GHOST – Movie Review
Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on January 13, 2012 | No Comments
PRODUCER – Bharat Shah
DIRECTOR – Puja Jatinder Bedi
WRITER – Puja Jatinder Bedi
CAST – Shiney Ahuja, Sayali Bhagat, Tej Sapru, Deepraj Rana, Julia Bliss, Gulshan Rana
MUSIC – Sharib Sabri, Toshi Sabri
Friday, the 13th is probably a suitable date for releasing a film called Ghost. This forced connection of spook however, does little for the audience.
Ghost revolves around the story of a series hospital murders witnessed by Dr Suhani (Sayali Bhagat) and suffered by a number of patients of City Hospital. In comes a detective Vijay Singh (Shiney Ahuja) to investigate these untoward happenings. Suhani senses supernatural presence behind these killings and suspects herself to be susceptible too but Vijay Singh ignores her suspicions, looking for a rational explanation. But it isn’t long that Suhani is proven right and Vijay Singh has to face that his opponent is a supernatural phenomena he doesn’t believe in. Added to this is the revelation of his own partial memory loss and a past that figured a blonde girl (Julia Bliss). As is revealed, the ghost seen by some, has blonde hair too. Does it have something to do with Vijay’s past?
The film takes on several themes, of karma, revenge, good vs evil, retribution and even religion. While trying to justify each it lets its grip loosen on plausibility and characterization. It takes clichés of set-ups, emotions and character developments and piles on melodrama that we, as an audience of horror films are no strangers to. There is no sense of danger, ominous sub-text or sympathy for the characters or situations that the film compels in us. While Vijay’s past and present conflict end up seeming trite, Suhani’s fear of the spirit spells redundant over-doing of a stereotyped female protagonist. The performances of both ranging from listless to uncontrolled hamming, redeem nothing. Neither does her wardrobe inspire the strength and rootedness of a doctor nor do her surroundings create a tangible, realistic world for her to operate in. Shiney’s Vijay Singh desperately tries to carry the film on his slippery shoulders but remains too unbalanced with an unskilled performance to do so successfully.
The horror film is what is generically called a slasher flick and the ghost plays its role with ultimate glee, slashing the hearts out of its victims at the drop of a hat. In what appears to be an attempt to instill demonic fear into the audience, a very liberal use of prosthetics, blood and gore splashes across the screen repetitively. However, there is a distinct lack of imagination and skill with which the make-up and violence presents itself leaving one cold, not with fear but indifference.
For a horror film, editing and sound play a role as important as a protagonist, something this tacky little flick pays little attention to. For a film that ends in a climax that recalls the crucifixion of Christ and thereby tries to draw around itself web of important social and moral questions, it becomes an amateur, laughably trivial and largely ineffective film.