BUNO HAANS---A personal review... With great expectations, I went to see Buno Hans. The combination of most of the best talents in West Bengal were there. So I thought Rs 70 at Swabhumi was cheap. The Coke cost Rs 150 and I was shocked. But never mind , I said to myself. This has been described pre-release as one of the best releases this year. The film started off with an incredible Anindo—in one of his worst roles and make-up ever. Speaking in the Hindi which somehow Bengali filmmakers think is used in Metiaburuj. Then came the saga of Deb who thought that speaking slowly was all there was to acting. He tried hard and manfully---but he is not an actor---and now it is sure—he never will be. The co-actors fell into a trap. To cover Deb—they started hyperacting. But as they were genuine actors—they held their space. Sohag Sen and Sudipta were outstanding---but Moonmoon Sen and Gargi were utterly wasted. Srabanti for once in a tailor-made role of a dying girlfriend was adequate, Tanusree did what she could---but the talent and liveliness she showed in her debut film Uro Chithi is fast disappearing. Arindam Sil had a unreal role of a don---but I fail to understand why these characters must always appear in a dressing gown being tended to by several girls. I cannot understand why nobody thinks of changing this stereotype. It has often been said that a film is only as good as it’s script. This film demonstrates that once again. A script with no real storyline, meandering ever so slowly and frequent inane dialogue and an unreal sequence of events is a disaster and no amount of hard work by anybody else could save it. How a director or producer could accept it in this form is unbelievable. Example--- Tanusree sits beside an unknown Deb and starts crying. Deb asks:- “Aapni ki upset? !!!!!!! Of course she is!!! She is crying publicly!!! Deb entrusts a girl whose number or identity he does not know with a vital package. How many things must a paying audience accept? Deb and Tanusree steal money---One crore !!! They do not check even once that the notes are fake or not? Even the local panwallah does that!!!! They spend it on the race course and surprise –surprise -- the cashier at the race course also does not check it. In the best tradition of heroes and heroines –they win EVERY time and no one again checks !!! Shots are exchanged in the railway station and a Mumbai overbridge.. Not a SINGLE window opens. No one comes out!!! The director probably knows a secret. ALL Mumbaikars are stone deaf!!! It was a simple solution to mail the fake 1000 rupee notes back to the sender and avoid the death threat. How can someone without a bank account and without any documents expect to get a visa? This is not innocence by Deb’s character.---It is ignorance to the power infinity!!! The only saving grace was Arghya Kamal Mitra’s editing which kept the film moving and the audience in their seats. Harendra Singh’s cinematography was average. But not a patch on Avik Mukhopadyayya. Biswajit Chatterjee’s sound work was as usual excellent. Santanu Moitra’s music was good as ever---but not of the standard of his previous Bengali films. Only the theme song stood out and is a surefire hit. But I suspect he lost interest in the way the film was turning out and he did not want to lose his best outputs on a disaster. This is not a script or a dialogue. It is exactly what a script should not be. No real motivation or development of several characters. What was the meaning of Gargi’s role? There is a poor attempt at an open ending. The end came with a collective sigh of relief from a hundred odd viewers. The film ends with the song “Khoka phire aay” One hopes that he does not. At the end of the film, I changed my opinion. The super expensive Coke was worth it---the film definitely was not!!!
Posted on: Sun, 24 Aug 2014 13:57:09 +0000
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