By
Subhash
K.
Jha,
IndiaFM
Monday,
July
16,
2007
Come,
bask
in
the
mask.
If
you
want
to
see
a
smile-worthy
sangam
of
tradition
and
trendiness,
then
try
Naqaab.
On
the
one
hand
there's
the
ultra-hip
super-cool
Kiss-
Miss
Sophia
(newcomer
Urvashi)
who
lives
in
with
Richie-
Rich
Bobby
Deol
and
romances
the
Devil-may-Care
Dude
(Akshaye
Khanna)
and
even
runs
away
from
her
church
wedding(ala
Julia
Roberts
in
The
Runaway
Bride).
But
get
this
contradiction.
On
the
other
hand
when
the
clandestine
couple
Khanna
and
Urvashi
break
into
a
mela
song,
Abbas-Mustan
(bless
their
suspenseful
soul)
do
a
quick
dissolve
with
the
camera
to
indicate
to
the
audience
that
the
song
is
a
dream
sequence.
The
problem
with
our
cinema
is,
it
takes
on
the
mantle
of
the
new
millennium
without
knowing
where
it
is
going.
In
Naqaab,
the
female
protagonist
goes
from
being
a
flaky
burger
waitress
in
a
Dubai
restaurant
to
an
unsuspecting
actress
in
a
reality
film
to
a
vengeful
Mata
Hari...to
God
knows
what
else.
Ooof...
this
time
Abbas-Mustan
tire
us
out.
Gone
is
the
well
thought-out
paciness
of
Baazigar,
Soldier
,
Humraaz
and
Aitraaz.
There're
many
wheels
within
wheels
simulating
a
sense
of
well-oiled
movement
in
the
plot.
But
check
the
editing
patterns
(Hussain
Burmawala).
The
narrative
is
just
not
getting
anywhere.
Yup,
this
time
Abbas-Mustan
have
lost
the
plot.
Some
early
scenes
when
Akshaye,
playing
a
struggling
actor,
and
Urvashi,
playing
a
grappling
go-getter,
bond
with
the
feast
have
a
punchy
perkiness.
One
episode
of
masti
between
the
couple
in
a
posh
hotel
(where
Khanna
treats
Urvashi
to
a
banquet
by
ordering
for
room
service
from
a
foyer
phone)
seems
to
have
been
ripped
off
from
Vikram
Bhatt's
Life
Mein
Kabhi
Kabhie.
But
what
the
heck!
There's
a
mood
of
anything-goes
in
the
first
-half
that
doesn't
quite
get
into
the
required
tempo.
Abbas-Mustan's
creative
output
has
lately
been
on
the
decline.
Naqaab
makes
you
feel
they
are
now
lunging
for
effect.
Even
when
the
earlier
films
were
Hollywood
rip
offs
they
conveyed
a
sense
of
streamlined
momentum.
Everything
in
Naqaab
is
calculated
for
an
effect.
And
that
goes
for
the
characters
too.
They
are
constantly
trying
to
be
what
they
are
not,
and
therefore
perpetually
tying
themselves
up
in
knots.
Most
of
this
film
about
a
whacked-out
filmmaker
shooting
a
secret
improvised
reality-film
with
characters
who
are
actors
rather
than
characters
is
shot
on
elaborately
done-up
sets
representing
cool
clubs
and
sweaty
bedrooms.
They
add
to
the
feeling
of
claustrophobia
that
assails
us
from
all
sides.
Akshaye
Khanna
and
Bobby
Deol
struggle
to
instill
a
sense
of
logic
to
the
wacky
plot.
Khanna
succeeds
to
some
extent.
Bobby,
veering
from
devoted
passion
to
demented
creativity,
fails.
The
new
girl
Urvashi
seems
to
have
some
fun
playing
the
feisty
miss
who's
engaged
to
a
placid
tycoon
and
is
swept
off
her
feet
by
a
wicked
stranger.
Mills&Boon?
That's
old
world.
Kick
off
your
shoes
and
enter
Abbas-Mustan's
web
of
virtual
reality.
Here,
anything
can
happen.
Alas,
nothing
does.
At
least
nothing
to
sink
our
teeth
into.
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