Fight Club

Watched fight club. No parallels whatsoever with the Brad Pitt flick. Well produced movie, with amazing cinematography... and dubbing. The complexity of the process must be understood when care is taken to dub in the slight crackling sound heard when charas gets burnt, and doing this only when the camera is close to Ashmit Patel's face. I guess the government's directive to ban smoking on screen has backfired when they started showing drugs. Technically brilliant film. There is no product placement, but instances where the ongoings on screen can be interpreted as such. Both coke and pepsi make an appearence in the same flick, along with lifestyles and Romanov. No one cares about the technicalities though:

So there are these four slightly disillusioned dudes, Vicky (Zayed Khan), who I guess is a lazy lay about with no job unlike his friends, Karan (Dino Morea) a reluctant instructor at a gym, hellbent on helping out with the workouts of only the hot chicks, which is a bit weird because they cannot get there without working out, Somil (Ritiesh Deshmukh) and Diku (Aashish Choudhary), both bartenders who are more interesting in drinking the booze rather than doling it out.
Not surprisingly, they wake up in college with somewhat of a hangover, no jobs, and with nothing but the idea of letting the accumulated male aggression out in an organized way. Basically a chance for all those males who want a piece of each other to actually do it in a suitable, and ever changing location. Fight club opens, which is a disappointment, because at the end of the day, you see only a grand total of six fights at the fight club.

Fight no. 1: One fat guy and a nerd (nerd wants a fight because the fat guy teased him). Nerd punches the fat guy, getting as much reaction as a last and dead fat guy. Fat guy punches the nerd, getting as much reaction as a bad guy’s sidekick in a Mithuen Chakrobarty film. Then, the nerd tickles the fat guy into submission.

Fight no. 2: Tall guy Vs Short guy fight. Short guy punches the tall gun in the crotch, and the crowd cheers.

Fight no. 3: Pretty confusing mess of two guys “fighting”, but it sure as hell looked liked the acrobatics on a variety show gone dreadfully wrong.

Fight no. 4: Mohit (Yash Tonk), stupid bastard, who has an important role to play later almost bashes a person to death, and does this so effectively that the other dude is in no state to submit at all. Brutal fellow is the soul of all b-grade hindi movie villains, but has only the capability of the comic relief in a seventies a-grade bollywood flick.

Fight no. 5: The “surprise” in the movie, unfortunately leaked in the trailer (note: THIS is where trailers go wrong), a fight between two girls. Pretty effective use of two female bodies, enough to work up any feminist to use the phrase “objectification of women” a couple of times.

Fight no. 5 1/2: Finally the real deal, between two guys in a swimming pool, interrupted by the grand entry of Sameer (Sohail Khan), with sound fx which I am sure are a tribute to Dhoom. Sameer has an old score to settle with Vicky, who used to tease him as a kid, which meant that Sameer had no friends.

Fight no. 5 and the other 1/2: Sameer Vs Vicky, an almost equal fight (Sameer has an edge), interrupted by the timely entry of the police.

The film gets pretty incoherent at this point of time, with two half-formed, women-objectifying, somewhat stupid love stories of Vicky with Amu (Dia Mirza) and Karan with Shonali (The better known of the two ek aur ek gyarah chicks Amrita Arora). The said love stories are not important, unless you are interesting in well exposed Indian chicks, in which case, just google of the same, or click the phrase, to save you the trouble (disclaimer: don’t expect anything from well exposed Indian chicks, google’s search relevancy is amazingly low).

Coming back to the main storyline of the fightclub, a storyline which was rudely interrupted by well exposed Indian chicks, and a storyline that is soon going to go haywire,

Somil, has an uncle who owns a club, which the Delhi gangsters want because it is an ideal location to smuggle in drugs across the states. Somil’s uncle want’s to run the club with ‘Sharafat’ and the fight club ends up in possession of the bar, along with Sameer as a bouncer, and then begins a series of fights between the fight club and the local gangsters.

Remember Mohit? The spoilt guy has an elder brother who used to be the head honcho of the Delhi underworld, and has now mended his ways. Anna (Suneil Shetty) tries to mend his brother’s ways too, but Mohit is in awe, and I would go as far as to say, love with Dinesh (Ashmit Patel), a prominent gangster and younger brother of Sandy (Rahuy Dey). A series of complicated events unfold, all for the sole purpose of making the demi-star studded starcast to fight with each other. Komal (Neha Dhupia) enters as a demure doctor “special friend” to Sameer, possible a bit disappointing, because despite being a token character, no skin show. Which is probably a good thing, because it’s Neha Dhupia. The storyline is haywire by now because of the four love interests (the three girls plus Mohit-Dinesh, remember?), and Dinesh having a clever plan of recovering the club (crossroads, not fight) from the fight club dudes, which involves killing Mohit so that Anna thinks the fight club guys killed Mohit, and Anna closes down Crossroads, kicks the butts of the fight club team, and Sandy gets control over crossroads. Haywire by now because the names of the cast and the characters getting mixed up, the clashing intentions of the script writers, and the general confusion of the director about what to do with the fight club, which abruptly ceases to exist, with an unacceptable explanation, despite being the fundamental allure (if at all it has any) of the movie.

Worth a watch for (a) therapy for aggression (b) people into objectification of women (read well exposed Indian chicks) (c) having too much money and nothing better to do (d) some weird kind of guy-violence porn.

This movie somehow feels like porn. Although the well exposed Indian chicks content is as low as google’s search relevancy, any type of extreme violence, is, I guess, some weird kind of porn.