Himmatwala is a horrible waste of time: Skip it!
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At one point in the movie, at the beginning itself, Ajay Devgan attempts a psycho act on Mahesh Manjrekar in his shower cabinet in black and white montage; this is supposed to be Sajid Khan's humorous take on the immortal Hitchcock scene. It is also supposed to lend a gayish undertone to that erotic murder sequence so famously cultivated over the years by Hitchcockian aficionados. Unfortunately, that scene falls flat, and the movie never rises above the implosion that it creates from there on.
Sajid Khan and his sister are the worst thing that could have happened to Bollywood after the arrival of that supremely talentless Kishan Kumar (the infamous brother of 'T-Series' founding father, Gulshan Kumar). The Khan siblings are an antithesis of what is known as 'talent'. The irony is that they actually take their own talent seriously!
Sajid Khan believes that he is Allah's gift to Bollywood humour, but the fact is, in the entire two and a half hour length of Himmatwala, not a single chuckle was to be heard in the movieplex that I was unfortunate enough to be present in.
Okay, so on the laughter quotient, the movie is a big zero, but what about action? Isn't the movie supposed to be an action thriller too? The answer to that question is simple. Expecting a cogent action thriller from Sajid Khan is like expecting Kapil Sibal to compose Wordsworthian poetry.
I have a simple rule for moviemakers, if storytelling is not your cup of tea, then you are in the wrong business. At the heart of moviemaking is the ability to tell a story. Be it a one-page story expanded into a three-hour treatment or a 1000 page epic compressed into a few hours of celluloid drama. The Khan siblings do not make movies to tell stories, to simply mock at others.
In their 'mockitude', these Khans forget everything else, including the fundamental of creating convincing characters. None of the people populating the canvas of Himmatwala have conviction or cogent reasons for being themselves and doing the things they do. It seems everybody has simply sleepwalked into their roles with the sole intention of mocking the hapless audience.
Ajay Devgan is a star no doubt, but even he cannot elevate a movie this crass. He creates his trademark celluloid magic whenever he appears on screen, but that is simply not enough to keep one interested in the proceedings. Then there is the hugely gifted Paresh Rawal, who is possibly the only saving grace in an otherwise a completely flat movie. The half-baked dialogues written for Paresh's character do not live up to this great actor's comic timing. At times it is almost painful to see such a fine actor being wasted by the director. Mahesh Manjrekar only comes to life in the second half of the movie and the pace somewhat picks up from there.
If an impossibly fair, constantly midriff exposing modern gaon ki chhori with a repertoire of one-and-half bemused expressions as her acting skills is your idea of a Bollywood leading lady, then Tamannah Bhatia is ideal for you. Will she be 21st century's Sri Devi is another matter altogether. Like all other characters in the movie, there is no rhyme or reason to what she does. For instance, she releases a wild tiger on the hapless villagers, apparently because she hates the 'gareeb' (such wonderful screenplay can come only from the Khan staple).
The story keeps moving along predictable lines till the brief entry of Ritesh Deshmukh after the intermission. Apart from that one minor twist, Sajid has remained true to the original Himmatwala of three decades ago (which itself was a remake of the Telugu hit, Ooriki Monagadu, meaning 'the village chieftain'). There was so much potential for the creation of a comic caper out of a clichd movie like the Himmatwala of 1983, but Sajid Khan fails miserably, partly because of lack of talent and partly because of the attempts to mock the great unwashed.
The subtle undertone and the message is clear, the unwashed Hindus are fools of the first order. This message is central to both Farah and Sajid Khan's moviemaking philosophy. If the sister mocked at the concept of the Karmic birth cycle unquestionably believed by Hindus, the brother mocks at the 'mother Goddess' so venerated by the masses.
In the climactic confrontation of good versus evil shot in front of a Mata Sherawali temple, the audience is supposed to laugh at the melodrama of a mother coercing a goddess to help her son win the fight. It seems to tells idolator Hindus how foolishly clichd our existence is. Not to mention the fact that it presumes to say that Hindu beliefs are little more than superstition mocks the 'silly' notion of the mother goddess.
Wait, that is not the end of it, there is more to the climax than just the mockery. At one point in the climactic confrontation, an knife stab on Ajay Devgan's chest leaves the knife bent and blunt, to the utter surprise of the villainous gang. Lo and Behold! Ajay is saved by the Tabeez from Mecca! As if on cue, the Kalama is played in the background to convey the full import of the meaning. This time the message is loud and clear — so what if you have Mata's Mandir in the background, it is the Taveez from the Mecca that saves you. There we go again, showing a middle finger to the silly Hindu unwashed.
This theme seems to play in a never-ending loop throughout the movie. In that mandatory rape scene, we are told how women in India are the unluckiest creatures in the world because we kill them in the womb and then rape them on the streets. It is the same old story of us being a nation of rapists and murderous thugs that the usual suspects in the English language media propagate, to paint us all in the same colour and avoid having any sort of clarity on the actual guilt factor.
Many may still try and give us a million reasons to go watch such a waste of time. 'Masala' movies are also part of Bollywood, we will be told. We should patronise them, we will be told. There will be comparisons with yesteryears' moviemakers like Prakash Mehra and Manmohan Desai et al. But whatever the flaws of Manmohan Desai the director, what he could never be accused of, was a lack of passion. Desai and his contemporaries had unflinching faith in their stories and that is why they connected with their audience despite the outlandish scale and drama of their creations.
Sajid Khan and his sister have neither passion for moviemaking nor faith in their stories. If you still want to go and see Himmatwala, carry a gaming device to keep yourself occupied.