“Sufi
ke Sulfe’ ki, lau uth ke kehti hai,
Aatish
ye bujh ke bhi, jalti hi rehti hai”
One simply cannot not be astonished,
mesmerized and appalled, all in the same breath as Arijit croons to YE ISHQ HAI
and the lyrical genius of Gulzar and the poetic justice by Vishal Bhardwaj
opens up, layer by layer on the 70mm. However, all is not well here.
There is a sense of
anticipation whenever there is a talk in the town about Vishal Bhardwaj coming
up with something for the celluloid. Fair enough, he has by far, been at the
top whenever it has come to adapting literature as cinema but the same is not the case when it
comes to original scripts and screenplays. (Refer – Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola)
Amidst the storm of the
Second World War and the rise against the Empire Raj for the Indian
Independence by the Indian National Congress, Bhardwaj develops a story of
love, faith and betrayal. The plot in itself is very basic and done to death in
many formulaic Bollywood movies, except for the backdrop in which the movie is
set.
To be honest, I went in to
watch the movie as an ardent admirer of Bhardwaj’s craft and came out hugely
disappointed. The ones who did not go in with any expectations whatsoever, too
had the same emotion while exiting the theatre. And it is not entirely the canvas
that lets the director down, it is the sub-plots and the idea to strike a
balance between romance, patriotism, capitalism, war and poetry that lets this
film down.
This, is probably Bhardwaj’s
most accessible work to the audience as there are hardly any implicits to take
away, imageries to give a thought to, subtext to be understood or dialogue to
be deciphered. Now if only making a movie less symbolic could also not bring up
with it the challenges of lopsidedly composed characters (which have been Bhardwaj’s
strength) and scenes written with heavy loopholes as if the director forgot to
tie the final draft into a cohesive unit at once.
Rangoon begins with some
serious pace and has the moments to get you hooked for a reasonable part of the
first half but nearing intermission, you just sense things going downhill. The editing
leaves a lot to be desired, not only in terms of cutting the run time but also
in hampering the impact of sub-plots due to their haphazard arrangements. There
is just too much happening at one go to garner undivided attention to any
particular scene.
In what could be ironical,
the songs in Rangoon convey the feelings, emotions and thoughts much more
effectively than the narrative. The entire magnitude of the romance between
Shahid Kapoor and Kangana Ranaut has been beautifully incorporated in the song
YE ISHQ HAI which highlights the fact that their relationship is a liberating
one, almost Sufi-isq! The genius of Gulzar then goes on to add comparisons with
RUMI and TABREZI to further enhance
the impact of their relationship but the dialogue, actions and the characters
fail to bring it alive on the screen.
ALVIDA, another masterpiece,
with great amount of lyrical detailing has only been used as a fade in-out
effect song and it again conveys much more meaning as a song than the way it
has been used in the film.
BLOODY HELL is your Dhan Te Nan, Oye Boy Charie, Darling, Bidi
Jalaile type of song from any of the Bhardwaj’s films. This song
essentially hooks you on with its lyrical quality and boy Sunidhi Chauhan is
back and how! The rest of the music is spot on and possibly is also one of the
very few highlights of Rangoon.
Kangana Ranaut gives a
decent performance as Miss Julia, the action star. There is this sense of seen
it all with her performance in Rangoon as it gets heavily monotonous and repetitive
as the movie progresses. She sure has her moments in her interaction with the
Japanese soldier but you have seen that in Queen. She aces the vulnerable
moments but you have seen that in Gangster and Tanu Weds Manu. So in a way,
though she performs ably, she is not able to bring out and develop the
perspective that her character craved for.
Shahid Kapoor is brilliant
as he always has been in a Vishal Bhardwaj film. Shahid’s characterization is
crafted with care and it shows with the way his character entails on the
journey from being the Jamadaar to the man carrying India’s possible chance to
oust the Brits. Torn between the calling of his heart and the hopes of an
entire nation, Shahid totally aces it.
Saif Ali Khan looks dapper,
acts the desired way and leaves an imprint of the class of an actor lost in a
syndrome called the 1990’s. He is stern, decisive and almost an antagonist. Despite
relatively lesser screen time, Saif manages to hold on to his character.
The British Army General Hardings,
recites Ghalib and Meer at the drop of the hat but does not mince his words when
the situation demands.
The supporting cast performs
ably and Zulfi stands out as one of the supporting characters to the main plot.
Vishal Bhardwaj sure has his
moments of genius, be it the wonderfully thought and executed MIYA GAYE ENGLAND
with references to Churchill and Hitler, the alluringly haunting scene in the
bath tub where Saif reunites with Kangana after her being attacked on by
warrior aircrafts and Saif’s discovery of the romance blossoming between Shahid
and Kangana.
He is ably supported by the
cinematographer who has done an absolutely splendid camera work which makes
Rangoon looks plush and almost dreamlike at times. However, apart from the
cinematography, the moments which have the capacity to hook you on through the
run time are very few.
You cannot take the Shakespearean
influence out of Bhardwaj’s work. Tragedy has to strike inevitably but it seems
a little too forced in Rangoon. Also, the gamut of euphemisms and metaphors
absent from the screenplay have been incorporated in the dialogues and what is
a first for VB film, the dialogues are disappointing.
The Indian Army under the
British command seemingly cared only about Miss Julia’s night shows, with
proper set designs and lighting rather than on their training drills. The superstardom
of Miss Julia is almost impossible to be believed to an extent where the army
jawans are shown holding Placards stating – LOVE YOU JULIA!
The entire movie could have
ended immediately after the first strike on the troop but why does the troop
decide to continue, where does all the set and props come from after getting
destroyed in the attack, why does CGI has to screw up climaxes? Sadly, Rangoon
does not answer these questions. In fact it leaves you with many more but these
are more about the existence of the movie altogether.
So Rangoon is a
disappointing fare, a rare from Bhardwaj. The performances only lift the film a
bit but do not have potential to carry it through. And if you try to look
beyond the obvious, as is the case with most of the VB movies, or even focus on
the obvious, headache is a guarantee for sure.
In the end I’d close it with
the lines that most significantly describe what this film could have been –
“Ek
hi TU Khuda to nahi,
Yu
kabhi koi Jiya to nahi,
Alvida,
Alvida, to nahi”
BLOODY
HELL!!
*Why
art thou so awesome GULZAR SAHAB!!!*
*1.5STARS*
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