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The sunset fascinates me immensely. People find it depressing. I find it relaxing. Watch the scarlet vanish into the depth of the night gradually... Watching children play is fun. Out in an open park, just sit and you can feel life reverberating all around... Walking alone on a cool evening... contemplate. Tread the fallen Gulmohar leaves under your feet. Stark red. They won't even complain like the henna that refuses to let go. My icon is Gulmohar. The stark red flower of summer, the season that mixes dust with these petals of desire! Watch it grow in bunches on dark green trees. Finally, life: Don't miss it somewhere in between all the action.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Kabul Express: Right on Track!


Succeeding movies like the stylish Dhoom or the melodramatic Baabul and Vivaah, comes Kabul Express- laidback and subtle. The routine cinegoer should look before he leaps to watch it! There’s no leading lady, no songs and no romance. Only a short and crisp story- a little below two hours- set in a foreign land, that won’t allow you to walk out until the action is over.

Here you have two TV journalists trapped in a post-Taliban Afghanistan with Imran Khan Afridi (Salman Shahid), a Talibani refugee trying to flee back to homeland Pakistan. He lands with the two- Suhel Khan (John Abraham) and Jai Kapoor (Arshad Warsi) and an American girl, Jessica (Linda Arsenio) from Reuters. While they try to get their ‘scoop’ out of this special encounter, the ‘Talib’ routes his escape through them.

Kabul Express is a subtle comment on the way the Taliban regime and worse, the war, ruined Afghan life. The dusty, devastated landscape of Afghanistan is the perfect visual relief one could have asked for from the gaudy sets of multi-starrer movies. A place where Indians are recognised through “Amitabh Bachchan! Shahrukh Khan! Amir Khan!”. Certain shots are reminiscent of movies focusing on post-Taliban regions, like those by Iranian director Abbas Kiarostami.

The plot goes a level further. It shows the humane face of the Talibani man; his love for Indian cigarettes and Hindi songs like ‘Main fikr ko dhuen mein udata chala gaya…’, which he hums with the Indians while the Afghani cab driver, Khyber (Hanif Hum Ghum) fumes at their amity. But at the end of it, while they will have to edit portions of the friendliness from their story, Imran has a surprise for himself in his own country.

You see the standard Arshad Warsi as the cameraperson. Any other actor would have made the character fade out. John fans should be making a beeline to the cinemas as soon as possible; the man has got his due after a long time. Though a journalist as suave, doing push-ups early morning is rare in the real world. Arshad is more convincing as the smoking, complaining and witty camera person.

The subtle humour, an insight into the Afghani war, will need to be understood well before you could swallow Kabul Express in one whole.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

kya baat hai ... u also into just blogging :P

9:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hindi Movies!!!eehhhhh!!!cant stand dem..anyhow Nice work done!!

3:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

no clue gurl!! i can b quite ignoramus whn it comez 2 bloggin!! dunno how it works..kindaa new...so...

3:24 AM  

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