Well this time its another review on a movie which has made me think a lot about my craze for movies and so go for movies regularly and especially when my favourite actresses and actors are there......
This time around I am going to write a review on ''SOCH''. Soch is basically a Mystery Movie from Sushen Bhatnagar. The Stars Are My favourite The one and only Ravishing Raveena Tandon,Aditi Govitrikar and Sanjay Kapoor.
The story is about Raj Matthew (Sanjay Kapoor) who is a film star and whose marriage is not less than a living hell. Raj's wife Madhulika (Aditi Govitrikar),who is also a star, who left cinema at the peak of her career to marry him. Madhulika is insanely jealous of Raj's relationship with Preeti Sardesai (Raveena Tandon) who is a film director.
Now Madhulika suspects that Both Raj & Preeti are having an affair and refuses to believe anything to the contrary. Though Preeti loves Raj, she respects his marriage and she thereby does not cross the limits of friendship.
Madhulika continues to suspect her husband of imagined infidelities, and hence both of their lifves becomes a nightmare, and so Raj gets wild and in a fit of anger and insult, Raj tells a stranger Om (Arbaaz Khan) to kill Madhulika. Om offers Raj a bargain. In return for killing his wife, Raj will murder Om's father,who is a DCP Nautiyal.
Soch, the wannabe calls itself a thriller. It aims to be a thriller, but seems like another movie where the regular way the hero chasing the villain through the streets, beating him up and rescuing the heroine. The plot is slightly more complicated though and dull.There is no suspense, a heightened expectation, uncertainty, anxiety and a lack of awarness for the audience to be glued to seat.The story modifies into the good guy chasing the bad guy routine, and you know the hero will kill the villain and, in this case, because the pistol is very common in Hindi Cinema, the villain will be shot to death.
The indifferent acting and flawed screenplay leave no hope of survival of the movie. The music and song picturisations are going to make you run for the nearest exit door. The same goes for a comedy track that is about a guy from laloos place - Bihar who dreams of becoming a politician and thinks that committing a murder is a prerequisite to be a politician.
Sushen Bhatnagar has failed to develop the plot. He uses the very same oldfashioned style of storytelling, flashbacks to bring out scenes from the past, slow camera movements to build tension and song sequences for every 20 minutes. Lack of detail and continuity is another drawback. Songs pop out in the middle of the scene and creates discontinuity in the connection of the story, a butterfly tattoo on Raveena Tandon's arm keeps disappearing and appearing in between the movie scenes.
Aditi Govitrikar is stunningly beautiful, but she is not able to pull off her role as the jealous, crazy wife. Her gorgeous looks keep your eyes glued and wide open to her onscreen, her body language, expressionless grey-green eyes and her poor emotions have carried away the whole film from her...
Sanjay Kapoor plays a dead role as the hero fighting a jealous wife and later he excepts the fact that he loves the woman with whom he has been constantly linked with. There is not much he has done except stikking to the script which he has been provided by the director...SIGH....
Raveena Tandon, a director in love with her married leading man,She does have a lot of potential, but the poor conceptualisation of her role leaves her out in the cold. But you cant blame her for that since its the srriptwhich has put constrains on her talent.
In all, Soch is a betrayal for the audience and will be a waste of time money and energy.Do carry some painkillers if you wish to still go and see this movie...I dont know why I saw this movie but then what is over is over...
Sounds heavy for a frothy fashionable romance replete with over-the-top shenanigans and larger-than-life showmanship, but it's these very out-of-the-box impulses to convince the hidden culprits in the audience into dusting off the cobwebs of their mind that drives KJo's tenth film in the 25th year of his career.
It takes some time to ease into its dialled-up tone, hodgepodge of accents and cocky display of wit while the tug-of-war between parampara, prathistha, yadda yadda and Ekla Chalo Re is under way, something Vicky Donor achieved in minimal effort.
An amnesiac husband (Dharmendra), compliant son (Aamir Bashir, always effective), docile daughter-in-law (Kshitee Jog) and their two children (Ranveer, Anjali Anand) on two ends of the health spectrum complete this dysfunctional family picture.
Rani shares the roof of her ancestral haveli with her mom, a la-di-da English literature professor, the in-house Shashi Tharoor (a hysterical Churni Ganguly), her uppity Kathak dancer dad (Tota Roy Chowdhury) and grandmother Jamini (Shabana Azmi), the source of all the sophistication and refinement running in the family.
Before we know it, he's tugging her blouse strings, she's drooling over his rippling torso and they're romancing in the rain against a medley of old Hindi numbers. Saregama Carvaan's brazen product placement here could put Korean dramas to shame.
Wondering if a South Delhi type can glug a glass of lassi in the same vein as Shah Rukh Khan questioning Oxford-returned Rani's roots, on stage embarrassment salvaged by the heroics of the leading man following suit, unrequited love as recurring motif, large-scale funeral and functions, WhatsApp group Guts and what not packaged around limitless luxury.
Writers Ishita Moitra, Shashank Khaitan and Sumit Roy combine pop culture gusto with eclectic humour ranging from farcical to innuendoes to laugh out loud, including a unlikely Miss 420 reunion when Baba Sehgal's Gaadi rap, Sheeba's cheek and husband and film-maker Akashdeep Saigal as a bigot politician pop up at various intervals.
It's fun watching the usually subdued Jaya Bachchan sportingly straining her facial muscles as Lady Scrooge. Having said that, it's a feebly written part that neither wants to explain her grouchy temper nor give her a real chance at redemption.
Except the cliches and culture appropriation of Rocky Aur Rani Kii Prem Kahani's opulent, exuberant voice is determined to achieve just that -- undo the adverse effects of popular imagery by speaking up on body shaming, racism, sexism, patriarchy, misogyny, toxic masculinity, bigotry, elitism and conservatism in ways that may not seem like a big deal to the enlightened ones but influence ones in need of desperate intervention.
As far as prem kahanis go, I am still rooting for Team Rahul and Anjali, but if we are talking subversion, Rocky and Rani's fully filmi revolution could truly be a start of 'soch nayi' if 'swad wahi.'
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