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Rating: 0

May 09, 2008

Cast: Mimoh Chakraborty, Zulfi Syed, Rahul Dev

Director: Raj N Sippy

To the next person who tells me what a great job I have watching movies throughout the week, I have only word to say: Jimmy. This week I spent close to three hours, trapped in the darkness, suffocating in my seat watching a film that reminded me why the eighties are very deservedly regarded the worst years of Hindi cinema.

Directed by Raj Sippy and starring Mimoh Chakraborty, son of 80s dancing star Mithun Chakraborty,Jimmy is a film that’s about 25 years too late. To describe the movie as formulaic and predictable is letting it off too easily. It’s the kind of film whose characters have names like Jaswinder Kumar, Rajeshwar Vyas, Ranveer Pushp and Manveer Kaushal.

It’s the kind of film that thinks ripped jeans and black figure-hugging ganjis are fashionable. It’s the kind of film whose hero addresses his girlfriend as jaanu.

It’s the kind of film where the heroine’s father gives the hero a ridiculous amount of money to clear a debt, and the hero turns it down saying he’s above charity, convincing the old man that his daughter’s made the right choice. It’s the kind of film whose idea of comedy is Shakti Kapoor playing a sardar police officer spouting double-meaning dialogues and scratching his bum.

It’s the kind of film where the hero lands one hard punch on the bad guy and the chap goes literally flying across the room. It’s the kind of film whose characters deliver one classic line after the other – Jab tak main aapka karz nahin chukata, meri har saans aapke paas girvi hai or then Maine teri aankhen padh li hain, tu kisi ka khoon nahin kar sakta, or how about this: Tu-ne yeh ek qatl nahin, do aur qatl bhi kiye hain. Tere pita ki aatma ka qatl aur teri maa ke vishwaas ka katl.

As you may have guessed from my diatribe, Jimmy is a film disconnected from reality, a film stuck in a time warp, a film that was probably made under a rock — how else could they not have realized that nothing about this film suggests it’s been made in the same era as wi-fi internet, gelato ice-cream and blackberry phones?

For your benefit, let me attempt now to put the film’s plot into words. Mimoh Chakraborty plays Jimmy, a hard-working boy doing double shifts so he can pay off his dead father’s pending loan. All’s going well for Jimmy, until he learns he’s got a tumor in his brain, which leaves him with less than a month to live. Agreeing to be the fall guy for a murder he didn’t commit, in exchange for enough money to repay his daddy’s debt, Jimmy’s sent off to the gallows.

But moments before the noose is tightened around his neck, Jimmy realizes he’s being manipulated in a completely fake scam, so next thing you know he’s broken out of prison and he’s on the run, determined to prove his innocence.

That’s just the central story, now add to this a half-dozen sub-plots including one surrounding a police officer and his mysterious relationship with the murder victim, a best friend who’ll move heaven and earth to save his buddy from the death sentence, the heroine’s father who seems to have promised his daughter’s hand to at least two different men, and that ridiculous love track between Jimmy and the film’s heroine, a Sonali Bendre-knock off, who keeps ramming her car into his.

Jimmy is a film you can’t take seriously, it’s a film that’s so intrinsically wrong on every level that all you can do is laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of its intention and execution. I’ve seen television shows on Doordarshan that are better produced than Jimmy, don’t even get me started on the film’s abysmal camerawork and eardrum-shattering background music.

I know what you’re thinking — what about Mimoh? Well, let’s just say he knows how to move, the boy sure can dance. But pray what excuse is offered for his unkempt appearance? How do you explain that messy hair, those tasteless clothes, that far-from-flattering physique? As for his acting, look at it this way, he can only get better!

In the stiffness department, Mimoh’s got competition from fellow co-actors Rahul Dev, Zulfi Syed and Vikas Kalantri, none of whom make any impression whatsoever. How many stars for Jimmy, do I hear you ask? Well, you’ve got to be joking. This film is strictly for those who enjoy some self-inflicted torture every now and then.

(This review first aired on CNN-IBN)

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