Producer : Pradeep Guha
Director: Khalid Mohamed
*ing: Jaya Bachchan, Karisma Kapoor, Hrithik
Roshan, Asha Sachdev, Manoj Bajpai, Sushmita Sen
Music: Anu Malik, A.R.
Rahman, Ranjit Barot
Released on : September 8, 2000
Reviewed by: Anish Khanna
anish@indolink.com
out of
If there's one thing
that people will agree on after they see "Fiza",
it is the fact that the three leads of this film - Karisma
Kapoor, Jaya Bachchan and Hrithik Roshan - deliver absolutely phenomenal performances.
Perhaps the second thing that audiences might concur on is that this is perhaps the most
depressing, morbid film since "Dil Se". The problem
here, though, is that in an attempt to portray an intense story based on real life
incidents from his past, Filmfare editor-cum- story writer - cum - screenplay writer - cum
director - Khalid Mohamed seems to be a bit too pre-occupied with the commercial viability
of his project.
In a nutshell, the first half of the film revolves around Fiza (Karisma Kapoor), who
for the sake of her and her mother's (Jaya Bachchan) peace, takes the decision to set out
and find her brother Amaan (Hritihik Roshan), who has been missing for six years after a
terrorizing night during the '93 Bombay riots. Needless to say, Fiza find Amaan. The
second half of the film takes a turn and focuses on Amaan's difficulty in coping with
re-integration back into his old world.
Karisma Kapoor is the real star who carries this film. This is one performance-oriented
role where she does not have to sport a whole lot of the "deglamourized look"
(now a status symbol of acting abilities) and where she has a lot more to do than just cry
(another old status symbol). Karisma delivers and then some. Whether it is Fiza's maturity
and wisdom or her subsequent vulnerabililty and helplessness when her world crumbles -
Karisma portrays every shade of her character with the perfection of a pro.
Jaya Bachchan takes the role of the mother, something that might not look like
so great of a prospect on paper, and breathes life into it to form a well-developed,
three-dimensional character. This isn't your run-of-the-mill, "where is my beta?",
sobbing mother. This mother can (as she says) sneak into her neighbor's apartment and try
out some cosmetics or get up and do an impromptu dance to a song playing on TV.
And what can be said about Hrithik Roshan except that he re-affirms his superstar
status? It is difficult to believe that this is his second film when you watch the
vulnerable, blood-stained Amaan running through the streets and then realize that this is
the same actor playing the brooding, introspective Amaan in the second half. Forget the
Best Newcomer Award; he might just be a strong contender for Best Actor (one wonders
whether Khalid Mohammed's influence might just win "Fiza" a nice little kitty of
Filmfare Awards...).
The supporting cast for the most part make their presence felt. Neha,
as Amaan's girlfriend who is not able to wait for his return, shows a great deal of
controlled restraint in her few scenes and is particularly noteworthy in the scene where
Amaan apologizes to her character. Manoj Bajpai,
who plays the leader of a terrorist group, breezes through his role with his usual skill. Asha Sachdev, as Fiza's neighbor, is as good in
the comedy scenes as she is in the heartbreaking "Na Leke Jao" funeral
sequence. Bikram Saluja, as Fiza's
boyfriend, and Isha Kopikkar, as Fiza's best
friend, pretty much just demonstrate that they are two good-looking people who are capable
of simple dialogue delivery.
The dialogues of the film by Javed Siddiqui are poetic and intelligent without being
"preachy" and moralistic (eg. Fiza's confrontation scenes with the various
authority figures she approaches for help; or her confrontation scenes with her brother).
Another star of the film comes in the form of Santosh Sivan, who uses camera angles and
techniques that actually make one sit up and notice them, something nearly unheard of in
Hindi films. He allows the audience to feel as if they are silent observers journeying
along with the lead characters and moves the story forward even at times when the
screenplay seems to be dragging.
The overall problem of this film is that it carries the story of what can be made into
an outstanding "art film" but chooses to rest in the position of a somewhat
mediocre "commercial film". When Khalid Mohamed is original, he shines. But
there are times when he reverts to formula and nonsensical masala in a vain
attempt to entertain the viewer. Karisma's dance sequence at the "1800's"
discotheque (also known as Mumbai's popular "Fire N' Ice") is just plain stupid
and out of context with the rest of Fiza's character. Wouldn't she just tell her boyfriend
and the entire club off without the entire song and dance? To Mr. Mohamed's credit,
though, the rest of the songs are not as obtrusive and even the sizzlingly shot Sushmita Sen's dance number provides just the
right mood for the background action.
The Johnny Lever comedy sequence also
seems contrived. True, it gets connected to the plot somehow (with the goonda's
who appear) - but still - there had to have been another way to advance the plot minus Mr.
Lever. Weren't the heart-warmingly original and much more hilarious sequences between Jaya
Bachchan and Asha Sachdev enough for some lighter moments?
And then we have the ode to "Kaho Na Pyaar Hai": a loooooong sequence of
music dedicated exclusively to those teenage (and maybe even older) girls that like to
swoon over muscleman Hrithik's biceps. What comes off as "yummy" to some comes
off as distracting to the plot. And this is some pretty intense training for somebody
who's mission is to hide in a building and shoot two men.
This is still a film that is a cut above the usual fare if mainly for the performances,
dialogue and music. For a first time director, Khalid Mohamed has not done a bad job, but
it is upsetting that a film that had the potential to be one of the greatest in Hindi film
history is forced to settle for a lower status. Khalid Mohamed is intelligent but needs to
express more of himself than adhere to the rules and regulations of Bollywood. Witness the
brilliant montage sequence at the end of the film. At the final moment - the ringing of
the bell and the echoing of the question "Next?" - seems to ask us how long this
will continue and who will be the next victim of a society that is swayed by secularism.
Why can't Khalid Mohamed have given us more of such moments? Or maybe he will... Next?
Cummulative Rating - 8.1/10
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