered on a razor’s edge and drew strength from the ruffling of feathers.

The high-spirited music he created and the strains of his tumbi contained his message of liberation from societal shackles, a statement of intent that seared itself permanently on people’s minds and kickstarted an exciting new phase of Punjabi pop.

The film tracks Chamkila’s life and explores his unprecedented stardom. Dhani Ram alias Amar Singh was born in the family of a poor alcoholic Dalit labourer. The two names that he bore turned out to be prophetic.

By the time he was 17, he earned both riches and immortality. In the next ten years, he toured the length and breadth of Punjab with his repertoire of songs. There wasn’t a day when the sought-after singer was not on the road.

The biopic spans from the point Chamkila acquires his nom de plume by accident and his initial struggles to find a suitable female singing partner to his quick and dramatic eclipsing of his mentor Jatinder Jinda (modelled on the real-life Surinder Shinda).

Chamkila’s runaway success riles his rivals and irks Punjab’s guardians of morality. His inter-caste marriage with Amarjot – she is a Jat, he a Ramdasia – puts him on a collision course with the village council.

Amid the peaking of militancy in the 1980s, his bawdy, no-holds-barred, double entendre-laden lyrics helped his fans escape the worries of a violence-ridden world. He sang of sexual desire, the female body, drugs, social taboos and illicit liaisons.

A journalist accuses him, and not unjustifiably, of being disrespectful to women. He defends himself. I am an ordinary man, he says, who does not have the option of weighing the pros and cons.

The film has a sequence that culminates in Chamkila mentioning his caste and asserting that no matter where he has emerged from, he is not going back there. I will not starve to death, he asserts. The film, however, shies away from making his social identity the principal narrative axis, opting to focus instead on his run-ins with the hypocrisies of polite society.

The Chamkila-Amarjot marriage crosses two lines – one denoted by the caste divide and the other by his marital status. The singer has a first wife, a fact that he hides from Tikki and Amarjot.

The tale is told principally by two of Chamkila’s surviving associates. His former dholak player and manager Kesar Singh Tikki (Anjum Batra) who, over cheap alcohol in a seedy bar after he receives news of Chamkila’s death, throws light on the singer’s early breakthroughs.

The latter half of the story is pieced together by group member and singer Kikar Dalewala (Robbie Johal). Kikar’s recollections are in response to questions from DSP Balbir Singh (Anuraag Arora). The latter scoffs at Kikar when asked if he has ever heard Chamkila’s songs. The police officer shoots back angrily: Am I a truck driver or a country bumpkin?

The film blends a vibrant palette, visual flourishes and playful tropes to transport the audience to the terrain where Chamkila appeared like a meteor in the sky and lit up the world around him with a sparkle so intense that it was never ever going to dim, let alone die.

The jaunty narrative rhythm serves as a counterpoint to the grim realities of 1980s Punjab. One admirer in an audience waiting to hear him sing shouts: Other artistes are great but you are our own man. He is a people’s singer as an introductory song, Baaja (lyrics by Irshad Kamil), early in the film underscores.

For a semblance of balance, the film stages a trippy number devoted entirely to female desire, Naram Kaalja, sung and performed with gusto by village women who are denied seats in front of the stage on which Chamkila performs. They stand on the terrace behind the arena and watch the performance.

The full-bodied and occasionally frolicsome style – it combines archival footage, family album images, freeze frames, animation, split screens, tinted frames and visual caesuras – seeks to approximate the wildness at the heart of Chamkila’s world even as it slows down occasionally to reflect upon the singer’s mild-mannered, non-confrontationist ways with people around him.

Diljit Dosanjh is at his very best as Chamkila. That, as his fans will vouch, should be enough to make the film a treat. But there is more to Amar Singh Chamkila, including Parineeti Chopra and Anuraag Arora’s modulated interpretations and Imtiaz Ali’s grasp on the material.

Amar Singh Chamkila is a transfixing viewing experience. Its music is the biggest draw but every little bit in the rest of the film is just as rewarding.

Cast:

Diljit Dosanjh, Parineeti Chopra, Apinderdeep Singh

Director:

Imtiaz Ali



Source link

#Amar #Singh #Chamkila #Review #Diljit #Dosanjh #Deftly #Crafted #Ode

Caste and cinema: The long shadow of Amar Singh Chamkila

Amidst the ongoing debate on whether maestro A.R. Rahman and ace director Imtiaz Ali have justified the earthy flavour and emotional flux of Amar Singh Chamkila’s music in the upcoming biopic of the phenomenal Punjabi singer, the discussion about the role of Chamkila’s ethnic identity in shaping his art has resurfaced.

A section on social media has questioned Diljit Dosanjhfor removing the turban to play Chamkila, a Dalit Sikh. They remind the artist who normalised a turbaned hero in Hindi cinema for turning back on his statement where he promised not to lose his turban for a film role.

Those who believe in cinematic dharma, however, feel that the actor has done the right thing by keeping his look as close to the character as possible. The previous attempts to capture the artist’s journey, one of which featured Diljit in a turban (Jodi, 2023), were fictionalised accounts because the makers didn’t have the rights to film Chamkila’s biopic. 

Actors adopting and removing the religious and social symbols of their characters are quite common in Hindi cinema. In the past, we have seen Aamir Khan sporting a vermillion tika and the sacred thread in Ketan Mehta’s Mangal Pandey: The Rising and Paresh Rawal performed namaz as a devout Muslim mechanic Hashmatullah in Amit Rai’s Road To Sangam. Way back in 1936, Devika Rani, the biggest star of the time, played an untouchable in Franz Osten’s Achhut Kanya.  In Ali Abbas Zafar’s Jogi (2022), Diljit cuts his hair on-screen to depict the plight of Sikhs during the anti-Sikh riots in Delhi. Nobody objected. So, has it something to do with Diljit’s previous statement or is it about him playing a Ravidasia Sikh?

Like most absorbing narratives, Chamkila’s story allows for multiple endings. His assassination at the age of 27 along with his singer-wife Amarjot Kaur and his two associates evoked multiple conspiracy theories. Was he eliminated by the separatists who felt he was polluting the minds of the young generation with his obscene songs? Was he killed by his rivals, who felt threatened by his numero uno status in the Punjabi music industry? Or did he pay the price for marrying a Jatt Sikh girl who moved out of her first marriage to pursue her singing career?

Parineeti Chopra, Diljit Dosanjh in ‘Amar Singh Chamkila’

Parineeti Chopra, Diljit Dosanjh in ‘Amar Singh Chamkila’

In all three possibilities, the role of his caste identity, a Dalit’s control over resources, can’t be denied. Were his songs seen as the other’s reflection on the ways of a socially influential class, going through a process of purification in the 1980s? In all three possibilities, the role of his caste identity, a Dalit’s control over resources, can’t be denied. Were his songs seen as the other’s reflection on the ways of a socially influential class, going through a process of purification in the 1980s? Not even an FIR was registered in the case. Around the same time, two Leftist poets, Jaimal Singh Padda and Arvinder Singh Sandhu Pash, were also killed for speaking for the rights of workers at a time when religious extremism was on a high. A decade ago, Anurag Kashyap was actively considering making a film on Pash with Irrfan but it could not materialise.

Recently, a noted filmmaker from the region told this journalist that though Guru Gobind Singh asked his followers to submerge their caste identities into neutral surnames like Singh and Kaur, flaunting caste surnames is an everyday reality in Punjab. “We know there are still gurudwaras with two entrances and in many villages, there is a clear demarcation between upper caste and Dalit households,” he said.

The State has seen Dalit Sikhs in both top political as well as temporal positions but political observers have, over the years, brought out the socio-economic fallout of the Green Revolution where landless Dalit workers faced exploitation at the hands of Jatt Sikh land owners.

The Jatt-dominated Punjabi film industry has not been able to map this heterogeneity of Punjab’s society where almost 32% of the population come from Scheduled Caste groups. Like in Hindi cinema, Dalits have remained on the margins. In recent times, we have stray examples like Gurvinder Singh’s Anhey Ghorey Da Daan (Alms for a Blind Horse, 2011) that depicted the plight of the rural working class finding widespread critical acclaim. Another art house attempt was Kabir Singh Chowdhry’s mockumentary Mehsampur which also drew inspiration from Chamkila’s life. The short film Chamm (skin) tells the story of a Dalit worker in a slaughterhouse.

A promo for ‘Mehsampur’ (2018)

A promo for ‘Mehsampur’ (2018)

History tells us entertainment can take strange shapes in times of repression. Chamkila reflected on the poor farm workers but seldom talked of the matters of his caste in his songs. He commented on Jatt pride and Jatt Ki Dushmani (hostility of Jatt), perhaps to stay afloat in the mainstream. A multi-faceted artist who wrote, composed, and sang his songs, Chamkila offered a commentary through music on illicit relationships, alcohol, dowry, domestic violence, and drug abuse in a feudal society. These themes were present under the ribaldry of his popular lyrics. In his popular song ‘Lalkara’, the girl accepts the substance addiction of her lover, something that is not permitted by religion. In the suggestive ‘Mar Le Hor Try Jjia’, the sister-in-law of an aging man is pushing him to have a son with her when he says her sister is no longer fertile. Both songs capture the dark reality of the feudal society albeit in a harmless, playful manner.

Prof. Krantipal, who teaches Punjabi at the Department of Modern Indian Languages at the Aligarh Muslim University, says that Chamkila, through his songs, also hinted at how the landlord maintains social distance from the worker but likes to spend time with his wife. Shyam Benegal’s debut feature Ankur (1974) also explores the same theme in a different setting with a serious gaze. Later, this interplay of exploitation and surrender was exposed in Govind Nihalani’s Aakrosh (1980) and Gautam Ghose’s Paar (1984).

Shabana Azmi and Anant Nag in a still from Shyam Benegal’s ‘Ankur’

Shabana Azmi and Anant Nag in a still from Shyam Benegal’s ‘Ankur’

In Punjab, culture is often a by-product of agriculture. An akhada is used to describe a dedicated space for a wrestling bout as well as a musical performance in an open-air concert where Chamkila found his stardom. “Athleticism and aesthetics are conjoined in the region,” says Prof. Pal.

There must be something in the music of Chamkila, he says, that has kept his songs relevant even three decades after his death. “The sadagi (simplicity) and ravangi (coherent flow) in his earthy music and his audience connect are unmatched,” he says. With a tumbi in hand backed by a harmonium and dholak and accompanied by alghoza, chimta and flute, he would create magic with a basic sound system in his live shows, and his albums kept the truck driver going with the freshness of their lilt and lyrics.

Many songs of the folk artist present a strong picture of a woman in control of her desire. She taunts her lover as impotent if he is unable to cross the physical barriers to unite with her. Old-timers say Chamikla’s songs created the image of a goodly woman, someone like Mumtaz who was in great demand when Chamkila was sharpening his skills. His lyrics evoke a strong woman who not only performed household chores but also contributed to farming. His concerts had a butch vibe to them. Still, his double-meaning songs broke the patriarchal barriers. They reached the kitchens and living rooms through tape recorders and found a loyal fan base among women seeking to find a new idiom to the naughty folk songs they grew up singing at weddings and childbirth ceremonies.

A file picture of Amarjot Kaur and Amar Singh Chamkila

A file picture of Amarjot Kaur and Amar Singh Chamkila

Hoping that the buzz around the film spurs interest in the stories of Punjab and folk instruments, Prof. Pal says illicit relationships have been a common theme in Punjabi literature from medieval times and Chamkila only brought it out in the open. It reflects the social undercurrents of the border state where farmer, soldier, and driver have been principal occupations over centuries. When men are out for months, it provides opportunities and circumstances for both genders to indulge in making bonds that are considered forbidden.

“Many times it is the illicit relationship that is considered the real relationship because you share your deepest emotions with someone you truly bond with. In the epic Sohni Mahiwal story, Sohni is married to a man she despises and swims across the river to meet Mahiwal who has to disguise himself to meet her love. Illegitimate relations find space in Jnanpith awardee Gurdial Singh’s works; it is also there in Shiv Kumar Batalvi’s poetry.”

Chamkila’s imagery is not layered or polished. It is out there, which made him connect with the rural folk. They found in his songs their reflection. His symbolism is not shrouded in mystical allegory, but that doesn’t mean it is irrelevant. As Prof Pal says, Chamkila’s poetry may not be progressive in classical terms but it is not “lachchar” (base) either. Unfortunately, the current generation is trying to fit his glitter into one of the two boxes.

Source link

#Caste #cinema #long #shadow #Amar #Singh #Chamkila

‘Crew’ Review: Tabu, Kareena Kapoor & Kriti Sanon’s Fun Film Sticks the Landing

Tabu, Kareena Kapoor Khan, and Kriti Sanon might seem like an unlikely trio on paper but on screen it fits perfectly. Rajesh A Krishnan’s Crew gives us some of the most delightfully funny versions of these actors – and it’s all neatly packaged in a buddy comedy/ heist film. 

Tabu, Kareena Kapoor, Kriti Sanon in a still from Crew. 

(Photo Courtesy: YouTube)

Tabu plays Geeta Sethi, a former beauty queen, who dreams of opening a restaurant in Goa with her husband Arun (Kapil Sharma). While Arun runs a cloud kitchen from their house, Geeta is waiting for her PF to be handed to her. Kareena Kapoor plays Jasmine Kohli. Jasmine wants to become a successful CEO but she is struggling to find sponsors. However, her real expertise is in sleight of hand. 

Then there’s Kriti Sanon’s character, often referred to as ‘Divya Rana from Haryana’ who dreams of becoming a pilot but, like Geeta and Jasmine, is a flight attendant with Kohinoor Airlines. The ‘inspiration’ is clear – the chairman is Vijay Wallya (Saswata Chatterjee). 

'Crew' hit theatres on 29 March.

Kriti Sanon in a still from Crew.

(Photo Courtesy: YouTube)

For the first quarter, the primary conflict in the film is that none of them have received their salaries in 6 months and rumours about the airline going bankrupt have been flying around. Management, naturally, is no help. In their crew is also a woman trying to save money for a wedding in the family and a single mother whose son’s admission hangs in the balance. 

A freak accident presents an opportunity. Geeta, Divya, and Jasmine enter the world of crime – they have to use their access to the skies to smuggle gold. In this world, they run into two new characters – Trupti Khamkar’s sub-inspector Mala who is hot on their tail and Diljit Dosanjh’s Jay. Jay has personal stakes in the operation – he is attempting to rekindle his romance with Divya. 

'Crew' hit theatres on 29 March.

Trupti Khamkar in a still from Crew.

(Photo Courtesy: YouTube)

To their credit, the chemistry between Diljit Dosanjh and Kriti Sanon is sizzling, for lack of a better word. The chemistry itself is enough to sell the romance (one could say Jay has impeccable rizz). But speaking of chemistry, the real chemistry someone needs to capitalise on (and soon) is that between Tabu and Kareena Kapoor. They’d be perfect for a I Care a Lot (dir. J Blakeson) spin-off (only better and funnier). 

In Crew, the performances, writing (Nidhi Mehra and Mehul Suri), and casting go hand-in-hand – all three characters seem tailor-made for the actors. Kareena Kapoor is back with her 2000s sass and effortless comic timing; the screen seems to actually light up when she’s in the frame. Even a bothersome gag like a character constantly breaking into the same song is salvaged. And there is no hiding the fact that I’m a massive Tabu fan (honesty and integrity are cornerstones of my profession) and she doesn’t disappoint. 

Geeta Sethi does come across feeling a little superficially written – for instance, the fact that she lives with (I’m assuming) anxiety is touched upon but isn’t adequately explored. Yet, Tabu plays the character with such expertise that Geeta is elevated beyond her writing. A resilient, caring woman who just wants to give her and her husband the life they deserve, Geeta could’ve been Crew’s most powerful character and she almost gets there, in Tabu’s hands. 

'Crew' hit theatres on 29 March.

Tabu, Kareena Kapoor, and Kriti Sanon in a still from Crew. 

(Photo Courtesy: YouTube)

Kriti Sanon’s Divya also grapples with a similar fate but is, again, saved by the actor’s performance. She’s the feisty one – the one who frequently puts people in headlocks – and also the one who freaks out easily because she is, after all, a junior dealing with monumental stakes. Her adorable evolving love story with Jay aside, Kriti plays Divya with the gusto the character needs. Geeta and Divya’s interactions might be some of my favourite moments from the movie. 

It is, however, a pity that Saswata Chatterjee feels rather underutilised especially in a role he would’ve excelled in. Diljit Dosanjh and Kapil Sharma both give decent performances – they primarily exist to be green flag men supporting the women they love and I am here for it! Crew would also not be the film that it is without its supporting cast. 

Crew is fun. And I’d missed fun. It feels like our movies have been oversaturated with the same kind of movies, some boring, some harmful. So, in that crowd, a film like Crew feels like a breath of fresh air. Most of the comedy lands (and lands well) and it’s refreshing to see women get to do the more ‘raunchy’ brand of comedy that was usually viewed through a male gaze.

That being said, the male gaze does tend to seep in in places but rarely. Also, some of the more crass jokes don’t work – not because they’re crass but mostly because they aren’t written well enough for that genre. 

'Crew' hit theatres on 29 March.

Tabu and Kareena Kapoor in a still from Crew.

(Photo Courtesy: YouTube)

By the time the film reaches its interval, you’re still hooked but that’s when the movie runs into some turbulence. In the middle, the film almost feels a little dull and perhaps that is because the heist is so basic. A heist as basic (and convenient as this) needed much more punches to land but that didn’t happen. While I like the way everything ends, the middle being lackluster takes away from some of the movie-watching fun. 

The film is also often loud for the sake of being loud and that isn’t always necessary, even with slapstick comedy. One of the most well-written comic bits is actually one where little to nothing is said – Jasmine simply can’t drug someone because they’re a picky eater (I don’t condone their behaviour though if that isn’t obvious). But the cast’s physical comedy plays off the set up so well.

'Crew' hit theatres on 29 March.

Tabu, Kareena Kapoor, and Kriti Sanon in a still from Crew.

(Photo Courtesy: YouTube)

And then there are the brand placements that truly prove that subtlety is an art form – they feel way too fake. The camerawork, too, was a bit of a letdown. For a film that’s dabbling with the heist genre, the camerawork needs to complement the scale. Some of the shots, however, feel too basic to justify their place in the second half. The music isn’t exactly memorable though I will admit that I absolutely loved ‘Ghagra’ and I didn’t hate the ‘Choli Ke Peeche’ remix like I thought I would. But the trio seems to be having the time of their lives so it takes away the sting a bit. 

Crew isn’t by any measures a bad film though – the performances alone are enough to seal the deal. It just feels like a plane that takes off well but struggles to stick the landing because of the turbulence mid-flight. 

Published: 

Source link

#Crew #Review #Tabu #Kareena #Kapoor #Kriti #Sanons #Fun #Film #Sticks #Landing