Sunday 16 June 2013

Lakeer Ke Fakeer

Let us look at the ironies involved in this low budget movie that released on Friday, 14th June 2013.  It has been produced by a company that calls itself “Garbage Productions” – Does that entitle you to actually put out stuff that is the closest thing to Garbage on the silver screen?

Then there is the “message” given by Director, Writer, Editor of this movie – Zubair Khan.  He says, “Waqt se pehle aur mukaddar se zyada kisiko kuch nahin milta” (One neither gets more than what s/he or he rightfully deservers nor does he get it before time).  Think about who it applies to Zubair Khan.  You will not have to look too far.
 
I have always maintained that, while this whole freedom of speech and expression thingy is a fundamental right, there has to be a governing body that controls crappy cinema.  This HAS to be done sooner than later.  And movies like LKF do nothing to make me think otherwise.  They only strengthen my belief.
 
The plot is as old as it can get.  That of 3 people who are local gangsters.  Fakeer (Ajaz Khan), Suleiman Kida (Vicky Ahuja) and Chhotu Mobile (Javed Haider).  Fakeer is the leader and does nothing but “lukkhagiri” (wiling his time).  Suleiman has the gift of the gab but doesn’t do much with it and Chhotu, as the name suggests deals in counterfeit mobile phones from China.
 
Fakeer’s uncle has, for a while, been trying to wrest a piece of property from his elder brother (Fakeer’s father).  When he is restrained from using force, he gets into a deal with a local cop.  He will give the important tips.  In return, he and his friends never get picked up by the cops in cases involving people who he doesn’t quite like – like his uncle.
 
While technically there is a difference this time around.  Most gangster movies have dealt with gangsters and none with an informer in entirety.  However, the treatment, execution, screenplay, dialogues are all tacky, trite and rank boring.  There is nothing new for the 2 hours plus that you are tortured by Zubair Khan.
 
Zubair’s formula seems to be that if you use local Bombay lingo through the movie and ensure that every alternate sentence has an expletive it should be a hit.  Sorry Zubair sir, it doesn’t work that way.  You need some other basic ingredients.  For e.g. a bunch of people who can act other than the story, screenplay, dialogues, direction, editing etc.  In short, you go wrong in pretty much all of these.  Ergo my rating of 1 on 10.
 

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