If there was a movie which could have had ‘OTT’ as a catch phrase it would be this one. Or it could have the slightly longer but also accurate one of ‘The Movie Where Rohit Shetty Didn’t Blow A Car Up’. Whatever be the case, Simmba is a movie that is unadulterated entertainment. The kind that harks back to the days when we whistled as the hero made an entrance for the first time and blew everyone else away!
Seemingly tailor-made for Ranveer Singh R.S), Simmba is the story of a cop gone wrong who changes his ways when tragedy hits a bit too close to home for his comfort.
With unabashed cheesy dialogues and catch phrases, R.S is the epitome of a mast, bindaas guy who is always looking for his pound of flesh. Life’ taught him that crime does pay and if you wear a uniform while committing the crime, it pays even more! With endless amounts of pomade and clothes as tight as Akshay Kumar in his Churakey Dil Mera days, Singh delivers the goods in the movie.
Ashutosh Rana in a middle-aged form; plays the voice of R.S’s conscience. The only other cast member to have significant screen time and have something else to do barring looking pretty is Sonu Sood. He growls, barks, threatens and flexes his biceps menacingly in an unending series of muscle shirts.
Sara Ali Khan is a prop plain and simple. She prances in with a bouncy ponytail and then steps back and lets R.S run amok. Because that in a nutshell is Simmba-in your face, brash and total paisa vasool. It’s like an 90s movie in this age with two famous remixed songs to prove it.
Should you watch it? Absolutely! You’ll leave the hall dancing and laughing- what else does one want from an action packed flick?
After a looooooooooong time I turned the telly on last Sunday in a rush thinking I’d missed out on the Oscars and found Tridev was playing.
Released in 1989 and a blockbuster by the yardstick prevalent back in the day; the movie is a laugh and minute even during the scenes which are supposed to be very high on the emotional quotient.
Madhuri Dixit, Jackie Shroff, Sunny Deol, Amrish Puri, Anupam Kher and a plethora of other chamaktey sitaarey (shining stars) of the era come together to make a 2 hour plus movie which is replete with the all the symbols of the 80s; and therefore was a total trip down nostalgia alley for me.
These are the tropes in the movies of the 80s and early 90s that I remember vividly-
The level and diction of the spoken Hindi is far superior than that spoken these days.
The music is catchy and unashamedly borrowed (bits and pieces) from dance hits famous overseas.
Since the advance in special effects hadn’t happened to the extent it has nowadays, things looked made-up and really clichéd but still entertained in a way many movies of today don’t.
While I may have laughed at Sunny Deol’s “angst” at finding his dead father, Amrish Puri’s Bhujang-avatar or even Sangeeta Bijlani’s determination to find her dead brother’s killer by becoming a gangster’s moll; the fact remains is that those movies entertain!
I happened to speak to someone about relationships recently and that got me thinking about…DUH! relationships. The kinds I have with the people in my life. The kinds I see all around me and those I’ve been a part of vicariously, for whatever oddball reason there maybe.
It struck me during my conversation that sometimes when we walk away or are walked away from, the significant people in our life, we aren’t usually doing it for one reason alone. There are usually a multitude of reasons and one of them might rule the roost but the others play their part in the decision making process-be it a good or a bad decision.
A reason which is a bit OTT but is relevant nonetheless is the act of knowing someone too well. People like some amount of mystique in their lives. They like the element of the unknown, even if it’s an iota and not a dollop. And they don’t want to be an open book where each ‘t’ is crossed out and ‘i’ is dotted before its time.
One of the other factors which go hand in hand with being known very well by the significant other, is knowing them a little too well.
Ergo predictability rules the roost or we imagine it to do so and often opt to be away from the severity of known and cozy up in the warmth of the unknown. Let’s face it, a person who knows you, warts and all, will lay you bare and none of your excuses will work in front of them. The fallacies you might want to hide behind will be ripped apart from you and you’ll be shown a mirror to your own self. Again. And again.
It’s tough. Sometimes unsavory and often unpalatable. And the easiest way to avoid it is to be rid of the person who knows you so well.
Starting over with a new person lets you be someone you wanted to be but couldn’t. Or atleast pretend to for a while.
Familiarity isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be at the end of the day. It’s just another state of being. And you might want to be someone else.