Aankhen (2002)

Today, a movie from 2002 directed by Vipul Amrutlal Shah, called Aankhen, meaning “eyes” in English. The movie stars Amitabh Bachchan as the incredibly insane Mr. Vijay Singh Rajput, an interesting bank manager who does not take...lightly to being fired. Akshay Kumar, Arjun Rampal and the unforgettable Paresh Rawal as the three blind men that Mr. Rajput hires to carry out a heist against the offending bank.

That’s right. Three blind men, robbing a bank. But as Mr. Bachchan reminds you throughout the movie, truth is stranger than fiction! "Sach! Bohoti ajeeb o ghareeb hota hai yeh sach."

I have become completely disillusioned with movies, meaning it takes a lot for movies nowadays to surprise me. I can see plot twists a mile away, so I focus now more on acting, direction, and the visuals of the movie. When a movie manages to put me on edge, when a movie demands my attention enough that I can ignore my phone…you know there’s something special about that movie, and you have to watch.

Aankhen is such a movie!

This movie is special not only because of its ability to keep the viewer at the edge of their seat, but also because Mr. Bachchan plays the villain. A rare phenomenon, sure, but a phenomenon that deserves repetition.

I’m sure you have noticed that I like Mr. Bachchan in unusual roles, in roles that break the mold that has been constructed for him. It is not only a delight for me as a viewer when he plays an out-of-the-blue character like Babban Singh from Ki Aag or Mr. Rajput of the schizophrenics, but it also proves to the universe that Mr. Bachchan is an actor’s actor; an actor to admire, an actor who knows his craft well.

There are actors who cannot jump from hero to villain so easily, they are often unconvincing in their attempting to tell me they are up to no good. Often actors that are always typecast as heroes think they can become villains by practicing a grimace in the mirror that only succeeds in showing the world what their face looks like when they are constipated.

Ladies shall appreciate the sexiness that is on display in this movie

I am a lover of Deewar as you know, and Baadshah Khan from Khuda Gawah, Mr. Bachchan will always be my hero, he will always be the man that stands up for his principals, who upholds humanity by always choosing the path to truth. But when he plays a villain, and strikes terror in your heart, how can you not love this man? How can you not dedicate blogs such as this to him? To his work?

How can you not tell the world about him? Seriously! It is impossible and selfish not to share the magic that is Mr. Bachchan.

In Aankhen, his Rajput is completely out of his mind. One moment he is laughing, the other there is such rage in his eyes. The magician’s eyes burn with an insane, wild fire.

The movie is a ride. I don’t know how many “oh shits” I said throughout but I am sure it was in the triple digits. It also has some surprisingly hilarious moments that are usually attributed to the character of Ilias, played by Paresh Rawal. And the three blind bank robbers are exceptional at playing blind, and Sushmita Sen as their helpless teacher gains your sympathy as she faces Mr. Rajput’s madness alone for most of the movie. And you can totally ignore Bipasha Basu’s special appearance in the movie, just like I did!

No notes to report on the music because, other than the song at the opening credits, I skipped the rest of the songs. So if you think they’re good, let us know! Other than that….!

So with our lovely Mr. Bachchan as the villain, and with a movie with enough twists and turns to keep even movie-snob me happy, watch this one!

I am about to engage in a dangerous game,

Ishtar

Inquilaab (1984)

From 1984, directed by Rama Rao Tatineni, I present to you Inquilaab, a movie that doesn’t receive nearly enough attention as it deserves. It stars Amitabh Bachchan as A.C.P. Amar Nath, Sridevi as Asha, with Kader Khan and Utpal Dutt as the despicable team of villains.

This review might be slightly different from the other reviews I have because it is a movie that inspires much of my political thoughts to emerge, and my personal life somehow becomes connected to the story of Amar Nath. Perhaps this review will be similar to the review I wrote for Deewar (in case you're curious, here's the Deewar review http://watcheverybachchanmovie2012.blogspot.com/2012/07/deewar-1975.html) 

Let’s discuss the movie itself first, before we get into why it has become so special and so thought provoking for me, a movie that is only second to Deewar in the hundreds of times I've watched it.

Inquilaab is the story of a young man who sells bhelpuri outside a theatre even though he has his MA, among other educational accomplishments under his belt. He is taken under the wing of a politician (the incessant Kader Khan) who is seemingly the only man in the country who is concerned about the state of the poor, his party’s name, in fact, is “poor people’s party”. Fate, destiny and bad luck gang up together and trap Amar Nath, who becomes a police inspector, having married Asha, the daughter of villain number two played by Mr. Dutt, cohorts with Kader Khan. The movie twists and turns and leaves the audience feeling utterly drained by the end.

It is another of Mr. Bachchan’s movies that leaves the audience with a great sense of understanding, a great sense of responsibility to the world as far as paying better attention to politicians, pay better attention to the state of the country but the greatest lesson of these is that the road to doing the right thing is never, ever easy. 

But doing the right thing wouldn't be worth doing if it was easy.

The movie is very well made, with a cast that leaves even the most critical me happy, with entertaining music and sequences that, as I said, leave you drained from the emotions that you are forced to face as you watch this spectacular movie. From playful songs and scenes between Asha and Amar, to a nightmare sequence that will definitely leave the audience with the chills. There is a particularly touching scene with a pregnant Asha and Amar, talking about their unborn baby, very sweet.

You will notice that Mr. Bachchan’s hand is kept discretely out of sight, because the movie, along with Sharaabi, was shot shortly after (or during) a Diwali accident that Mr. Bachchan met with. One thing about this movie that always leaves a rock in my gut is what looks to be a tracheotomy scar at the base of our Shahenshah’s throat, a result of the Coolie accident.

Another very interesting aspect of this movie is that during its release, Mr. Bachchan had involved himself with politics in real life. Whether this movie is a reflection of what he experienced an MP or not, I cannot say but from what I have been able to deduce, it is a pretty accurate description and depiction of the corruption that infests politics.

Now let’s get to the reason why I have seen this movie almost as many times as I’ve watched Deewar, and I’ve seen Deewar a lot.

The state of the United States of America is one of great economic confusion with a job market that has no sympathy in its heart for those without experienced, and particularly for those without connections; two things I lack. A look into my personal life will demonstrate for you the string of bad luck that I have been carrying around for the past few years, the economic recession that affected my country so horrendously in 2008 has left its marks on me. A full time university student, I was laid off from four different jobs, consecutively.

You can understand my frustration at being unemployed, and highly educated. I now hold a BA, honors from a Phi Alpha Theta (an honor society that recognized me for good scholarship), with a GPA you dream about and can boast that I have survived the law school entrance exam that scares the daylights out of anyone who has even glimpsed it.

So you can now see why I love this movie, if you have seen it, will see there are many interesting similarities between Amitabh Bachchan’s Amar Nath before he becomes a D.C.P., and myself. The frustration Amar feels I can understand, and I have seen the same rage on my own face when connections become a bigger factor in employment than your experience, knowledge or qualifications.

There is a scene in the beginning where Amar, frustrated when he is rejected for the job he is qualified for but is overlooked in favor of the manager’s relative, yells in perfect English “I am a post-graduate, but I have to stand outside the cinema hall and cell bhelpuri, d’you know why? Because I don’t want to die. You can take this application form and stuff it!” After a particularly bad experience with a potential job, I truly felt like reenacting that scene to the manager I had been speaking with.

No, I am not starving like Amar. Nor am I without a home, nor am I in danger of eviction or about to succumb to the terrors of poverty. My anger at the state of unemployment, the frustration that is reflected in Amar, comes from the knowledge that you have the qualifications, the experience, and the degree for a particular job but because you lack connections, you cannot achieve anything.

Without connections, no matter how perfect you are for a certain job, it is out of your reach. This atrocious fact is what always breaks my back, as it were. I have spent hours staring at the massive piles of books and homework and countless essays, wondering if this degree I am killing myself for will be able to replace all those connections I lack.

But as I think more about this movie, about the second half where Amar becomes trapped by his father in law and the man he had trusted, I see that the movie even shows that having connections isn’t always a good thing. Connections often lead to favors, and the back and forth that is a natural part of having connections and doing favors, is dangerous. The more I think about this aspect of the movie, the clearer it becomes that connections are not as desirable as it would seem. Yes, your father in law could be best friends with the state minister, but what if your father in law begins using whatever position you have to manipulate it in a way that would gain him power and destroy you?

So then, in this world, what are we to do? How do we move forward? Is the world so corrupt that we are all trapped in an existence that is a continuous cycle of disappointment or fraud or corruption? Or do I simply have on blinders as a bitter, unemployed yet educated young lady living in the States? 

Do I have the strength that Amar displays, to stay on the right path, no matter the cost?

ANYWAY!

This movie is truly amazing, it will leave you scratching your head and evaluating everything as it has forced me to, countless times!

Inquilaab zindabad!

-Ish

Muqaddar Ka Sikandar (1978)

Those who have seen my posts here or my tweets (I’m @ThisIsIshtar) know that I get up on my proverbial soapbox every now and then and preach about the amazing movies that Mr. Bachchan has provided us over the years that have somehow slipped the conscious memory of movie lovers. I rant and rave that movies like Alaap and particularly Inquilaab, both movies which shall have their time on the blog, go almost unnoticed when we discuss Mr. Bachchan’s movies.

But today I present to you a movie which I have been neglecting and have not necessarily appreciated nor given the movie its due, and that is Muqaddar Ka Sikandar (Conqueror of Destiny in English) from Prakash Mehra in 1978, starring Mr Bachchan as Sikandar, Vinod Khanna, Rakhee Gulzar, Rekha and of course, Amjad Khan. The movie boasts of a cast filled with supporting actors that create a more touching story, songs that touch your heart not just with the music but the very words that bare the soul of the character, and a plot that weaves its way into your heart and a lesson that cannot be easily forgotten.

The story revolves around a young man named Sikandar who grows up convinced of loyalty, friendship and endless love. The movie is his struggle with fate, with love and is a demonstration of what a really good person should be like- and how you have to accept your fate by laughing, by looking your fate in the eye and accepting it with a smile, because only then can you conquer your destiny.

One of the reasons this movie is always forgotten by me when giving a list of my favorite movies of Mr. Bachchan is because I am not a fan of Vinod Khanna nor Rakhee Gulzar. But then, when I watched this movie again recently, I realized that the rest of the cast more than makes up for what Mr. Khanna’s chin and Rakhee’s irksome voice deprive from the viewing experience.

It is one of Amjad Khan’s finer performances as a likable enough villain who turns himself in after setting people on fire. I fell in love with Rekha’s Zohra, and Mr. Bachchan’s little sister in the movie, Madhu Malini, suddenly stops being Sikandar’s sister and becomes yours as well.

And Mr. Bachchan can use this movie to show the world what a versatile actor he is. I know I say that a lot on this blog but I’ve realized that it is repeated so often because it is true. I cannot think of another actor who can convince you that is tough as nails, demonstrate that he is not to be trifled with, but also make your heart ache when he becomes speechless around his “memsahib” in the movie, played with Rakhee and her weird Princess Leiya hair. There are certain scenes where nothing but Mr. Bachchan’s soulful eyes convey any emotion, and the emotions are so clearly written in his eyes that the audience can have no doubt about what Sikandar is feeling. Just watch the song “oh sathi re” and his face will give you enough reason to rush out and watch this fantastic movie.

And as I have stated before, Hindi movies, for me at least, are made or broken by their soundtrack. And let me tell you, every single song in this movie deserves to be put on repeat for several hours. There is Kishore Kumar’s soulful “o sathi re tere bina”, “wafa jo na ki to” sung by Hemlata and brought to life by the wondrous Rekha ,as was “Salaam-e-ishq meri jaan” by Lata Mangeshar and Kishore Kumar which brought Sikandar and Zohra to each other, and the unforgettable “rote hue ate hai sab” performed by Kishore Kumar with Mr. Bachchan riding through Mumbai on a motorcycle.

The movie had me laughing and crying at the same time, and that usually doesn’t happen. When a movie I have watched a thousand times still manages to make me cry like a baby at the end, that movie deserves my respect.

But let us all please come together and agree that Vinod Khanna is annoying, and so is Rakhee. But everything else about this movie gives it the title of a cinematic classic, English or otherwise! It's a film's film...if that makes sense!

Tumhari Sathi,

I.S.

Agneepath (1990)

Before we get to the blog itself, let’s talk about why Agneepath hasn’t appeared on the blog yet.

I’ll tell you why…

The plan had been that I would blog Agneepath on my birthday but life had other plans and when my birthday rolled around, I didn’t have the opportunity to sit down and really do this amazing movie justice. Although, Mr. Bachchan was sweet enough to wish me a happy 23^rd!

Why my birthday you ask?

 I’ll tell you…

Agneepath and I came to this world the same day…meaning the day it was released into theatres, I was introduced to this world, February 15^th, 1990. The movie came out in India, my introduction happened in the capital of West Azarbaijan, in the country of Iran…slightly north of India.

So 1990’s Agneepath, directed by Mukul Anand, is special for more than just being an amazingly made movie. It stars Amitabh Bachchan as the unforgettable Vijay Dinanth Chavan, Mithun Chakraborty, Rohini Hattangadi and Danny Denzongpa as the villainous Kancha Cheena.

I’m pretty sure this is the only movie I can watch over and over again and be able to ignore the terrible 90’s music!

Praising this movie, doing it justice, or simply discussing it, requires a scene by scene break down of the entire experience that is Agneepath.

The plot is impeccable, the storyline flows perfectly, the lesson woven throughout is conveyed effectively, the actors are ideally cast for their respective rolls and if the music had been a little better, the movie would be 100% perfection…the music makes it 98% perfection because the plot is so good, you can let the terrible music go.

I watched Agneepath for the first time with the same dread I watched every other 90’s movie made by Mr. Bachchan (I have learned that I love most of the movies he made in the 90’s!). I was skeptical of the entire thing in the beginning, simply intrigued by the fact that Harivansh Rai Bachchan’s poem Agneepath inspired the movie, recited and woven throughout the movie. But I remember looking up the description of the movie and thinking “great…his name is Vijay…he’s a gangster…it’s Deewar in 1990!”

Oh how wrong, how utterly wrong I was about this movie!

It’s Deewar, Sholay, Scarface, and Godfather thrown together with enough twists and enough gut-wrenching, emotionally driven plot that only Hindi cinema can produce, sprinkle on top the character of Vijay Dinanth Chavan with the flavor and experimentation that only Mr. Bachchan can produce and you have the one, the only, the amazing Agneepath.

It’s one of those movie that I need prep-time before watching.

It is not a movie, it is an experience to watch this character unfold before your eyes.

But Vijay Dinanth Chavan doesn’t simply unfold, he unveils himself, he strips himself of his skin, shows you the scars he carries from all the evil and corruption in the movie, he lets you watch the fresh scars he bears and how he heals himself…Vijay Dinanth Chavan reveals to you the inner struggle, the balance required to keep your identity yours, in his eyes you see the demand made by life, that we all walk the path of fire, that we all find our balance and settle our demons lest we lose ourselves to those demons.

The hypnotic eyes

For me, Agneepath and Deewar are two of the greatest movies ever created, Hindi or otherwise, because no matter how many times one watches either of these two movies, you are left thinking about what is right and what is wrong, and your role in this world that has so many shades of gray you had not noticed before. These two movies of Mr. Bachchan’s, these two Vijays, will always make you reevaluate and re-question yourself…take this from someone who has both the movies memorized!

Words do not do justice to Agneepath or Vijay Dinanth Chavan, this fantastic and unique character that Mr. Bachchan brings to life on the screen for you.

I believe my favorite scene in the movie, one of my favorite scenes, is when Vijay Dinanth Chavan shows up to Mary Matthew’s apartment late at night, seeking comfort from the only other woman beside his mother who was able to give him any solace. In that scene alone, Mr. Bachchan proves how mind-numbingly talented he is. He manages to keep Vijay’s tough exterior but show you the cracks he struggles to keep concealed- he reveals everything through his eyes.

So if you haven’t watch this movie yet- what’s the matter with you?! Please watch it, it is an extraordinary piece of cinema.

Ishtar J. S.

Poora na’am…baap ka naam James, ma ka naam Sarah…gaon, Gavilan…oomar, tayees saal, ath mayneh, ch’ar dhin.........what are the chance Mr. Bachchan is actually reading this? O.o

PS: for those wondering, no, I have not watched the new Agneepath, and I refuse to. As talented as Mr. Roshan is, I doubt he did Vijay Dinanth Chavan any justice....Directors of the world, why mess with perfection?! 

Ram Balram (1980)

As I’ve stated many times before, one of my favorite things about doing this blog is the fact that I get to talk about my favorite movies, as well as complain about the less than stellar movies I’ve encountered as the list of movies to watch steadily shrinks.

Today, I get to discuss one of my favorites, Ram Balram, from 1980, directed by Vijay Anand, starring Dharmendra, Amitabh Bachchan (duh!), Rekha and Zeenat Aman with Ajit playing the uncle from hell, and my favorite villain Amjad Khan. The movie only adds evidence to the fact that Dharmendra and Mr. Bachchan should have made more movies together. The movie is not only incredibly sweet and touching it is also hilarious and one of the movies that manages to keep its audience at the edge of their seat.

The movie puts Mr. Bachchan and Dharmendra as cousins whose fathers are killed and they are raised by an uncle who manipulates them mercilessly, forcing Dharmendra’s Ram to become a thief and Mr. Bachchan’s Ballu into becoming a police officer. Along the way, you see the two boys, who are like brothers as they grow older, fall in love and try to figure out a way to escape their evil uncle’s rule. This happens more easily when Ram’s long lost mother returns.

There are many things about this movie that make it brilliant, and one of them is the fact that it makes good use of psychological theory. The children are raised through such manipulation, held into submission by the nail that adorns their uncle’s crutch. He holds a terrifying control over them and the filmmakers really understand this control and show the gradual break of this control, instead of suddenly breaking it. For me, not only does it make the plot of the story that much more enjoyable to watch, it also makes the story better because it treats the audience as people who know and understand psychological trauma.

Another aspect of this movie is the casting. Let’s leave Zeenat Aman out of this part of the conversation and focus on Mr. Bachchan, Rekha and Dharmendra. There is no denying that these two actors simply create magic on the screen whenever they are paired up with Mr. Bachchan. This movie not only wins by having good music, a fantastic script but it also boasts of a cast that is dynamic and creates utter magic on the screen. The relationship that Ram and Balram have is so sweet, a brotherly relationship with its own secret language that includes lighting imaginary cigarettes for each other.

And Amjad Khan, as always, is fabulous as the bad guy. His repeated phrase of “vah vah zalim, vah vah vah” whenever he gets the chance adds another element of entertainment to the movie. Ajit, as always, portrays his character as maliciously as possible. He is simply a slime ball in this movie, and makes me wish I could call child protective services to get the boys to safety.

The entire movie is a win, and although I wish Zeenat Aman could have taken more time to learn how to act, I still say her inability can be overlooked by the amazing plot and the amazing acting throughout the film. The movie has good music, good plot, good casting.

It also has one of my favorite scenes by Mr. Bachchan! When finally reuniting with his aunt after years of separation due to circumstances that will give the plot away to those who haven’t watched it, I can promise you that the expression on Ballu’s face when he’s waiting for his aunt to recognize him always breaks my heart. He just looks like a lost little boy waiting for his mama! It’s beautiful!

Watch this one! Experience the magical pull of the combination of Mr. Bachchan and the incomparable Rekha, see the bromance of Mr. Bachchana and Dharmendra, and see how deliciously evil Amjad Khan is, as always. Also, enjoy the endless supply of hand grenades in this movie…

I'll get the imaginary cigarettes,

Ish.

Nishabd (2007)

I had hoped to do Ram Gopal Varma’s 2007 movie Nishabd (“silence” or “no sound” in English) at my own pace, at its own time but I guess fate does not heed to our plans. In the face of Jiah Khan’s loss, today’s blog will discuss this very different, very touching film starring Amitabh Bachchan as a man who falls in love with his 18-year-old daughter’s friend, played by Jiah Khan.

The movie took me by surprise, I think it was one of the first RGV movies I had watched and this one cemented the fact that he is one of my favorite filmmakers. I have yet to see any movie with Amitabh Bacchan and RGV that I have not liked and I love Nishabd.

I’ve discovered an interesting trend in my own likes and dislikes: although I love the “typical” Bachchan characters, I’m more likely to like the movie if the character Mr. Bachchan plays is different…like his Vijay in this movie. This elder man that he plays, who is so lost in his own age, is so unlike any other of his characters, the plot is so unexpected. I like the fact that the subject of the movie, forbidden love, is so fantastically portrayed not only by the actors but by the director and writers of the film- that it makes the viewer uncomfortable watching it.

And I like being uncomfortable, because that means I am forced to think outside my comfort zone.

I see Mr. Bachchan as my own elder, and it has nothing to do with the age difference really. At 23, I’m considered an adult but I bow my head to those who teach me something, who allow me or show me the way to see something from a different perspective. To see him in such a scandalous rule, falling in love with his young daughter’s friend, was a shock. But because I like being uncomfortable, it was a pleasant shock.

And Jiah Khan’s ability to bring to life the screen Jiah added even more life to the story of the movie. She was the perfect foil to Mr. Bachchan’s Vijay character. A carefree spirit, she reminded me of some of my friends with her horrible attitude to her friend’s mother, but the desperation for love kickstarted my inner Freudian. Jiah’s one of a kind Jiah on screen became the definition of “daddy issues”, and I, as the viewer, not only hated her, but I loved her. Loved her “take light” attitude, loved her passion for poetry, her playfulness that drew out Vijay’s affection.

The song in this movie sung by Mr. Bachchan, “rozana”, has always made me cry like a baby. The lyrics always struck a personal chord and every depressed drive home from work after a long day called for the song to be blasted in the cry- now the song strictly reminds me of the gut-wrenching loss of Jiah. At this point, I can only pray that she has found the peace she sought, while the rest of us take light, and allow her to roam free forever in our hearts as Vijay’s Jiah.

What happened to Ms. Khan was a tragedy but to dwell on her death blurs her life, it forces her sweet smile 

to fade away.

But watch this movie, know that you will feel uncomfortable, know that Jiah will make you squirm in your seat, know that you will view your hero, Mr. Bachchan, in a new light. And you will question yourself about your beliefs about love, and what love is or should mean.

Yeah, I’m a hypocrite, and I’m leaving,

Ish.

PS forgive this post- I did not do the movie justice, my heart is still breaking for this amazing human being. 

Pukar (1983)

Let’s change things up a bit and do a movie I watched recently, 1983’s Pukar (meaning "to cry out" or "call it")  directed by Ramesh Behl staring Amitabh Bachchan as Ramdas aka Ronnie, Zeenat Aman and Randhir Kapoor.

The movie made me proud to be an Indian…here’s the twist, I’m not Indian.

Okay, gotta be honest and hate to break it to you guys but the movie is not one of the best, the music is fabulous, acting is…there, the story is sort of there. As with Major Saab, the movie failed to convince me of what was happening.

It’s about Ronnie, who violently refuses to be called Ramdas and hates the revolutionaries that are attempting to throw the Portuguese out of Goa. Through a series of occurrences, Ronnie is convinced that the revolutionaries murdered his revolutionary father, and therefore he becomes a big shot goonda and works with the police to stop the movement. His girlfriend (they never specify in the movie if she becomes his wife) played by Zeenat Aman begins to work with Randhir Kapoor and other revolutionaries to overthrow the Portuguese.

It’s watchable but if you have all of Mr. Bachchan’s movies at your behest don’t pick this one. I recommend you just get the soundtrack, and throw yourself into the beautiful music of RD Burman.

I have two problems with this movie 1) Zeenat Aman, 2) the sudden flip in Ronnie from the bad guy, to the good guy. The plot never really connects it…the identify change from Ronnie to Ramdas is so hastily done. And Zeenat Aman…whether or not you think she is physically attractive (she’s not but that’s just me) her acting is so horrendously shallow! And her hair, dear me! What was happening with the hair). I can even ignore Randhir Kapoor’s Hitler-like mustache but I cannot ignore the hair.

Now I have a question for those of you who have ventured on to this blog and are reading this: what was the timing of this movie in respect to the Coolie accident? Mr. Bachchan’s physical appearances changes dramatically, along with Ms. Aman’s hair, so I’m wondering if there’s any correlation between the accident and these strange disconnections.

I can listen to RD Burman’s music and Amitabh Bachchan’s voice forever and never complain! The soundtrack is very lively, as long as you don’t watch the “still life” images from the song “Sumandar Mein Naha Ke” sung by the unforgettable RD Burman. “Tu Maike Mat Jaiyo” performed by Mr. Bachchan and Mr. Burman is beautiful during any month, and “Jaane Jigar” is equally enjoyable.

I kinda have to admit though, I get a kick out of Mr. Bachchan’s movies where he plays a villain. I was almost hoping that Ronnie stays the bad guy with Prem Chopra, bad guy galore!

Had the movie’s plot been slightly better developed and formulated to make the transition of Ronnie to the patriotic Ramdas less abrupt and more gradual. For me, the ending and transition was rushed, almost as if the filmmaker wanted to get the movie over with. 

Inquilaab Zindabad!

-Ish.