And Mithun kaaak will swing his hand like a cheetah paw, kaaak will jump. . . When I’m in the mood, I watch movies with Mithun Chakraborty. It calms me down, brings me back to my childhood. The Cheetah was accidentally caught, never seen or heard anything about the movie. Mithun was filming here already in adulthood, as far as I understand, the 90s are not the best time for his career, especially the late 90s. Well, that's a look. And at that time he had good, and sometimes even just great movies. He just changed the texture, he grew up, and all wanted to remain in the role of disco-boy, well, or at worst, cool superman. Yeah, we all have this problem. We don’t want to grow old, sick, or change outwardly. The experience of life is a beautiful thing, but changing the facade - no, fire it! And in his interviews (and I read them a lot, the actor always said that he was young at heart). I used to think it was funny, but as I got older I started to understand it, and now I fully support it. The main thing, guys, is not to grow old in heart. . That's when the soul grows old, that's all, Trynd. . .
Now the movie itself. I read somewhere again that he was a hit. But for me, it's not a hit, a tough middle man. Mithun plays the policeman (of course, the archa principled and super incorruptible) Amar, who against his will (!) was not married to the one he was going to marry. He had a girlfriend, Anita (Ashwini Bhave), the daughter of a criminal official or police officer (played by Raza Murad). But his father insisted that Amar marry someone else. The girl Anita swelled with grief, hung out in clubs, and then left the house, where - unknown. Since Amar was mainly engaged in dispersing local hoops and petty criminals (in these skirmishes he was usually cool and won, for which he received his nickname - the Cheetah), when confronted with the tough authorities of the criminal world, he raked in full. The family died and Amar fell into a coma. Horror, horror... But good would not be good if it did not win. Meeting with Anita, who suddenly gave up drinking and dragging around clubs, finished her medical studies and became a doctor, brought Amara back to life. And at the end, yeah! Sweet, sweet revenge for family and myself, and at the same time for world peace.
What I liked: Mithun himself. Of course, we always like him in every movie, whether he’s 20 or 60. Here he is still in shape, but the fights, of course, staged. Which you'd expect. Suddenly (!!!) I liked Ashwini Bhava, even though I always considered her a pale copy of Madhuri Dixit. She's very beautiful and she dances well. I liked Gulshan Grover as a friend of Amar, the service he rendered to Amar is invaluable. He's always playing some maniac or stupid thugs. Well, Prem Chopra, as always, as a nasty crime don. There were so many roles he had, I can’t count. He lived in this image for 30 years. I also liked the music videos and dances, and Mithun himself in these dances. The way he was rehabing, strong scenes. . .
What I didn’t like: the plot, of course, is banal, but much to expect from the films of that time and those directors, I think, is an empty matter. It always seemed like we had seen it somewhere. A lot of the movies were like a piggyback. By the way, today’s Bollywood movies are sinning, don’t you think? The image of Mithun as a brave guy is already familiar to us, so nothing new. But Mithunomans must watch.
8 out of 10