Rangrezz Review

Rangrez - a professional dyer, a man who brings colourless garments to colourful life. According to this movie, the rangrez is Rishi (Jackky Bhagnani), and the garments are everyone else in his life.

As far as we are concerned, though, the opposite is true, i. e., the character of Rishi, far from diffusing colour into the lives of others, instead sucks it out in record time.

Basically, Rangrezz is a thrice-copied story of three city boys who are best friends, vastly different social backgrounds notwithstanding. Rishi wants to become a cop so he can marry his childhood sweetheart Megha (Priya Anand). Winu (Amitosh Nagpal) wants to set up his computer company and marry Rishi's sister. And the dirt-poor Pakkya (Vijay Verma) just wants to fly away to London, Paris and New York.

Amid their dreams and aspirations shows up Rishi's childhood friend Joy, and takes said aspirations into the water with him when he attempts to drown himself. You see, Joy is the son of a powerful politician, and is in love with the daughter of his mother's rival. So, when he attempts suicide over unrequited love, our three heroes sit him down, explain to him the folly of his ways and how there are other fish in the Arabian sea; and they all live happily ever after.

Just kidding.

That's what sensible people would've done, which our heroes are not.

They decide to go on a GRAND ADVENTURE, run away with a car, beat up the supposed bad guys (who're actually only doing their jobs), and get the girl for their suicidal friend. It doesn't matter that they become handicapped, unemployed, and aimless in the process. Especially when the couple files for a divorce in ten days.

That last line exemplifies all that is wrong with the movie. This fantastically made film, backed by wonderful performances, is an utterly pointless endeavor towards explaining the superficiality of love.

Of course, love is superficial when such scatter-brained people are involved.

However, despite the silly plot, the performances really shine through. Bhagnani Jr. shows unimagined depths in his portrayal of God-alone-knows-what. The director wrests wonderful performances from all the newcomers, especially Vijay Verma, whose character Pakkya is the only one you'll remember long after the depression-inducing second half is forgotten.

The music, although not quite memorable, is still catchy. As far as Gangnam Style is concerned, you're better off with Psy's version.

Visually, the camera brings to beautiful, colourful life everything it touches, right from the sandy shores and tenements of Mumbai, to Bihari villes. The ultimately avoidable fight sequences are shot in just as exciting a manner.

All in all, this is a movie that starts off great, only to atrophy into a gooey, loud, melodramatic mess. Be prepared to want to walk away during the second half.