Cast: Tiger Shroff, Nawazuddin Siddiqui, Nidhhi Agerwal
Direction: Sabbir Khan
‘Munna Michael’ has aspirations of being a ‘different’ film, and it would have been, had it not fallen prey to the clichéd Bollywood formula. Sabbir Khan has an interesting premise at his disposal but a very predictable second half spells doom for the film.
For once, I thought the director understood exactly what Tiger Shroff was capable of – showing off his well-sculpted abs and fluid dance moves to his advantage. I was hoping that Tiger wouldn’t be saddled with the expectations of acting and emoting, but alas, that was not to be. While the first half relies heavily on Nawazuddin Siddiqui for the heavy lifting in the acting department and comic relief, the second half is a lost cause as the focus shifts to Tiger’s heroism. Unfortunately, he fails to salvage the film.
Nawazuddin makes quite a departure from his previous portrayals to appear in a clean-shaven, suave avatar. As a helplessly-in-love-gangster, who wants to learn to dance to impress his object of affection, it is a revelation to see him actually try and succeed at not only at shaking a leg, but also at genuinely grooving to foot tapping numbers.
In fact – IMHO – if the filmmakers had focused on this aspect of the film and had actually shown a non-dancer pull-off a convincing dance performance on a reality show, the film would have had, at the very least, novelty value.
Instead, we go down the tried-and-tested route of a cat-and-mouse chase between the hero and the villain.
It doesn’t help that Nidhhi Agerwal’s brief is to be a dancing sensation – none of her moves manage to dazzle or impress. I find it a little disconcerting too that just because she is an aspiring dancer, she’s dressed like an item girl throughout.
It seems that somewhere during the filming, the makers got a little confused. Was this a film on dance? Is it a comedy? But wait, do we not have to compulsorily show off Tiger’s washboard abs and kickass stunts? To add to the melee, suddenly we have our exceptional dancer also playing the friendly neighbourhood Spiderman, clambering up buildings and jumping over roofs with incredible agility. And then comes the impossible-to-do-away romantic track.
Alas, the final product turns out to be strictly run-of-the-mill, not even half as entertaining as a typical masala flick. In fact, for a film on song-and-dance, there is not a single peppy number that stays with you.
Watch the film, if you must – but don’t say you weren’t warned.
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