Krodh

Krodh

Every now and then comes along a film that makes you want to throw up your hands in disgust and question its very purpose. Ashok Honda's Krodh is certainly one of those rare gems... Prepare yourself for what may be best described as one of the most senseless movies of recent times.

Nicknamed Hitler by his neighbours for his near eccentric treatment towards eveteasers who dare look too long in the direction of his sisters, Karan won't even allow them to choose the kind of boys they want to spend the rest of their lives with. He batters the living daylights out of Raj (Apoorva Agnihotri) and Prem (Johnny Lever) who have been nursing crushes on two of his sisters although both ladies return the affection. Meanwhile, he doesn't encourage Pooja's fondness for him either.

In any case, in the midst of such idiocy, and when he isn't busy trying hard to convince his siblings that he's got nothing but their best interests in mind, he's also battling a bunch of goondas who wish to seek revenge from him for turning them in some time ago. Also, a long-lost papa (Kader Khan) turns up eventually and swears he isn't as bad as made out to be.

The film, however, is unbearable. It fluctuates from being annoyingly illogical to painstakingly boring, and there is practically nothing for you to look forward to. A wafer-thin plot replete with sexist jokes and embarrassing values, you're often caught wondering what was going on in the director's mind while planning this film. Take for example a scene in the film where Karan's sister after coming home raped by her tutor insists she can't go through with her marriage because she can't "cheat" her fiance now that she has been "spoilt", instead, choosing to spend the rest of her life with the lust-driven tutor who caused her this misery in the first place... Or a scene in which Pooja -- in order to trap Karan into marrying her -- gathers the entire neighbourhood to complain that he has impregnated her.

If you thought it was just the story that left a lot to be desired, sadly, you're wrong. Anand Milind's music is completely uninspired, as are most of the performances. Sunil Shetty tries hard to seem convincing in his role, but is let down by the weak script, and thus fails miserably in his endeavour. Rambha needs to take a good hard look at herself in the mirror so she can stop wearing ill-fitting hot pants and skin-tight tops which only attract extra attention to her unflattering figure. She shows no talent whatsoever in a role that doesn't really require her to possess any. Apoorva Agnihotri makes a sincere attempt not to look foolish, and succeeds occasionally.

By the time the lights come on again -- if you've waited that long -- you're first in queue at the exit door. This Crude leaves a bitter taste in your mouth which doesn't go away so easily.

-- RAJEEV MASAND