When you dare to design a complicated
social platter with respect to a multicultural society like India, you must
have the balls to make it receptive enough for the audience. When you know that
someone like Prakash Jha is daring to take on the most complicated and burning
social issue of the country, you inevitably have the highest expectation of
witnessing a memorable cinematic experience. It’s an obvious human
psychological instinct that it always expects excessively from people doing
invincibly well in their field.
Prakash Jha has been associated with some
of the most controversial and yet successful films like Gangaajal, Rajneeti and
Apaharan. All of them were a deep insight onto the complications of the Indian
society ruled by some of the most complicated political, social and economic
contours. I know that sounds highly boring, but believe me, if you have watched
all his movies, you might have some sleepless nights. But not with his new
venture ‘Chakravyuh’ because….I guess Mr. Jha has started watching too many
Balaji horrors (by Balaji horrors I mean the ridiculous soaps and serials that
have always been the sole reason for feminine dominance over the idiot box!).
Chakravyuh is the most disappointing
cinematic experience that I have come across this year (of course I didn’t dare
to watch Rowdy Rathore and its prototypes). With a highly sensitive issue like
Naxalism, it is always necessary to have a crude understanding about the
complicacy of the issue. While watching the movie, I was just wondering about
the deliberate attempt to make it a typical Masala Bollywood movie. Adding to
the misery was a predictable story. Far more worse were excessively
melodramatic performances by Esha Gupta, Arjun Rampal and Abhay Deol. Manoj
Bajpayee and Om Puri were the only saviour in this regard.
The only silver lining that one may find in
the movie is the cinematography. Action by Abbas Ali Moghul is also
appreciable, but not just good enough to give you the jitters that one had while
watching Gangaajal. Prakash Jha’s attempt to make the film look more real
succeeded to a little extent with the locations. Excluding Kailash Kher’s
‘Mehengaai’, all other songs were just forced injections in the story.
Concluding such a huge issue just by saying that the war will continue until we
find some immediate solution reminded me of my moral science class during my
school days. I would really want Mr. Prakash Jha to watch ‘Hazaar Chaurasi ki
Maa’ once. Well, if he has already watched it a dozen times, he should watch it
again. Because it’s not that simple as he has tried to make it through his
unquestionable directorial abilities.
I know I sound really pissed. Well, I am. Why?
You don’t spend your precious 250 bucks from your pocket on such a disappointing
attempt on such a burning issue.
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