Nov 12, 2016 01:43 PM
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Ram Gopal Verma created and ruled the Underworld genre like a boss. He brought the darkest alleys of an underworld don, hoodlums with kohled eyes, katta with bottles for a silencer, and shooters with a swag. Wasn’t the underworld looking grand and fearful?
Nope. At least, that what the makers of Dongri Ka Raja thought. They played around the idea of pulling off a love story while we have a bad guy and a good girl. We have seen many stories born from Dongri – Haji Mastan and Dawood. But this story stands in a different category and tries to make it marks with little feministic subtexts, which quickly fades away.
Director Hadi Ali Abrar has brought us an underworld don Mansoor Ali(Ronit Roy) and his right hand Raja(Gashmeer Mahajani), a sharp shooter and kills at will. These men work from narrow alleys and pathways of Dongri and ruling their world with much suave. Raja proves his machismo by impersonating as sub-inspector Sidhant(Ashmit Patel) and shooting a rival gang member. But his solid suit of armour melts, when enters a girl, Shruti(Reecha Sinha) and she is able to make Raja’s cold-heart pump some warmth in him.
The love blossoms around clichéd situations and Mansoor Ali gets a whiff of this flowery story coming to life, making his one-man army a mush. He needs to take care of this and soon. Then the lovers do what they think is the most logical thing to do.
Yup, you guessed it right. They run away. Into the wind. Flying away. Or whatever clichéd word they use nowadays.(don’t think I am rude, movie was filled with clichéd dialogues.)
Every character in the movie uses their own dialogue as if this is not a movie but a mushaira. The movie doesn’t sink well due to this or the bad scripting, but it fails to keep you awake with its unpredictability and tortoise speed of running the plot. Like a devotional song plays when someone is hospitalised, the mother is always sobbing in silence, the bad cop is powerful and the good cop is helpless. The don does make himself feel like a God with his Sarkar like hand gesture every now and then(he is a don for God’s sake).
The movie is filled with series of twisted plots, one more preposterous than the next, and leaves you stuck with a soppy love story that fails to take a flight.
Acting for Ronit Roy as a Lord or Don come offs naturally. He has maintained that grim-faced reaper in so many films that he has forgotten how to smile anymore. Ashmit Patel’s character has little turbulences and he justifies it quite well can’t speak the same for the lead debutants. They did not have much for their skills to show off other than the lovey-dovey part and running off to somewhere or rather chased off to somewhere.
The story has a point but it doesn’t seem to get revealed in a required manner. It is veiled by many clichés, typical cat-and-mouse chase and the bad boy turning good.
Sudhar ja varna guzar ja
Oh! That dialogue was just a killer. Literally.
So better dodge this bullet. Do not say you weren’t warned.
