Spoilers ahead…
Subhash Ghai had a thing for Sholay. Karma, of course, was his most explicit homage. Hero, on the other hand, is something of a what-if riff. What if a romantic musical were made using bits like the cop with the joint family, the scary villain, and the conman reformed by love? The surprise about Nikhil Advani’s remake of Hero is that he makes a better Ghai movie than Ghai makes these days. It may not be much good, but at least (for a while) it’s inoffensive. That counts as a compliment in Ghai’s world these days.
Was the older film crying out for a remake? Probably not. With the kind of freedom today’s kids have – at least the urban kids – it’s hard to make a case for updates of films about youngsters who fought for love, who defied the establishment for love, films like Bobby or Hero or even Mughal-e-Azam, whose Pyaar kiya to darna kya is echoed in Hero’s Pyaar karne wale kabhi darte nahin. There’s a reason today’s romances are about the kids screwing things up for themselves – their parents are no longer in the picture. But Advani, who directs with a finger wisely on the FF button, almost makes you buy the premise all over again – all you need to do is flip the movie-watching dial inside your head to the Single Screen setting.
He surrounds the heroine Radha (Athiya Shetty, whose cheekbones could cut diamonds) with a large, loving family (father Tigmanshu Dhulia, son Sharad Kelkar, daughter-in-law Anita Hassanandani) – the attachments are evident. You see why this selfie-era girl is going to have to defy this lot, and why it’s going to be a big deal for her. The brother-sister bond is particularly warm. All this may not be much, but you only have to recall something like Student of the Year to see how self-obsessed today’s young-skewing cinema can get. Radha may end up going to Paris, but it’s not for a dream song, and there’s not a designer garment in sight. She’s there because she needs some space – from her family, and from her boyfriend Sooraj (Sooraj Pancholi) who’s in prison. In case you’re unfamiliar with the story, he kidnaps her but then falls in love and gives himself up. So that today’s audience doesn’t end up sniggering at this hero, Advani tweaks his accoutrements. The Jackie Shroff character hinted at the Krishna-like lover inside him by carrying a flute. Sooraj, though, prefers the barbell. Another hint that Hero is very much a movie of these times: Radha says she’ll give up all “bad habits,” which includes… non-vegetarian food. I suspect the film will do very well in Mumbai.
Still, in some ways, Hero is very much an eighties product. There’s a baddie who looks like Mahesh Anand. There’s a “comedy” scene in which a character enters a gym with his girlfriend and says, “Aaja haseena, let’s remove some paseena.” And a number of moments between Sooraj and Radha hark back to a more innocent movie-making (and movie-watching) era. After a song sequence at a disco, a creep tries to have his way with Radha. Sooraj beats him up, and then he drapes his jacket on her shoulders – it’s a move from a more modest time. Then, before making a death-defying leap on a motorbike, he tells her to hold on, and she says yes. The words are suffused with extra meaning. Chhodna mat… Kabhi nahin. It’s not corn if the film makes you believe it believes in it. My favourite shot came at interval point, when Radha’s father aims a gun at Sooraj and she comes between them, a triangular composition that hints at the triangle that lies ahead, with Radha torn between these two men. Advani may be heating up an old recipe, but he serves it with utmost, almost touching, sincerity.
Till a little into the second half, Hero isn’t bad at all. Sooraj Pancholi is built like most newcomers these days, muscles hanging off his torso like fruit from a tree. His introduction scene has him shirtless, doing a handstand on what looks like a bed of nails. Just what we needed, I thought, another oak tree with nipples. But he slowly grows on you – as does Athiya Shetty. They’re not going to win any awards, but they make you root for them, which means they’re doing something right. But then a villain named Ranvijay (an unbearably smug Vivan Bhatena) makes an appearance and everything goes up in smoke. We get scenes like the one where Sooraj is stabbed and lies on the ground for an eternity, and then gets up and begins to fight with renewed vigour – clearly, he was just waiting for the wound to self-heal. Advani loses his grip and settles into autopilot mode. Or maybe he just got a memo from producer Salman Khan that romance is all well and good, but at some point, the story has to accommodate an angry villain tearing his shirt off. Gym trainers have never had it better.
KEY:
- Student of the Year = see here
- Aaja haseena, let’s remove some paseena = C’mon pet, let’s lose some sweat.
- Chhodna mat… Kabhi nahin = Don’t leave me… I won’t.
Copyright ©2015 Baradwaj Rangan. This article may not be reproduced in its entirety without permission. A link to this URL, instead, would be appreciated.
Akhilan
September 12, 2015
‘Athiya Shetty, whose cheekbones could cut diamonds’.
‘Muscles hanging off his torso like fruit from a tree’
😀 What imagery…!! Supremely witty and creative BR… But why am I surprised… Can only continue to admire and gush at your work… You are truly a cut above everyone else… Thank you for what you do… It’s a pleasure… 🙂
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venkatesh
September 12, 2015
“Aaja haseena, let’s remove some paseena = C’mon pet, let’s lose some sweat.”
Now thats what i am talking about 🙂
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tonks
September 12, 2015
Sooraj Pancholi is built like most newcomers these days, muscles hanging off his torso like fruit from a tree.
Nice to hear a part of the male anatomy compared to fruit, for a change 😉
Hilarious last paragraph.
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Nimesh Priyodit
September 12, 2015
Hi Baradwaj Sir,
I’m an ardent fan of your writing. You kind of infuse poetry of movies in your prose. Always a treat to read, and get inspired.
I watched the movie Hero, and it seemed, why was i even watching it. I sometimes like self afflicted pain e.g. Hate story, etc, but this is one movie which i found forgettably mediocre.
Here’s my theory on quality of product:
Imagine a graph. On X-Axis lies the quality of product (QoP), and on Y – axis lies the thrill/ pleasure we derive from it. QoP has lowest value 0 meaning so bad, that one couldn’t beat it, while highest value is 100, that is, the best the human brain could produce.
Now, the graph: if plotted, the graph would have two peaks. Initially, when the movie is extremely bad, it gives us thrills, like the hands of Manos, or Gunda etc. as the QoP increases, the thrill sharply decreases, and reaches a rock bottom, nearing 0 on Y-Axis (of thrill/ pleasure). Thereafter, it steadily increases and reaches peak when QoP = 100.
For me, Hero (2015) is truly a median in all respect. The acting, as wooden as it could be. The direction- it never was required to imagine what room or place would be needed for the movie to be shot, just shoot anywhere and we are good. replace the scenes by tajmahal, and we are still good! The wounds on bodies keep on changing places and disappear within seconds, by the time those ill placed jarring sounds (called songs) ended.
I like you for always being a gentleman to the movies, and yes, your references to movies give me a fodder to watch them.
Thank you for writing such melodies, and thanks for reading this atrocity of a writing!
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Sev
September 12, 2015
That’s the thing about your writing (and the experience you communicate through them). It makes me want to watch the movies you were engaged with and experience them much like you did. I would never watch these two starkids with no skill, but after having read your review, I might just catch it online someday. Meanwhile, I am always ready for the 80s movies by Ghai-was watching Ram Lakhan last night and I could not believe how well he did masala movies which are now a lost art. And how insanely handsome and adept Jackie Shroff was in his prime. And he didn’t need nipple-showing or muscles for that. I wish such masala had not gone extinct or at least, unrecognizable and therefore, unenjoyable to me. Still, it does make me value and love the older masala movies that are there. I just don’t get why the 80s were so reviled if such movies were being made right and centre.
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Ravi K
September 12, 2015
“Aaja haseena, let’s remove some paseena.”
Is Santhanam doing comedy scenes in Hindi movies now?
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Chanakya
September 13, 2015
‘…another oak tree with nipples’
Man, you’re killing me! 😀
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Anu Warrier
September 13, 2015
Gurgle
You have still been kind to the new kids on the block. Others have ripped them apart for having the acting skills of a dung-beetle (two dung-beetles!).
May I just say that in more innocent times, heroes didn’t look like they were imitating a whole forest (‘an oak tree with nipples’ – am I bad for having groaned and giggled at that line?) and heroines didn’t come looking like Twiggy. Is there some factory that churns these youngsters out? Men complete with six packs (or is it 8, now?) and women with shampooed, wind (or fan)-blown hair? They’re all beginning to merge into one another – like McDonald’s hamburgers.
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Utkal
September 13, 2015
‘The surprise about Nikhil Advani’s remake of Hero is that he makes a better Ghai movie than Ghai makes these days.
But why do we need a ‘ Ghai movie’ these days to begin with? They have’ passec their sell by date long back.
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Utkal
September 13, 2015
“They’re not going to win any awards, but they make you root for them, which means they’re doing something right. “
Really? Root for them? This is what one of my FB friends ( a woman in her 30s) had to say after seeing the film : ‘She is not Athiya Shetty! She is Sunil Shetty! And now if you have not yet watched the movie; imagine Sunil Shetty as the heroine of Suraj Pancholi! Thats it! Now please watch at your own risk! I need few analgesic to free my head from ache!! I give a big ZERO!!’
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brangan
September 13, 2015
venkatesh: You, sir, would have been the ideal companion for all those 80s movies.
Utkal: Really? Root for them? This is what one of my FB ( a woman in her 30s) friends had to say…
Yes, Utkal, really. I don’t think it’s all that improbable that people can hold opinions that differ from those held by your Facebook friends… 🙂
As for: But why do we need a ‘ Ghai movie’ these days to begin with?
We don’t. And I’m not saying we do either.
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Sifting
September 13, 2015
Another oak tree with nipples
– Thanks for the guffaw
Aaja haseena, let’s remove some paseena
– Made me scratch my head. Did you like it or was that kind of a snigger?
Chitchor or Gharonda instead }:-)
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Gradwolf
September 14, 2015
Really? My mind went back to last year’s Heropanti – offensive and somewhat entertaining – and how I’d rather settle for that. Including the leads. About the cheekbones though, yeah.
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abzee2kin
September 15, 2015
I just had a nostalgic grin on my face after the mention of ‘Mahesh Anand’. I knew I had a kindred spirit. Of the few little things that define 80s and 90s is the presence of Mahesh Anand, as Zubesco and Mac were to an earlier age.
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