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| Cast: |
Anil
Kapoor, Karishma Kapoor, Shilpa Shetty, Master Jibraan
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| Music: |
Sanjeev-
Darshan |
| Director: |
Indra Kumar |
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a yea r
abysmally short of hit films, it looks like Indra Kumar's
old-fashioned heart-warming masala creation could prove
a long delayed blessing.
Rishtey is everything that kitschy entertainment in Hindi
is meant to be. It's big, bubbly and melodramatic. The
characters, born out of the oldest traditions of popular
entertainment, are more symbolical than individualistic.
And
yet Indra Kumar doesn't rely entirely on tried-and-tested
conventions. After two flops -- Mann and Aashiq -- he
has fashioned a feel-good family entertainer that succeeds
in making one watch on in bemused submission.
Moving
away from the standard mother-son format patented by
Hindi moviemakers, Indra Kumar goes into a father-son
subject with Anil Kapoor and his screen son locked in
an insulated mutual admiration club where even the wife
and mother Karisma Kapoor isn't allowed.
Indra
Kumar tears off pages and subtexts from various films
about fatherly pride and filial allegiances. These include
the Hollywood tearjerker The Champ and Dharmesh Darshan's
Raja Hindustani, though all the source material is used
in a refurbished avatar.
There's
also an affectionate homage to Charlie Chaplin's cinema
where the film's young protagonist Karan is chased across
a fence by a local muscle man.
The
film's first 15 minutes are a self-contained plot taken
from comedian Mehmood's Kunwara Baap where a devoted
single parent struggles to keep his head above water
and succeeds in overcoming his son's physical disability.
Thereafter,
Indra Kumar conceives a narrative that's never short
of twists and turns that are not quite unpredictable
but provide audiences with the comfort of the familiar.
There
are certain stylistic gyrations that a re
expected from Indra Kumar's cinema -- hence the comic
bustle in a slum front-lined by a boisterous fisherwoman
Vyjanthi (Shilpa Shetty), who's loud and comic to begin
with. As the film progresses the character loses her
ear-splitting edges and emerges in a mellow light.
In
contrast, Karisma Kapoor's character of the estranged
wife is almost frozen in her tragic demeanour. The predicament
of a woman deprived of her child by her husband is well
imagined in the script. Though how much audiences agree
with the woman slapping her father (Amrish Puri) for
conspiring to ruin her marital life is a debatable issue.
The
film's centrepiece is the father-son relationship. Reminiscent
of Mansoor Khan's Akele Hum Akele Tum, the scenes of
filial bonding in Rishtey are sunny and mildly endearing.
Anil
Kapoor, who has over the years grown into one of the
most dependable star actors, seems to share a great
comfort level with his screen son (Jibran Khan). He
brings a great deal of empathy and warmth to his character.
Karisma
Kapoor executes the rather tenebrous role of a suicidal
and passionately possessive wife with understanding
and sensitivity. Over the years, Karisma's personality
has shed its girlish edges. Dressed in saris, she's
a portrait of seething restraint.
It's
Shilpa Shetty who proves the surprise. She brings oomph
to her role of the garrulous fisherwoman. In the latter
portions of the plot, she stands up surprisingly well
in the dramatic scenes. Here's an actress waiting to
emerge from her glamorous image. Rishtey is a step in
the right direction for her.
Though
this is a proud product of the frequently maligned ma sala
genre, Rishtey has many factors going in its favour.
Sanjay Sankla edits the plot in frenetic motions. The
drama often entails a lot of physical exertion by the
protagonists.
This,
added to Baba Azmi's flamboyantly effective cinematography
and innovative and energetic choreography that makes
optimum use of the soundtrack, makes Rishtey one of
the better mainstream entertainers of the year.
In
pockets, Rishtey is furious, funny and theatrical. The
film's moral values are in a way primitive. Komal's
villainous dad who causes trouble in the protagonists'
paradise reforms in time for the final fadeout.
As
the morality unfolds, cars overturn and a truck manned
by the wounded protagonist mows through his villainous
father-in-law's sprawling premises as the rich and the
privileged party in the lawn.
Rishtey
is an entertainer with enough masala to bring one to
the brink of indigestion. Fortunately, this time Indra
Kumar knows where to stop.
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