GANGS OF WASSEYPUR 2 by CUTEANGEL 2012/08/13 13:40
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the world -- DDLJ plays in Wasseypur movie-houses even as Dil Toh Pagal Hai posters promise the future -- and when Definite, his hairdo-loving heir apparent, hears there might finally be a warrant to his name, he sings the Maine Pyaar Kiya lyric" Pehli pyaar ki pehli chitthi " in the hope that he might finally graduate with criminal dishonour.
Composer Sneha Khanwalkar's super original songs -- Kaala Re is this film's big, big winner -- is overshadowed by familiar songs from our past. Indeed, Tigmanshu Dhulia's geriatric godfather even claims the only reason he's outlived all his foes is because he doesn't watch movies.
We who do buy gladly into Kashyap's madness. Yet the film, eventually, starts to wheeze under the weight of its own winking. The first shot from Part One appears here, not as Part Two's climactic sequence, but somewhere after intermission and a long way from the end. It is thus not a circle but a spiral, this narrative, and concentric storytelling can be awfully repetitive. No matter how whimsically the tale is told.
Too much is unbearably cutesy --"set right- va karo ji " goes a frequently repeated song exhorting the hero to fix it -- several chunks are entirely unnecessary, and the plotting canbe almost moronically frustrating, as evidenced by a mildly amusing but mostly pointless sequence featuring vegetable shopping, dhoti-tying and incompetent assassins. With the film by now into its fifth hour,this fluff exhausts.
And yet, for all its folly -- and the fact that an hour could have beenlopped off its running length, easy-- Gangs Of Wasseypur II provides enough cinematic memorabilia to single-handedly last us the summer.
Kashyap's visual flair has just grown with each film, and this oneis not just cinematically self-assured but also highly nuanced: some of the touches -- like Mohsina's choice of paperback-- border almost on a Dibakarian immaculateness. Perpendicular Khan, meanwhile, like the Bob Biswas we met in Kahaani a few months ago, deserves his own graphic novel, pronto.
Like one of those unending strings of ladi s, this is, then, a proper firecracker, even if far too long. Had Ramadhir Singh broken his coda and watched it, he'd have doubtless been gunned down mid-film, the length (and volume) allowing his foes more than enough celluloid cover to set up sniper-rifles, grenades and knifemen for the job. Sheer murder, surely.
Yet, like the inevitably doomed characters in this Kashyapverse, he'd have gotten to grin a few times before biting the dust.
(tnx)
Continue From Last Page,
the world -- DDLJ plays in Wasseypur movie-houses even as Dil Toh Pagal Hai posters promise the future -- and when Definite, his hairdo-loving heir apparent, hears there might finally be a warrant to his name, he sings the Maine Pyaar Kiya lyric" Pehli pyaar ki pehli chitthi " in the hope that he might finally graduate with criminal dishonour.
Composer Sneha Khanwalkar's super original songs -- Kaala Re is this film's big, big winner -- is overshadowed by familiar songs from our past. Indeed, Tigmanshu Dhulia's geriatric godfather even claims the only reason he's outlived all his foes is because he doesn't watch movies.
We who do buy gladly into Kashyap's madness. Yet the film, eventually, starts to wheeze under the weight of its own winking. The first shot from Part One appears here, not as Part Two's climactic sequence, but somewhere after intermission and a long way from the end. It is thus not a circle but a spiral, this narrative, and concentric storytelling can be awfully repetitive. No matter how whimsically the tale is told.
Too much is unbearably cutesy --"set right- va karo ji " goes a frequently repeated song exhorting the hero to fix it -- several chunks are entirely unnecessary, and the plotting canbe almost moronically frustrating, as evidenced by a mildly amusing but mostly pointless sequence featuring vegetable shopping, dhoti-tying and incompetent assassins. With the film by now into its fifth hour,this fluff exhausts.
And yet, for all its folly -- and the fact that an hour could have beenlopped off its running length, easy-- Gangs Of Wasseypur II provides enough cinematic memorabilia to single-handedly last us the summer.
Kashyap's visual flair has just grown with each film, and this oneis not just cinematically self-assured but also highly nuanced: some of the touches -- like Mohsina's choice of paperback-- border almost on a Dibakarian immaculateness. Perpendicular Khan, meanwhile, like the Bob Biswas we met in Kahaani a few months ago, deserves his own graphic novel, pronto.
Like one of those unending strings of ladi s, this is, then, a proper firecracker, even if far too long. Had Ramadhir Singh broken his coda and watched it, he'd have doubtless been gunned down mid-film, the length (and volume) allowing his foes more than enough celluloid cover to set up sniper-rifles, grenades and knifemen for the job. Sheer murder, surely.
Yet, like the inevitably doomed characters in this Kashyapverse, he'd have gotten to grin a few times before biting the dust.
(tnx)
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