The judge examining Haseena Parkar's case, comes across as a nincompoop. Siddhant Kapoor (badly dubbed) as Dawood, roams around aimlessly in Dubai, goes on candlelight dinners with random girls and chills in his bathtub as Mumbai burns (1993). The treatment, jarring background score and setting, is equally sloppy as Dongri, Nagpada, Dubai, Mulund, Bhandup.all look the same. But let us clarify, Shraddha is not the weakest link here. The actress is 'lucky' to be getting biopics (she will essay the role of badminton ace Saina Nehwal next), given her limited acting skills. However, given Apoorva Lakhia's poor direction and penchant for making films on Mumbai's underworld dons that ride on sensation over substance, all you get is a tanned Shraddha Kapoor who looks like she's holding two kachoris in her mouth. As the film shuttles between past and present, it passionately lists down the gang wars and events that led to Dawood's rise as a crime lord-terrorist and its repercussions on his family, including his sister Haseena, who was summoned to the Court only once (2007), despite the many offences registered against her. The fact that he looks like one himself, and is set in seriously terrible idea of a gangster (you will drown in laughter when you see him answer his phone while sitting in a bathtub, or dining with his 'foreigner' wife.This courtroom drama tries to decode the life and criminal activities of India's most wanted fugitive - Dawood Ibrahim's late sister Haseena Parkar, who allegedly headed her brother's crime syndicate in Mumbai and ran proxy business for him. He calls his sister, 'Beta' (child) when he looks like he is one himself. He is played by Siddhant Kapoor (Shraddha Kapoor's brother in real life) who is just the opposite. But all these actors are cardboard cutouts, including Dawood, who is supposed to be a quiet, fearsome creature.
The other actors are there as well: the angry dad, the rebellious brothers (one of them being Dawood!), the poor Muslims, the husband of Haseena, assorted gunmen, policemen and women, and yes, the defence lawyer Keswani (who was supposed to be a brilliant man) and the last but not the least, the judge presiding over this hotch-potch case being presented.
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But the effect is more yellow than brown and the skin looks more like a mask than real. In Haseena's case, they use a bronzer to make her look darker than she really is. But the audience cannot be fooled into judging the film if the story is weak and the storytelling is just silly. All actors take pride in pre-release press coverage about how they lost or gained weight for the role or how they sat for the three hour make-up process every day, or how they had to bear the intense heat of the body suit. But were the court proceedings at the time so ridiculous? Why was the prosecution so strident, piling on accusations after accusation without proof? All on the basis of one FIR registered for something not related to Dawood, the brother of Aapa? How does a judge sitting there simply allow so much leeway that the prosecutor asks the accused about everything to do with her brother?įor example, Haseena's make up. The film is based on the single court appearance of the original Aapa (older sister, everyone addressed Haseena Parkar as Aapa). The young actor mostly looks like a balloon animal gone wrong and you feel bad for her. They need to hang about your jaw and look at the world with despair because the person who wears the jowls (as Brando did) has seen and done it all. Not easy wanting to wear jowls a la Brando and wear a burkha that is tightly fit around the face. It's brave of a really young actor Shraddha Kapoor to want to play Marlon Brando in The Godfather.
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