Jism 2
Cast: Sunny Leone, Randeep Hooda, Arunoday Singh, Arif Zakaria
Direction: Pooja Bhatt
After all the hoopla, what you get is a two-hour condom ad shot in Sri Lanka. Pooja Bhatt's Jism 2 roughly divides itself into two moods: Sunny Leone striking sultry half-nude poses with Randeep Hooda/Arunoday Singh (which is what you will pay to watch), and Sunny giving a wide-eyed, clueless look as Randeep/Arunoday blabber, blather and yell. Classy, metaphorical, dramatic, gross, dirty, sad, funny - sex on the screen has been all these and more over the years. Pooja just gave sex a new twist: boring.
Look what the Bhatts have done. They have just beaten everyone in Bollywood - Aamir Khan included - in the game of clever marketing. Jism 2, more than a film, is a brainwork marvel at hardselling a porn star as B-Town's latest sex bomb. If hype over style and substance has become the mantra to ensure first-weekend spoils, Pooja has played her Sunny card well. The PR frenzy around the debutante sets a new yardstick for film marketing.
It's a con job, but it will guarantee a hit. Everyone is raring to watch Jism 2. Everyone will come out realising the film actually had nothing to watch (unless you count Sunny whose wardrobe stays at see-level at all times, no matter what the mood of a scene is).
Jism 2 has been billed as an erotic thriller. Sift through the Sunny hype, and the film is neither erotic nor thrilling. The formula driving the story here is a standard one: Set up two guys and a girl in a triangle tangle and follow their fates to sustain the runtime. A better director could have created a more compelling narrative even with that minimal idea. Mahesh Bhatt perhaps, he has written this film after all. But then, self-confessedly he won't direct again.
The trouble with daughter Pooja is that she has never really been a good storyteller (recall her CV as a director - Paap, Holiday, Dhokha, Kajraare - and you realise as much).
The script sets up sexual jealousy, and to that extent Sunny was aptly cast. She doesn't have to try too hard to play the porn star Izna - bursting oomph from every pore though revealing little life while emoting.
A cop (Arunoday) is assigned to use Izna as a honeytrap to bait a killer (Randeep), incidentally Izna's onetime lover. Old sparks are ignited as the girl sets about doing her job. The cop, naturally, goes green with rage.
If Sunny can't act, hulky Arunoday overacts (a scene where he yells right into the face of his senior reminded me of King Kong). Randeep speaks in shayari fits. A long pensive burst sees Sunny reacting: "What do you mean?" Inadvertently, that's our exact thoughts.
The film is brilliantly shot by Nigam Bomzan, though. But then, you aren't going in for this one to enjoy Sri Lankan landscape, I know.
Cast: Sunny Leone, Randeep Hooda, Arunoday Singh, Arif Zakaria
Direction: Pooja Bhatt
After all the hoopla, what you get is a two-hour condom ad shot in Sri Lanka. Pooja Bhatt's Jism 2 roughly divides itself into two moods: Sunny Leone striking sultry half-nude poses with Randeep Hooda/Arunoday Singh (which is what you will pay to watch), and Sunny giving a wide-eyed, clueless look as Randeep/Arunoday blabber, blather and yell. Classy, metaphorical, dramatic, gross, dirty, sad, funny - sex on the screen has been all these and more over the years. Pooja just gave sex a new twist: boring.
Look what the Bhatts have done. They have just beaten everyone in Bollywood - Aamir Khan included - in the game of clever marketing. Jism 2, more than a film, is a brainwork marvel at hardselling a porn star as B-Town's latest sex bomb. If hype over style and substance has become the mantra to ensure first-weekend spoils, Pooja has played her Sunny card well. The PR frenzy around the debutante sets a new yardstick for film marketing.
It's a con job, but it will guarantee a hit. Everyone is raring to watch Jism 2. Everyone will come out realising the film actually had nothing to watch (unless you count Sunny whose wardrobe stays at see-level at all times, no matter what the mood of a scene is).
Jism 2 has been billed as an erotic thriller. Sift through the Sunny hype, and the film is neither erotic nor thrilling. The formula driving the story here is a standard one: Set up two guys and a girl in a triangle tangle and follow their fates to sustain the runtime. A better director could have created a more compelling narrative even with that minimal idea. Mahesh Bhatt perhaps, he has written this film after all. But then, self-confessedly he won't direct again.
The trouble with daughter Pooja is that she has never really been a good storyteller (recall her CV as a director - Paap, Holiday, Dhokha, Kajraare - and you realise as much).
The script sets up sexual jealousy, and to that extent Sunny was aptly cast. She doesn't have to try too hard to play the porn star Izna - bursting oomph from every pore though revealing little life while emoting.
A cop (Arunoday) is assigned to use Izna as a honeytrap to bait a killer (Randeep), incidentally Izna's onetime lover. Old sparks are ignited as the girl sets about doing her job. The cop, naturally, goes green with rage.
If Sunny can't act, hulky Arunoday overacts (a scene where he yells right into the face of his senior reminded me of King Kong). Randeep speaks in shayari fits. A long pensive burst sees Sunny reacting: "What do you mean?" Inadvertently, that's our exact thoughts.
The film is brilliantly shot by Nigam Bomzan, though. But then, you aren't going in for this one to enjoy Sri Lankan landscape, I know.
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