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Review: Kal Kissne Dekha

movie reviews Updated: Jun 13, 2009 14:14 IST
Mayank Shekhar
Mayank Shekhar
Hindustan Times
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Kal Kissne Dekha
Cast: Jacky Bhagnani, Vaishali Desai
Director: Vivek Sharma
Rating: *

This is what, in Bollywood, they call the “launch vehicle”: a mysteriously mammoth marketing explosion that carries along a humanoid into an inter-stellar galaxy of stars, and wannabe movie stars, every few weeks at the cinemas. They’re usually the world’s most expensive audition tapes put together to claim future films.

As Zoya Akhtar’s Luck By Chance, a brilliant take on Mumbai movies, puts it, “The hero is either another hero’s son, or the producer’s son.’ In this case, it’s the latter.

He wears shirts and sleeveless T’s that expose a newly muscled cleavage. He pumps iron to the weight of a tanker, yet doesn’t move like a machine. Polite to a fault, given a chance, he could race down any motorbike on the mean street. His dance-step is the envy of Riverdale High, while he romantically strums the mandolin, blows the trumpet, and of course, gets the girl.

He is still a scientist by education, who’s mastered the art of Physics, can crack electrical codes and mess up the city’s traffic lights, when he’s not bashing up the baddies, or ducking bullets in slow motion.

It’s a bird… It’s a plane… As I mentioned, it’s only the producer’s son. A super-hero for such films could make life healthier for all.

Unfortunately, the makers have also to slip in a story. Songs alone may not do.

So eat this: There’s a sulking professor (a portly Rishi Kapoor), who helps a couple of terrorists bomb Mumbai’s rail station, airport and a shopping mall, because NASA, the American space and aeronautical programme, had once kicked that gentleman out of their lab. The He Man hero is gifted with an extra sensory perception. He can casually take peeks into the future. He even sees things that don’t happen later.

Yet, he has several bombs and his own bombshell of a girl friend to take care of, between the dance and gym routines.
A bomb he could’ve easily helped diffuse is of course this film itself.

It seems a non-sensical, expensive gift from a father, who still has a lot more to make up for naming his fine kid, Jacky.

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