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Mr. White Mr. Black (2008) Movie Rating and Review :
Rating :
Acting – 4/10
Direction – 2/10
Screenplay – 2/10
Music – 2/10
Technique – 3/10
Review :
Scream and run
You can forget the popcorn and cola – you may want to leave the hall before finishing them. But one thing you must not forget when you walk into Mr. White Mr. Black is to take along a pair of ear plugs. For every single character (and there are about three dozen) does only one thing through the film – scream! They scream when they are happy, they scream when tragedy strikes and they scream when they really have to do is keep quiet. And scream is what the audience is left doing at the end of this two-and-a-half-hour agonizing exercise.
Mr. White Mr. Black (who knows where it gets this name?) has a wafer thin plot which must have been languishing in cold storage for a long while. Suniel Shetty plays Hoshiarpur ka pehelwan Gopi who comes to Goa looking for Arshad Warsi, who he refers to as his brother. But well into an hour, the audience is told that they don’t really know each other. Warsi plays a con man who cons his fiancee (Rashmi Nigam) into believing that he has a twin brother who is responsible for all the frauds he perpetrates. Sandhya Mridul is the leader of a gang of women thieves who dress like Charlie’s Angels but once they open their mouths, the glam gals only make you gag. Ashish Vidyarthi plays a don who gets emotional about the word ‘Maa’ and sobs inconsolably while watching Mother India and Deewar. And not to forget a cop who is referred to throughout the film as Mr. Brown, although his nametag screams out Fernandes!
Mistaken identity, improbable situations and slapstick have worked for many Bollywood no-brainers in the past, but Mr. White Mr. Black gets it completely wrong. With no real plot and with characters being thrown into the film for no rhyme or reason, director Deepak Shivdasani – who has directed money-spinners like Pehchaan and Julie in the past – seems to have not really bothered to put together a coherent film.
Mr. White Mr. Black is also marked by some poor performances by its lead cast. Suniel Shetty hams through the film, making Arshad Warsi’s performance seem award-worthy by comparison. The women have very little to do except try and look pretty, and most fail even on that front.
With three music directors (Shamir Tandon, Tauseef Akhtar, Jatin-Lalit) sharing the honours, Mr. White Mr. Black’s music has too many cooks spoiling the broth. There is even a song that goes “Namastey jee namastey jee namastey jee, maine pee sharab, jise sab kehte hai kharab, aapne kya pee, pee pee?”
You’ve been warned.
Acting – 4/10
Direction – 2/10
Screenplay – 2/10
Music – 2/10
Technique – 3/10
Review :
Scream and run
You can forget the popcorn and cola – you may want to leave the hall before finishing them. But one thing you must not forget when you walk into Mr. White Mr. Black is to take along a pair of ear plugs. For every single character (and there are about three dozen) does only one thing through the film – scream! They scream when they are happy, they scream when tragedy strikes and they scream when they really have to do is keep quiet. And scream is what the audience is left doing at the end of this two-and-a-half-hour agonizing exercise.
Mr. White Mr. Black (who knows where it gets this name?) has a wafer thin plot which must have been languishing in cold storage for a long while. Suniel Shetty plays Hoshiarpur ka pehelwan Gopi who comes to Goa looking for Arshad Warsi, who he refers to as his brother. But well into an hour, the audience is told that they don’t really know each other. Warsi plays a con man who cons his fiancee (Rashmi Nigam) into believing that he has a twin brother who is responsible for all the frauds he perpetrates. Sandhya Mridul is the leader of a gang of women thieves who dress like Charlie’s Angels but once they open their mouths, the glam gals only make you gag. Ashish Vidyarthi plays a don who gets emotional about the word ‘Maa’ and sobs inconsolably while watching Mother India and Deewar. And not to forget a cop who is referred to throughout the film as Mr. Brown, although his nametag screams out Fernandes!
Mistaken identity, improbable situations and slapstick have worked for many Bollywood no-brainers in the past, but Mr. White Mr. Black gets it completely wrong. With no real plot and with characters being thrown into the film for no rhyme or reason, director Deepak Shivdasani – who has directed money-spinners like Pehchaan and Julie in the past – seems to have not really bothered to put together a coherent film.
Mr. White Mr. Black is also marked by some poor performances by its lead cast. Suniel Shetty hams through the film, making Arshad Warsi’s performance seem award-worthy by comparison. The women have very little to do except try and look pretty, and most fail even on that front.
With three music directors (Shamir Tandon, Tauseef Akhtar, Jatin-Lalit) sharing the honours, Mr. White Mr. Black’s music has too many cooks spoiling the broth. There is even a song that goes “Namastey jee namastey jee namastey jee, maine pee sharab, jise sab kehte hai kharab, aapne kya pee, pee pee?”
You’ve been warned.
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