Baadshaho comes from the same man who gave us films like Once Upon A Time In Mumbai and The Dirty Picture, and it is a disappointment. Baadshaho looks more like the first draft of OUATIM, with lesser finer actresses.
This film is about a foreign return Maharani from Rajasthan whose ‘sona’ is being taken by the Government of India. She employs her bodyguard and so called lover to steal her gold from the government and bring it back. This bodyguard is Bhavani, played by Ajay Devgn who hires three more people to finish this task. Their only obstacle being Vidyut Jamwal, a police officer.
Writer Rajat Arora and director Milan Luthria seem to have lost the plot. Baadshaho begins well, but slowly you see it turning into a mess. This could have been a good film on paper, but when treated visually, it’s not a film worth your time or money. After a point, it just becomes pointless. And the writer’s obsession with metaphorical dialogues is too extra. After a while, the quirky one-liners don’t seem quirky enough and become forced.
The film has the backdrop of the Emergency of 1975. I genuinely haven’t read a single book or watched a film that shows a poorer depiction of the Indian situation. And is it as easy to melt gold as it it to melt chocolate?
The only things I liked about Baadshaho were Ileana D’Cruz’s wardrobe, Emraan Hashmi and Sanjay Mishra. Ajay Devgn wears the same intense expression all through the film, even when he is making love. Esha Gupta seems to be more concerned about her hair, make up and costume than about her performance. She stands perfectly fashionable even when gun shots are being fired at her. Vidyut Jamwal is good to look at, but he doesn’t hold much substance.
Ileana D’Cruz is good to look at even when she is in jail, but that is not the only thing you demand of an actor. Her character seems to be an underdog of Kangana Ranaut’s Rehana in OUATIM. Ileana can’t cry properly, act drunk, or even look into her lovers eyes with intensity. The true performers of this film are Emraan Hashmi and Sanjay Mishra. It was good to see Hashmi back on screen after some time and he proves that he does have his talent intact. Mishra is fabulous. Even that seems to be an understatement for him. He is the once who cracks you up. At an instance, he asks Esha Gupta for a hair pin. When she says she doesn’t have any, he replies, “fashion kamzor hai”.
In one scene, we have Vidyut Jamwal sit in a train only in his undies. I don’t know if Jamwal wanted to show his body or the director decided to use it as a piece of art. because let’s admit it, male or female, objectification is objectification.
All in all, without Sultan and Silk, Luthria seems like he can’t function.
If I had to rate the film, 2 hours 16 minutes is too much of a run time for this film!