Sending
a
chill
across
the
spine
with
pervading
gloominess
cracked
open
with
nerve
racking
guns
shots
fired
ceaselessly;
bloodshed
eventually
becomes
a
common
day
affair.
Tracking
director
Ram
Gopal
Varma's
film
records,
fear
and
cut-throat
killer
instinct
are
the
nuclei
of
every
story.
Satya,
Company,
Sarkar,
Sarkar
Raj
and
the
latest
Contract
and
Phoonk
unearth
our
latent
insecurities
in
a
manner
hitherto
unseen
or
rather
unheard
of
in
Indian
celluloid.
Cashing
in
on
our
hidden
phobias
and
extracting
our
eagerness
to
challenge
ourselves
every
other
day,
Ram
Gopal
Varma's
movies
have
often
treaded
on
bumpy
roads.
Not
spinning
any
family
melodramas
or
love
stories,
the
basic
essence
is
fear
and
the
thirst
for
power.
However
time
and
again
as
he
comes
up
with
yet
another
thriller,
the
master
craftsman's
sensitivity
to
fear,
terrorism
and
underworld-politics
nexus
bares
its
yet
another
gory
face.
Love
relations
are
poignantly
touched
upon,
but
never
to
the
extent
of
a
cliched
romance.
With
the
then
unpopular
faces
Vivek
Oberoi,
Chakravarthy,
or
to
the
latest
Adhvik
Mahajan,
Varma
deftly
hints
upon
an
inkling
of
a
chance
of
it
happening
in
our
own
neighbourhood.
So
one
is
again
probed
to
ask,
are
directors
morally
bound,
or
can
creativity
take
wings
to
horizons
anew
or
do
they
guide
us
through
bed
a
of
roses
with
thorns
sucked
deep
within.
Varma
has
the
answer;
he
cannot
detach
himself
from
his
socio-cultural
environment,
he
is
bound
to
it
and
responsible
to
the
core.
So
where
does
the
rather
hazy
borderline
appear
between
ruthless
massacre
and
the
fear
to
be
afraid?