ravings, rantings and ramblings
There was a long tussle in my head if I should dedicate a post to Shahrukh Khan and his narcissistic, multi-million project. But then, I did, in greed. Here is a statutory warning: some portions of this post would be very caustic; however hard I would try to restrain myself. So, stop reading this if you are a SRK fan.
After watching Ra.One (a week after it released) I feel that SRK ain’t a normal human being at all. In fact, his intelligence levels have superceded all before him. He could successfully qualify as Martian with the type of yarn he spun for this film. Most super hero films of repute have some ‘suspension of disbelief’ – a fact that lays the foundation for the superhero. This film needed just that. But there was no radioactive spider or an alien from an exploding planet! Here were rays of all sorts emitted from every screen that gave life a dummy model of the super-villain and the super-hero. A little too technical for me to digest.
SRK claimed that he made this film for his kids as they complained that he never did anything for them. What a sweet gesture from a father to his growing son! He has introduced a chapter in parenting by doing the following, and I enumerate:
And if I were to leave all of this aside and seen the film from an entertainment perspective, I admit I wasnt half as excited as I was when I saw the Incredible Hulk! Funny thing is that today, audiences are open to many international projects. So, how do you, Shahrukh expect audiences to be wowed by your screen character and film when it was Batman meets Spiderman meets Krrish meets Terminator meets Matrix meets Ironman? Never thought that the audiences would get that, eh? I would need something different, wouldn’t I?
In fact, the scene where the super hero G.One bursts on to the screen didn’t evoke anything. Not just me but the cinema hall I was in. The only time there were claps and whistles was when Rajinikanth did his cameo as ‘Chitti’. I had a omnious feeling when I first saw the trailers of Ra.One featuring G.One. In fact, I had urged you on radio once, to be careful with a name like G dot One (G.One). If the dot between ‘G’ and ‘One’ disappeared then you would be GONE.
And seriously, I didn’t see the humour in gobbling curd-noodles to disparage a Tamilian in the most distasteful manner ever!
Here’s what I suggest SRK – go to the Himalayas for sometime; you take a sabbatical! Get away from the pressure of being ‘King Khan’ and a power-lister. Get away from sitting on Karan’s couch and saying ‘sorry’ and ‘thank you’ to the entire fraternity. Get away from doing forced promotions on TV. Get away from over-using your charm and out-leveraging your star power. And yes, get away from making any other film for kids. You ain’t got that touch!