![]() ![]() Not only does the actor carry off a horseshoe moustache like it's nobody's business, but his post-interval entry into the film injects some life into the random 'thrills.'Īll in all, it's a rank amateur effort. Kapoor, despite being armed with nothing but fruits and groan-provoking lines, emerges as the only character to like in this vague mess. Sameera Reddy plays Kapoor's bimbette assistant, and perpetually wears the disbelieving grin of a girl who can't believe she's getting to share screen space with Saif and Anil. Katrina Kaif looks significantly hot dressed in raunchy secretary gear, but the more she's kept away from the dialogues the better. The girls? Bipasha Basu looks visibly uncomfortable in the part, squirming from one inappropriate costume to another, and really needs to work on her 'casual' English. Never convincing, the otherwise competent Khanna too seems to be phoning in this role, more at ease grimacing behind the wheel than actually delivering his constant, overwritten punchlines. ![]() He grunts mannequin-like through the motions, mostly looking like he wandered on the sets from another film.Īkshaye Khanna has the film's main role, and while his smirk and his shrug manage a couple of lines alright, this really isn't a performance to talk about. Saif Ali Khan is completely wasted in the film, his apparent preparation for the character being not to shave for a while, and to perhaps trim a few kilos so that the immense suspension of disbelief doesn't seem as abrupt. And it's nowhere near as slick as it needs to be. Unfortunately, unlike the Dhoom 2 that this film is desperately craving to be, Race can't go all the way into the insubstantial and gets caught up in actually trying to tell a story - and it's a helluva loopy tale. Here, the directors take route 'c,' the one that presumably stands for the all-important word 'commercial.' This is a simple route: it asks to focus on the stunts and the skirts, and let the twists lie there just for impact. Here, it is only the characters that lie, throughout the film.Īnd while it's perfectly acceptable for a thriller to be dark and cynical and let the characters chart their own sordid course, it is vital to either a) have somebody in the whole film who actually has a code of ethics, or b) create characters compelling enough to root for, despite their hardcore darkness. Kapoor also tells us that Saif is quite hot and heavy with Bipasha, who models Provogue garments for South Africa.Īnd now begins the carnival of twists, with each character stripped bare to show money-lust where some shred of morality would usually lie. Saif's sexy secretary Katrina is in love with him, we are informed by Anil Kapoor's voice in the sort of inconsistent know-it-all narrative that smells fishy, rather like scarlet herrings. He does, however, intensely love his stepbrother Akshaye, a good-for-nothing drunk with a hipflask surgically attached to his palm. This is Durban and our top horse owners are archrivals Saif and Dalip Tahil, the latter again forced into an inconsequential, villain-caricature role.Īnyway, Saif plays a gruff and stubbly millionaire not given to much emotional expression, hiding most of them behind his big sunglasses. Our film opens with horse races, but aside from having a few whinnying stallions in the background every now and then - largely to frame a shirtless Saif - there's really not much about that world in this film save for a couple of races, fixed with painful, amateurish obviousness. A-M bhailog, these many twists suit jalebiwallahs better than filmmakers. There's nothing wrong with unpredictability, but it needs to be thought through. Therefore we have pointless, and constant, changes of direction to the story, at every given opportunity. Trust me, my way is definitely better than their way.Ībbas bhai and Mustan bhai are veteran practitioners of the fatafat produced thriller, but this - their biggest budget effort by far - tries to be slick and stylish while actually trying to cling on to a plot. And why I have just spilt the proverbial beans is because it'll be a far more interesting movie for you if you go in knowing how it ends - and then spend your time in the theatre trying to figure exactly how the filmmakers reach that preposterous ending after the completely unrelated first few reels. That, dear readers, is the climax of the latest Abbas-Mustan film, Race. Highlight the following area if you want to read the film's ridiculous and completely irrelevant climax:Īkshaye Khanna and Katrina Kaif die, and Saif Ali Khan and Bipasha Basu split the cash with Anil Kapoor, after giving him a death threat. ![]() Okay, I'm going to do you a huge favour here.
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