'shiva'

belonging to a long tradition of hindi films in which an honest cop fights against a corrupt ‘system’ single handedly requires that the central characters of the film be perfect icons of malenss and femaleness. almost like walking talking genitalia. mohit ahlavat has enough screen presence to manage – if he could learn at least three more facial expressions; but nisha kothari as the bimbo on his arm annoys with her wide eyed talentless daftness. ‘shiva’ is conceived as a compete feel good film as no unpleasantnesis allowed to linger on the screen for more than a few seconds whether it’s the obligatory rape scene, the gangsters escape or the possible maligning of shivas reputation by the vile politician (dilip prabhavalkar in a mirror of his take on gandhi in munnabhai). the hero easily pounds his way out of any trouble with a tight slap on the face or a punch on the nose.

granted that the first scene where a nail is hammered into the skull of a guy to kill him cannot really be called pretty. still, i think rgv used that scene merely to tell us that it was a direction he could have gone with the film. ‘shiva’ is on the other hand silly, pointless, amateurish and slip shod in execution.

i did feel bad for ahlavat as his career seems like its going to be over even before it has begun- first ‘james’ and now this. maybe he should do some karan johar films.