Rarely does a film end with such a well written dialogue. Kick ends with a line that sums it up better than I could have ever done. Well almost!
"Main dil mein aata hu, samajh mein nahi."
True that! Kick left me completely baffled. I could hardly understand its purpose. What left me even more perplexed is the fact that rarely does anything make me yawn in boredom as much as Kick did.
No, Kick is not the worst film of all times. But it is easily Salman's weakest film in quite some time. By that I do mean Jai Ho is many notches higher. So is Bodyguard.
The problem of Kick is it's screenplay. Rajat Arora is a phenomenal dialogue writer. We have seen his work in films such as The Dirty Picture and Once Upon A Time in Mumbaai. But screenplay is just not his game. Chetan Bhagat as additional screenplay writer adds nothing either.
What we have for screenplay is an hour long session of just setting up the characters of Salman Khan, Mithun Chakraborty and Archana Puran Singh. Sadly, neither Mithun nor Archana add anything to the script except few forced laughs. If you expect the film to pace up after the slack first half you will feel terribly letdown.
To make up for lack of screenplay debutant director Sajid Nadiadwala, known for producing the biggest of films, mounts his film in a scale which is bizarre. Suddenly the story shifts to Poland for no reason. I would like to believe it was because of rebates that the Polish government offered more than the want of the 'screenplay'. So you have a burglar making a grand escape in a BUS! You may wonder why. The director probably believed that could get the audience some 'kick'
Kick is more gimmick than a film. It is a calculative arrangement. There are expensively shot songs every few minutes, there is dialoguebaazi - Rajat Arora style, and there is Salman punching the sense out of people who try stopping him. Essentially Kick could have been better, at least cleverer. With all its gimmick! With a Robin Hood type central character, all you need to do is add reason and everything else could just fall into place. Alas!
Supporting the director's vision is some amazing camera work and very sleek edits. That's all you have to make this colossal 'effort' watchable.
Salman Khan of course is on top of his game. He looks dashing, delivers his lines with pomp and kicks some butt - stuff that he does in all his films! His character is just about an extension of his earlier characters - his towel dance, his collar-mounted glares... he even turns Chulbul Pandey for a minute - all in good gimmick. Oops, I mean spirit.
Jacqueline shows off her thighs, dances and also sheds so tears. That's as much as a Salman Khan heroine is offered anyway. The usually brilliant Nawazuddin is not quite tolerable. Randeep Hooda easily gets the best of the parts. At least his character has a purpose and an explanation. And he is as suave as ever.
But nothing can make Kick any bit bearable. This is one for only the boldest of Salmaniac. If you are that guy, you may just derive that 'kick' as you see Salman dancing in Jumme Ki Raat Hai with Jacqueline's dress between his teeth.
I consider myself really lucky. I almost missed the press show due to Mumbai traffic. I would have definitely gone into momentary depression had I spent on a ticket for Kick.
Final word: The amount of money you spend on the tickets of Kick should be directly proportional to the how much you hate yourself! Kick has to be the biggest disappointment of the year.
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