Sunday, July 22, 2012

Cocktail: A Deepika Padukone film


So, I have wondered whether I want to write about Cocktail which as a story completely fails but if I don’t then I wouldn’t have a few words to say about Deepika Padukone.

I have liked her from the very start, that is, Om Shanti Om. Sensational screen presence as I have always said; so no matter what the review said I would have gone to watch her. The beauty of some species is such a vivacious sight that, without knowing it themselves, they can stir senses that can calm, soothe, stimulate, animate or vivify. In that context, the dusky sorceress party girl is a look she pulls off so ingeniously that watching her is poora paisa vasool. I don’t see a reason for anyone to go and watch the film if they weren’t interested in her. She doesn't make an impression in every film, like ‘break ke baad’, but the promos of this film especially encourage one to go and watch her.

Today’s fact is Bollywood isn’t making any love stories since DDLJ; that’s the last one that comes to my mind. The recent ones are just some shallow-hearted crap thrown in our faces as entertainment with a few exceptions like Wake Up Sid. So I don’t know what to expect from films that are heavy on the star cast and appear as love-triangle?

So, Deepika was my reason to watch. Be it a saree appearance in Cannes and filmfare, the profile of a yesteryear actress in OSM or the bikini clad hottie; she dazzles in most of her appearances. It probably may have to do with the fact that her versatility flips her between a supermodel and the regular pretty girl next door at the flick of a finger! One cannot miss if not acknowledge her real life audacious persona to tattoo a boy friend’s initials coupled with her grounded background. All jokes aside: Ranbir Kapoor’s movies flopping, Yuvraj’s form dropping, Mallya’s businesses flopping; this woman will leave behind a legacy.

As far as the movie goes we love the independent, fun Veronica character with her ‘his bun in my oven’ jokes. She is kind to shelter a stranger in her home. She values friendship more than boy friends and does what her heart pleases. What I don’t get is the director’s portrayal of why she suddenly flips and wants to play wife to a man she would have left in days or a fortnight? I don’t get why she would force men’s palms on her ass - was that to let us know she was easy? So I would call this flipping of personalities more schizophrenic than love concussion but that is the writer’s/director’s debacle. What I did take note of though is the actress made her pain apparent to the audience through a sorrow swallow in the neck and in nonchalant shutting the door in a friend’s face. If you let her be the person she is, you may actually find a lot more of her character in the breakup. To me she came across as a person who tried to keep calm in her pain; selfish enough to keep her love to herself; open enough to be his whore; destructive enough to be used. People do crazy things in love, don’t they? What I don’t get though is the love - when and how the fuck did that happen?

As far as the other two characters in the movie are concerned Mira (Diana Penty) is pleasant and one likes her. Gautam (Saif) looks puffed. Literally, like someone’s blown air into a balloon and this balloon happens to be his face. They are impossible to pay attention to because their dialogues are more appalling than them. They leave no impression whatsoever.

So this is a Deepika Padukone film. You will like a major part of her inspite of the despicable story telling technique. That’s all there is to this film. If you don’t like Deepika, don’t bother. Spend your 200 bucks and time elsewhere.