I AM SINGH – Movie Review
Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on December 2, 2011 | No Comments
PRODUCER – Sardar Peshaura Singh Thind
DIRECTOR – PUNEET ISSAR
WRITER – PUNEET ISSAR
CAST – Puneet Issar, Gulzar Inder Chahal, Brooke Johnston, Rizwan Hyder, Amy Rasimas
MUSIC – Daler Mehndi, Sumitra Iyer, Monty Sharma, Sunil Sirvaiya, Sukhwinder Singh, Arvinder Singh
Terrorism continues to provide fodder to our cinematic imaginations. With I Am Singh we get yet another film based on Indians being the victims of racial hatred in Western countries under terrorist attacks.
Puneet Issar, best known for his awe-inspiring rendition of Duryodhan in B.R.Chopra’s mega serial Mahabharat, dons the hats of writer, director and actor in this jingoistic drama that is more a mess than anything. It begins with a mother recounting the story of her once-happy family destroyed because of the racial hatred that followed the 9/11 carnage. Her youngest son Ranveer Singh (Gulzar Chahal) is summoned in the middle of night to US where their entire family is currently staying. Her second son has been killed and the elder is missing. Investigations reveal that he is in custody with the police. Puneet Issar, an ex-LAPD officer joins hands with Ranveer, Rizwan Haider (Rizwan Haider) a Pakistani and an attorney and human rights activist Amelia White (Brooke Johnston) to fight for the citizen’s rights of Ranveer’s brother.
Unfortunately for all its lofty intentions there is hardly anything new the film espouses. It takes the turban episode that occurred as an aftermath of 9/11 due to which a number of Sikhs were victimized and makes it into a biased and chest-thumping film of more than two hours. It brings in the Muslim victimization angle as well and take the opportunity to do more preaching.
Not only is the ideology of regionalism that the film promotes is flawed, its creative quotient is severely lacking in anything commendable. In his debut as director Puneet Issar fails to drive a well-meaning script into narrative of engagement, drama or succinct viewing. Every dialogue, scene and shot is excruciatingly drawn out testing the patience and attention span of the viewer constantly. His choice of actors consists of mostly non-actors with little screen appeal that leaves nothing much to root in the film for.
Rather poor in all areas there is little in the film to write home about.