Full marks for authenticity Chub’s revenge for artists Story: There is a serial killer on the loose Mumbaiaimed at film critics. Oh, my woods shivered. It’s the kind of thinking that must have come to many filmmakers not just in the Gulf, but in filmmaking centers around the world, basically anywhere film creators feel scorned by tough critics who skimp on their stars, and Karim in their criticism.
One by one, Mumbai Police led by Inspector Arvind Mathur (sunny deol) finds the brutally murdered bodies, and sets out to search for the culprit who appears to have an appetite for blood. Meanwhile, a love story unfolds between florist Danny (Dulker Salman) and new journalist Nella (Shriya Dhanwantry), who is tired of her entertaining rhythm—stars kya khaate hain and kya pehente hain—and yearns to become a film critic.
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Well, I’m not exactly dying, oops, because that’s what the petrified group of Mumbai critics don’t want. of course not. Who wants to risk their life for a review? As the body count rises, a psychologist (Pooja Bhatt) is called in, who declares that most of the serial killers are male, immediately discovers a pattern, and the hunt continues.
problem with chop (yikes, am I actually saying this) is that while I smiled at plot eccentricity, it was unsuccessful in getting me to suspend my disbelief: the characters look like they’re from fiction, in the side lanes of Bollywood-soaked Bandra, and if that’s the intention, that needs to be More heft. The best fantasies must be grounded, and this imagination never feels heavy enough.
At one point, the cuts between murders and cheated lovers were pretty choppy. You want the movie to breathe, which is when the duo shoots the light off in style: The thing between Dani and Nila (a clever name for a movie-crazy girl, meaning moon in Tamil), is cool. The writing credits have been split between R Balki, Rishi Virmani, and film critic Raja Sen, and you want to know right away from the latter: Freudian much?
You wish there were more of these parts, when ‘Chop’ feels like a love letter to the movies, and to Mumbai: venerated references to Guru Dutt and his films, especially ‘Kagas ki ful’, which is smashed by critics, is now considered a classic, and is met with hate The killer of this group. But then he returns straight to the Toothless Blood, and the plot dissipates. Smart viewers will soon discover the killer.
It’s nice to see Sunny Deol again in the movies; Hijab Bhatt is fun. Dulquer Salmaan is cutesy, and Dhanwantry is beautiful: she’s played a journalist before, in “Cheat 92,” but here she makes a different Nella, armed with a light mother on her feet (Ponnavanan). But the mixture of danger and romance begins and remains turbulent, and in the end makes the film, about dream-makers and those who destroy those dreams, less satisfying than it should have been. Am I supposed to take this seriously or laugh at it? Ultimately, it comes down to this: Do you really think movie critics have the power to kill movies? Especially in this digital age, when everyone is a critic, not just a professional? It is also true that good films always find their audience, but do bad films really deserve to die without being sung? In the end, one of the characters says: the film works because of word of mouth, not because of the critics, and this directly undermines the premise of the film. If critics these days have less influence than goofy trolls, why bear bother Chasing them in the first place?
There, I said: Will I still be alive tomorrow?
Chup movie crew: Sunny Deol, Dulker Salman, Shriya Dhanwantry, Pooja Bhatt, Sarania Poonavanan
Chop director: R black
Chup movie rating: 2 stars