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It is great to see a veteran like Naseeruddin
Shah having a ball playing a lecherous and pompous 80s superstar Suryakant,
delivering punchlines after punchlines. Emraan Hashmi is also very good, but
gets a short role and mostly serves as a narrator. The clashes between him and
Vidya should’ve been milked more for more conflict, but the writer &
director decides to take the easy route with a lame dream song. Tusshar Kapoor
gets a complimentary role yet again in his sister’s production, which doesn’t serve
any purpose other than wasting valuable screen time. The film is high on
entertainment with whistle-worthy punchlines (complete with double entendres)
coming one after the other from the first scene till the last scene (fab job by
writer Rajat Aroraa) and scores while projecting Silk’s meteoric rise to
stardom. It is while depicting her fall, that the film falters. The narrative
stays just on the surface level and does not delve deep enough into the ‘how’s
and ‘why’s of silk’s fall and subsequent death. But despite the weak second
half, the film works majorly because of Vidya Balan who holds our attention
throughout either by displaying her cleavage/ thunder thighs or some serious
acting chops. This lady is sure to walk away with all the leading awards for
the year. The music by Vishal-Shekhar is loud and massy, staying true to the
80s era with the fantastic ‘Ooh La La’ and the new age ‘Nakka Mukka’
by Vijay Antony transported back to the 80s. In short, watch the film not as a
biopic, but as a film inspired from Silk Smitha’s life and be entertained by
Miss Balan, Naseer Saab and the killer punchlines.
The moment ‘The Dirty Picture’ opens
with the superhit Tamil track of 2009, ‘Nakka Mukka’, you realize it’s
not going to be an authentic biopic on the sex siren of the 80s & 90s –
Silk Smitha. What it is, is a flashy representation of her rise and subsequent
fall, told in a full on Masala format. The film belongs to Vidya Balan with her
unabashedly bold performance as Reshma alias ‘Silk’. She deserves all the wolf
whistles from the front benchers and a standing ovation from film lovers as
well. Now, that is quite difficult to achieve for an actress. Milan Luthria’s
recreation of the era is quite over the top, but at least it doesn’t offend
South Indians much, by resorting to usual stereotypes despite being set
completely in Madras. (Mr. SRK, please take note!!)
Bottomline - Paisa Wasool!!
You write very well! I watched the movie in the hopes that it truly would be a biopic.... but surprisingly was not disappointed. Vidhya was brilliant in this movie ... it was a great watch... though I wish I had seen this in one of the theaters in India, all that whistling and cheers....I missed out on an experience! :)
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