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Ki & Ka Review - High on Novelty, Low on Content

Ki & Ka Review - High on Novelty, Low on Content




Ki & Ka offers a satirical examination of the long-held perceptions of the roles in an Indian marriage. But in doing so, the film sacrifices character-building and good story-telling at the altar of novelty. It’s like a visiting a click-bait site – tempting inducements get you to click on a link, but gauzy content leaves you disappointed.

The film casts an unusual Bollywood pair – a senior actress who is riding into the sunset after a decade at the top and a young Turk hungry to make his mark. They are a few years apart in age both in life and on screen and are well cast for their roles. While Kabir is the son of a rich real estate mogul who wants to be a home maker like his late mother, Kia is a marketing executive and a climber who has dreams of being a CEO. His need to be a home maker fits like a glove into her need for a marriage without a man being envious of her ambition.

Balki takes time to set the story up ostensibly to explain Kabir’s view of the world – why he wants to be a home maker and Kia’s take on a woman’s role in a marriage. It’s like a freshman course one has to take before starting the real one and it robs the film of much needed momentum right at the start. Having done that, he moves them from having met and dated to getting married in double quick time leaving the viewer exasperated. Only when he starts exploring the day to day issues that married couples face, with the roles reversed, does the film pick up pace and interest. Long time Balki collaborator, Ilayaraja's usual synth-pop music score makes an ineffectual appearance every now and then.

The most impressive bits of the film are when the two characters begin to doubt their respective approach to the relationship. Kabir begins to realize that Kia’s ambition is something he is growing tired of and Kia suspects that Kabir’s comely attitude towards her ambition could be a tactic to build a brand for himself as a unique home maker. But he falters again as he builds up to a denouement that’s as vapid an experience for the viewer, as watching paint dry. As a director, Balki’s scene construction and his camera movements leave one flummoxed. Maybe it is an ad film maker’s curse, but the quivery and quaky handling of the camera becomes distracting as the story moves on. It’s one of those rare one or two-set movies where most of the action takes place in an office or an apartment and he creates a nice little world for these characters to inhabit.

Both actors Arjun Kapoor and Kareena Kapoor-Khan do a sincere job in an undercooked plot that doesn’t serve their acting abilities well. Kareena as Kia has the more complex role than Arjun’s and she shows glimpses of the kind of actress she can be if she gets a good director and part. The refreshing presence of Swaroop Sampath is wasted in a poorly constructed mother character that is only too happy to let things change in her house without even a murmur of protest. The immensely talented Rajit Kapoor is wasted in a one-dimensional role as Kabir’s disapproving father.

Balki has set a high standard for himself on making good films that are unusual. He delivers only on the latter here.


Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola (2013)

Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola (2013)

Quirk is difficult to understand as a viewer and handle as a filmmaker. It is often dismissed as being silly and incoherent, only rarely getting the attention and accolade it deserves. I would credit the likes of Woody Allen and Quentin Tarentino with making quirk cool. In Indian cinema, with its cultural richness to draw from, quirk is a Godsend for we are tired of looking at caricatures who pass off as comedians. ‘Matru Ki Bijli Ka Mandola’ is a brave attempt to look at a serious problem of land grab through a set of quirky characters in a rural setting.

In appreciating quirk, we need to appreciate the imagination of the writer in creating zany characters with zanier habits. Here we have Harry Mandola, a rich alcoholic who, while sober has a dream of getting all farmers of the Mandola village to sell their land to him, so that he can develop malls, factories and the works in partnership with a corrupt local politician Chaudhari Devi who wants her idiot son Badal to marry Harry’s daughter Bijlee to sweeten the deal and seal it. Harry’s man Friday is Hukum Singh Matru, who nurses a soft corner for Bijlee, has a strong loyalty towards the service of the Mandola family and a growing concern for his village’s problems.

While the villagers are wary of Harry and Devi’s fiendish scheme, they are unable to negotiate with them without the help of a vigilante, curiously named Mao who directs them from time to time with messages tied to trees. Harry while drunk is a benevolent man who feels for his villagers. How the village of Mandola survives the land shark attack, how do they use Harry’s split personality to their advantage is what the plot tries to uncover.

Vishal Bhardwaj has carved a niche for himself as a sensitive film maker who writes thought provoking stories which unfold in rustic settings with interesting characters. With ‘Matru.’, Bhardwaj gives himself enough creative freedom to build a truly wild bunch of characters against a very real situation of land grab by the corporate-politico nexus, at the expense of farmers.  His contrast of this wild bunch against a real problem is the real usp of the film’s writing and direction.

Where he falls short is in the sub plots – Bijlee’s difficult relationship with her father and her strange acquiescence to marry Badal which Matru refers to as a ‘Meena Kumari complex’, Matru’s conflict of loyalty between his village and his master, Devi’s linking of the Mandola land grab with a runway to a bigger position in Delhi and the obvious question – haven’t farmers made it big around the NCR region by selling land? Is it such a bad thing? Is getting the right price the real issue?

The film belongs to Pankaj Kapur, that fine talented artiste who has been reduced to doing 1 movie every 3 years for want of good scripts. Kapur as the sober shark and the delirious drunk is equally fascinating to watch as he is as a loving father and a chiding yet doting master. Shabana Azmi lends him wonderful support as his partner in crime but is not supported by good material. Anushka Sharma has the rustic sex appeal, but fails to impress as an actor. Imran Khan may have grown a beard but remains a wooden actor. Arya Babbar seems to be stereotyped as the idiot, but at least lives up to expectations.

‘Matru ki Bijlee ka Mandola’ is a brave attempt at a difficult sub-genre, and almost makes it work. Worth a watch though.
Irma la Douce (1963)

Irma la Douce (1963)


‘Irma the Sweet’ is probably Billy Wilder’s sweetest film. The master of satire paints a beautiful love story against the backdrop of the sleazy red light area of Paris between a prostitute and a simple loving man. He wants to keep her off the street and she wants to stay on to earn enough for both of them. Therin lies the problem.

The story revolves around Irma, a successful prostitute who struggles to remember the faces of the many men that she beds. In trying to bust this prostitution ring, policeman Nestor Patou loses his job because his own Chief is a regular customer at the brothel. Penniless, but with a heart filled with kindness, Patou impresses Irma, so much so that she moves him into her apartment and promises to take care of him by working the streets harder.

Patou wishes to earn to keep Irma off the street, but she doesn’t let him. Along with a bartender across the street, he devises a plan where he disguises himself as Lord X, a wealthy English gentleman who becomes Irma’s regular customer and pays her 500 Francs per meeting, which occurs at a regular frequency. Patou’s challenge is that the 500 Francs comes to him/Lord X from the multifaceted bar tender called Moustache, goes to Irma and comes back to Patou which he gives back to Moustache. The ploy works for a while, until Irma decides to elope with Lord X!

Satire is a very difficult genre to master. At its best, it leaves the viewer somewhere between being aware of the innate sadness in the situation and being happy with the comedy that is built around it. Wilder’s genius comes out in this film as he manages to sidetrack the inherent sadness of Irma having to sell her body for money and Patou’s inability to get her to stop, with some brilliant situational comedy with witty dialogue and quirky characters. Based on Alexandre Breffort’s French play, the story keeps you entertained right through with the delicious exchanges between Patou, Irma and Moustache. The only let down was the climax which seemed watered down, after such a good build up.

Jack Lemmon as Patou/Lord X excels in a fabulous role. He is an expert at portraying suffering characters with an innate goodness in them. As Patou he is his archetypical self, but it is as Lord X that he delivers a master class in using costume and accent to convincingly become a foreign character. Shirley McLaine as Irma is wonderful as the nonchalant mercenary of a prostitute who likes to wear green stockings. Never considered a beauty, she wins you over with a clever mix of charm and wit. The show stealer is Moustache, played by Lou Jacobi as he gloats about his prowess in everything from being a soldier in Dunkirk to a lawyer and a Professor of Economics.

Irma la Douce is a wonderful film that shows us the sweetness of simple emotions that often go missing in a cynical world.
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)

Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)


The prospect of a nuclear showdown that will end the world has often been the topic of discussion over the last 60 odd years since the first nuclear bomb was dropped in WW II.  In his trademark satirical style, Stanley Kubrick takes us through such an eventuality, when a loose cannon US General orders a nuclear strike on the USSR, fearing a contamination of American bodily fluids through water fluoridation.

General Ripper asks his executive officer, Group Captain Mandrake to issue the launch code to all B-52 bomber units stationed close to the USSR to undertake nuking of their specific targets. Thinking that it is a routine exercise, Mandrake issues the command, but is unable to recall the planes because Ripper does not give him the abort codes. The matter goes right up to President Muffley who summons Gen. Turgidson, the architect of ‘Wing Attack Plan R’ that allows field commanders to authorize use of nuclear weapons in the eventuality of a Soviet strike taking out Washington DC. As the planes approach their targets, their radio communications are shut as part of the plan and a way needs to be found to stop the attack.

Set in black and white, Kubrick’s screenplay and direction make a mockery of several themes such as fool proof battle planning, bravery, diplomacy and leadership. The screenplay is replete with sketches of trigger happy characters who fumble around a situation that threatens the existence of the world. He lampoons several stereotypes, such as Russians being drunkards and womanizers and Americans being cowboys looking for the next shootout. The 90 minutes of insanity also brings out the dark undertone of lives of many across the world being in the hands of a few nuclear capable countries. Any rogue attack could lead potentially destroy life as we know it through a series of retaliatory strikes, in accordance with the principle of Mutually Assured Destruction.

Peter Sellers plays a stellar role, 3 roles in fact in this film. As Group Captain Mandrake, he is symbolic of the role of the UK as a seemingly equal, but submissive ally of the USA. As President Muffley, he plays a leader who is unable to control his country’s military policy making, and is bullied into submission. As Dr. Strangelove he plays a mad scientist, a former Nazi physicist who is fascinated with the idea of weapons of mass destruction and is busy planning for preservation of life after complete destruction. George C Scott as Gen. Turgidson plays a character that is symbolic of cold war brinkmanship and military thinking that shuns restraint and is looking for an excuse to strike.

Dr. Strangelove is one of the greatest political satires from the master of the form himself.          
Dabangg (2010)

Dabangg (2010)


‘Dabanng’ is a cross between a Bollywood flavored Spaghetti Western, a rustic Indian taken on Robin Hood and a satire. Barring a few strums of the guitar, Flamenco style, morally ambiguous characters, a corrupt cop distributing money to the poor and a few catchy one liners, the film falls short of doing justice to all its influences. However, with allegorical names, good action and music, a peppy dance number and a protagonist whose character seems to be the quintessential role for the actor who plays it, the film ends up being tolerable.

The story revolves around Chulbul Pandey, a corrupt police officer in charge of Lalganj in Uttar Pradesh. He is a fearless cop who like beating up bad guys but does not necessarily follow rules as far as money is concerned. He takes his share and distributes it as he sees fit. His personal life is traumatic due to his strained relationship with his step-father and step-brother. He incurs the wrath of the local political aspirant who wants to cut him down to size and uses his step-brother against him. How Pandey counters his personal and professional challenges is what the film tries to explore.

The story is along predictable lines. But, that is not its shortcoming. The shortcoming lies in the dialogues. Barring the ones that were promoted, the lines mostly fall flat. The relationships lack chemistry, be it Chulbul’s relationship with his mother, his step-father, step-brother or his girlfriend. Nothing really fires up the screen. However, credit must be given to Anubhav Sinha for creating a very stylized world within a world, with quirky characters, and a small town, where people are at the mercy of the powerful few. The action sequences are well choreographed and the music has melodious and raunchy numbers. Overall, more effort could have been put in, to spice up key exchanges.

Chulbul seems to be the kind of role that people want to see Salman Khan in. The viewer tends to feel bad for him, but not too bad, because he shakes it off fast. His dead pan delivery towers above the rest and he holds the weak structure together. His look also scores with a thin mustache and Ray-Ban aviators. Debutante Sonakshi Sinha has good looks and a good personality on screen. The role does not give her much to do though, so nothing much can be said about her acting prowess. Sonu Sood as the local goon with political aspirations delivers a believable performance and seems to be making a name for himself in ‘negative’ roles. Vinod Khanna, Dimple Kapadia, Om Puri and Arbaaz Khan are accounted for, but show nothing to write about.

Overall, ‘Dabangg’ disappoints considering the hype that surrounded it, pre-release. You get in expecting a riot, but get out having watched a few arguments and a few slaps. It ends up being par for the course. Nothing more. Nothing less.

...And Justice for All (1979)

...And Justice for All (1979)


At the outset, I couldn’t judge the mood of this film. It seemed to me, a cross between a satire and a serious drama. But as it progressed ‘…And Justice for All’ blended these dimensions beautifully to portray the power of the law and those who practice it, over life and the frivolous manner in which it is abused. The title comes from the ‘Pledge of Allegiance’ that is an oath of loyalty to the USA, the last four words of which are “..and justice for all”.

The plot revolves around a passionate lawyer Arthur Kirkland who is exposed to the vagaries of the justice system and the idiosyncrasies of judges and lawyers as he sees his innocent client having to spend time in jail over a technicality that could be seen differently. In a state of anger, he attacks a judge and is jailed for a night. The same judge calls on him to defend him in an alleged sex crime, a case of rape and brutal assault on a woman. Kirkland has to take the case else he stands to be disbarred with the judge’s notorious influence. He has to choose between integrity and saving his career. How he deals with it is what the story tries to unravel.

Norman Jewison’s direction straddles mockery and seriousness masterfully. The manner in which the screenplay shows the walls of the system closing in on Kirkland is always a sign of good screen-writing. The screenplay swings from depicting Kirkland’s comic exasperation and violent frustration and is full of quirky characters like a judge who is perennially trying to kill himself, a lawyer who starts throwing lunch plates like Frisbees at everyone in the courthouse because he can’t handle the faking and lying, to name a few. It also brings to light, disturbing cases, like an innocent man undergoing abuse in jails, waiting for a trial date or an under-trial in police custody being sent to jail because the lawyer was careless to not get the appeal to the judge in time. The screenplay was nominated for an Academy Award.

While the satire-drama combination is commendable, it also can be off-putting at times because as a viewer you tend to lose tempo, when you have a serious sequence followed by a comic one and vice-versa. But, once you see through that, you know what to expect.

Al Pacino as Kirkland does a great job of being the lawyer who at times just throws up his hand in disgust and laughs at the tragic comedy that is being played out with him in the lead role. His climactic outburst is full of passion and is the piece de resistance of this film. His performance earned him a Best Actor nomination at the Academy Awards. He is ably supported by Jack Warden as the suicidal judge.

‘…And Justice for All’ is a film that shows you how lives can be toyed with and finished off by the powerful. A good watch if you are in the mood for some light hearted introspection.