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Times of India
SANJAY DUTT IS BACK
A shoe-smith Arun Sachdeva (Sanjay) is shattered when he discovers that his daughter, Bhoomi (Aditi) has been raped by Dhauli (Sharad) and his gang of three. The father and daughter grieve for a bit before planning revenge.
Distasteful as it may sound, rape and retribution are dominating Bollywood. After Maatr and Mom, Omung Kumar, who showed a spark with Mary Kom, seems to have fallen into the trap of making formula. And while every filmmaker argues that movies on rapes are 'socially-relevant', you keep asking yourself — is all the gore on screen justified?
Here, our very own Arun and Bhoomi are a doting father-daughter team living in Agra. They tug at your heartstrings with their chirpy baap-beti routine of cooking meals, colouring beards and combing hair. However, after a point the bittu-beti endearments rankle.
Coming to the core plot, when Bhoomi gets raped just a day before her wedding, you know which route the film will take. The insensitive cops, the lame public prosecutor, the even lamer defence and the whole court-room drama where it has become fashionable to discuss the heroine's virginity makes you want to scream. All and sundry are authorities on India's rape statistics and the heinous act is so distastefully discussed that it almost knocks you dead.
But like it's said, every cloud has a silver living; Bhoomi has Sanjay Dutt. Returning to the marquee after his incarceration, the actor wears the lines of his face with confidence. You can tell right away that the lion has aged but he's got terrific screen presence.
Aditi looks vulnerable as the stuttering, sweet girl and later tries wearing a tougher demeanour as the avenging angel. Sharad is too much the caricatured villain from the 80s, mouthing over-the-top lines. The overall writing is clunky. Artur Zurawski's camera work is efficient. Sachin-Jigar have composed a couple of foot-tapping numbers, which do not have recall but when they are playing, you find yourself grooving.
Watch Bhoomi for Dutt. He's from that era of larger-than-life heroes who get you to applaud even when he turns a killing machine. You may not approve of his bloodlust, but you can't fault his swagger.
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