Sick! Plain & simple
There were two things going on in my mind after I ran out of the press preview of 27-13.20 Nakshatra: Do I have the right to put forth my opinions on a film, which I couldn’t bear to watch till the “Intermission” or and if I don’t, wouldn’t it be wrong to let the audience go through the same torture I forced myself since the first frame of the film flashed across the screen. I decided to stop thinking and write what I felt: Sick!
I spent one hour sitting in the dark theatre with 20 other people trying to make sense of what was going on the screen. From the first frame till intermission — don’t ask what happened after that — Nakshatra comes across as a wonderfully crafted guide on how to not make a film. And most importantly (this is for the actors and the casting director) how to not act in a film.
The film is the story of a struggling scriptwriter Ajay (Shubh Mukherjee) who wants to make real cinema and refuses to be compromised at any level.
Choppy editing, bad casting, sad dialogues which seemed to be ripped off from television commercials, mindless melodrama, poor props and even worse songs which doesn’t fit anywhere — the “romantic thriller dealing with the intricacies of life and relationships” as filmmakers call it — has everything but romance, thrill and lacks the intricacies of life.
And whether or not it’s a film is still a mystery, at least to me.
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