Movie Review: Ajay Devgn’s Baadshaho, So Much Goldmaal
Ajay Devgn and Emraan Hashmi are watchable. The rest of this heist caper isn’t
waste. Right? So cut to unshaven men, dolled-up women and an army officer
exhibiting his bare chest as if it was an artwork. Ms Sunny Leone pops up for a
wriggle fest (ah, the item numbah). And there are rumble-tumbles on a train and
an armoured truck goes kaboom, all adding up to doom baraabar doom.
However, if a
retro-ishtyle stunt-crammed plot-pourri still holds you in a thrall, zoom right
into Baadshaho, directed by Milan Luthria in the company of the bombastic
writer Rajat Arora. Disclosing an agenda for action galore rather
than (methinks) for political commentary, Luthria saab hauls you back to
the Emergency era, 1975 when the erstwhile royal luminaries were raided and
arrested for possessing wealth at the detriment of the country’s wealth.
A Still From Baadshaho
Ah, you hit the
fingernail on your head. Evidently, the B’shaho flick tocks-‘n’- ticks
back to the arrest and incaceration of Maharani Gayatri Devi for five months,
it is believed at the behest of Mrs Indira Gandhi. But chhodo kal ki baatein.
Let’s look at the travails of Maharani Geetanjali Devi (an expressionless
Ileana D’Cruz if you please) as depicted in the fictional jamboree of bullets-pyromaniacal
explosions, chases and derring-do’s-and-don’ts, unspooling at the multiplexes
Over, then, to
the main object of desire: that truck laden with so much yellow metal, that it
would rival Mackenna’s Gold. The booty has been force-loaded from the Devi’s
Rajasthan Mahal to be transported – where else but Delhi, the seat of draconian
A Romantic Scene From Baadshaho
The Devi has her
fans and recruits, after all, captained by a man in pitch black called Bhawani
(Ajay Devgn), flanked by Daliya a
mercenary roustabout (Emraan Hashmi with surma lined eyes), a safecracker
(Sanjay Mishraji), not to forget the beleaguered Maharani’s glam bestie (Esha
Gupta). Uh huh.
bare chest of an officer (Vidyutt Jammwal) must foil these B’shahos. Can he?
Will he? Frankly, with so much violence, overwritten wisecracks, desert
stetches, camel-inhabited vistas and menacing close-ups of the golden guys and
girls, the outcome stetches on till goldom come. Really, it’s all about loving
your Sona darling.
strives to make every sentence uttered a crunch-munch-punchline. Says the
intense Bhawani bhai, “The character of gold can’t spoil my character.” Wazzat?
Then there’s Mr Surma stating, “Sona nahin milega toh sone ko bhi nahin
milega”, roughly translatable, “If we don’t get the gold, we don’t get to sleep
either.” Snore! And the cherry on the heavyweight kilos of cake, is, “Pehle
karo, phir daro.” Meaning, “First do, then get scared.” Must try out that
piece of advice. Thanks.
show up, especially in the stunt scenes. The editor seemed to have crammed in
as much footage filmed as possible to account for a 145-minuter. On the upside,
Sunita Radia’s cinematography is consistently rigorous and visually appealing.
Vidyut Jammwal And Ileana D'Cruz In Baadshaho
screenplay (or whatever there is of it) is designed to spotlight Ajay Devgn,
who breezes through the Action Jackson role as effortlessly as driving
auto-pilot. Emraan Hashmi (naturally, he’s allocated the raunchy tangobaazi
with Ms Leone) does steal a scene or two with tongue-in-cheek candour. As for
the rest of the cast, they’re just about endurable since no special acting
skills are required.
crunching, somersaulting feats, you like? Then, okay try this B’shaaho if you
must. Or else, take a chill pill at home sweet home.