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Blood Money – Movie Review

Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on March 30, 2012 | No Comments

PRODUCER – Mahesh Bhatt
DIRECTOR – Vishal Mahadkar
WRITER – Upendra Sidhye (Story and screenplay), Sanjay Masoom (Dialogues)
CAST – Kunal Khemu, Amrita Puri, Manish Choudhary
MUSIC –Jeet Ganguly, Siddharth Haldipur, Sangeet Haldipur, Pranay M Rijia

In Bollywood’s ever-expanding legion of unintentionally hilarious films joins yet another one.

With a title as ominous as ‘Blood Money’ the film positions itself precariously in a position that leaves itself open to either being taken too seriously or not at all. On its part, it does the latter, taking itself much more seriously than required.

The film has a protagonist Kunal (Kunal Khemu), who has come up the hard way in life, doing two jobs to get by. He now has a flourishing career, sprawling apartment and the love of his life married to him. True to Bhatt camp tradition, they are parked in South Africa. His new-found corporate success is very dear to him and hence, at a choice point in his career he trades his soul to the devil, Zaveri (Manish Chaudhury), his boss at Trinity Diamonds. As it turns out the company trades in illegal diamonds with international mafia and even supplies guns and ammunition to terrorists as payment. Meanwhile, he has also been severely neglecting his wife Arzoo (Amrita Puri) and a one-night stand completes the story there. Arzoo leaves him and his ever-increasing chest pains (the crying-out soul) compel him to leave his bad ways and reform.

But this is no Awaara or Raju Ban Gaya Gentleman. Hence, despite the haphazard soul-pinching, the delusional Kunal continues going deeper into the mess; blithely and righteously blaming the whole world for what was clearly his choice. The inanity of the plot, its conveniences and twists make up the rest of the film that Kunal happily usurps in trying to reclaim his soul. Or whatever is left of it, as he claims.

There is a unique amateurish-ness the entire film is drenched in. From awkward romantic moments to extremely hammy acting. From unflattering wardrobes (of everyone) to worse camera angles. From bookish, uncomfortable dialogues to the forced emotions. From the pulpy drama to the school-play melodrama, every aspect of the film comes together to squeeze out any value it may ever have had.

Kunal Khemu as the lead man shoulders the film bravely with histrionics that range from sincere to desperate to trying-too-hard. He commands attention for what it is worth but the pack of cards he is placed in, is too precarious for him to sustain single-handedly. With a too-stiff-to-be-true Manish Chaudhury, tremendously theatrical Sandeep Sikand and a bumbling and clumsy Amrita Puri, it was a lost cause anyways.

FATEMA KAGALWALA

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