December 10, 2011

The Dirty Picture: Only Dirt, No Picture

The Dirty Picture is yet another example of a good story wasted by not being true to the product but bothering too much about the masala to make it a success. The movie has a very solid performance by Vidya Balan (sans her ample and absolutely not hot cleavage show) but offers almost nothing else. The sleaze is over done. The dialogues are Jhel. The pace is slow and does not do justice to the 'emotional appeal' of the movie. The director just trivialized the subject due to incorporating too much bollywood masala and lost the soul of the movie in all the hulla gulla. Give it a miss. Wait for it to release on Tata Sky instead.

TDP is loosely based on Silk Smitha's life as a south siren who attained a cult status in regional movies due to her 'bindaas' attitude, her relationship with men and her downfall later. The plot in itself is pretty interesting given the lack of 'inspired from real life' scripts in bollywood and obviously you have some expectations while walking in the cinema hall. Add to it, Vidya Balan and all the ho halla around her weight gain and the sleazy avatar she adorns. Add Naseeruddin Shah and Milan Luthria and the expectations rise even further. But the movie hardly delivers on any counts.

Vidya does a fabulous job especially in the last 15 minutes of the movie portraying a 'once the hottest property in south' falling into depression and spending her life in loneliness. Naseeruddin Shah is just his old reflection of good work. Tusshar is as pathetic as his earlier work and Emraan is as intolerable as earlier. But you can't have a single actor take all the burden no matter how strong the shoulders are (yes, we are talking literally here). Also, only in the last 15 minutes you seem to start connecting with the lead character and it's too late. Those 10-15 minutes are the only few minutes worth watching but since you have spent 2 hours tolerating the non sense, you are not in a mood to appreciate anything and ya, those last moments also have a stupid sufi song cropping from god knows where. May be the director suddenly recalled, he had to tick the 'Put a Sufi Song in the CD' checkbox and put the song in the movie at the last moment.

The biggest problem for me, was not being true to the story and just losing in the sleaze for majority of the length. Full first half is wasted in showing Vidya's Cleavage and trust me, it ain't a treat to watch. Every single shot, she is bending over to leave nothing to one's imagination, courtesy a high fat diet for the past 6 months and a bulk shipment of wonderbra. There is nothing taking you away from it, no matter how hard you try and it IS irritating after the first 10 minutes. Dear Milan, you need to understand that we get the point of her going to any lengths (except prostitution. which i guess is only to avoid any legal battles) and using her assets to bag roles in the movies, pretty early in the narrative. You don't have to keep harping on the same thing for full first half. The movie just doesn't move anywhere. There is just shot after shot of her sleazy item songs and nothing else.

The director falls into the same trap that the directors that he portrays in the movie. Though he is trying to criticize the directors for portraying women as sex objects, he does exactly the same here as well. Scene After Scene, Shot after Shot and it doesn't help that its Vidya too. Had there been any other 'actual' hot property, may be it could have worked, but not in her case. Secondly, once you understand that she herself took her decisions and was not forced into this lustful world of stardom, you don't seem to empathize with her as well. Once the emotional connect is lost, you don't really care what happens with her. Even if the director wanted to engross the audience through the 'oh poor girl' card, he couldn't because the story wouldn't have allowed him to.

Overall, A could have been much better movie, lost in the sleaze trap with no emotional connect with the lead actor, no support from the co-actors, very few 'moving' sequences and snail paced narrative. Not Recommended.
Feel-O-Meter: 4/10