If you want to live, you can. ! The film, although combative, is not replete with cool special effects, chases, hand-to-hand fights, which are already enough in Indian commercial cinema. And perhaps not all fans of modern blockbusters will like it. The film did not disappoint me at all. There is enough energy in it, and this, old-fashioned - dynamic, in the style of the 70-80s. The film is about the time when in the poorest quarter of Dugdy several free hunters formed a gang. The film is largely devoid of that charm, where its fronts are pressed to various fairy tales with tenderness and primitively contrived intrigue. This is an absolutely realistic spectacle of criminal life in the metropolis. Unpampered by life, the boys seek their advantage in the mafia structure and dream of taking their rightful place under the sun in the criminal hierarchy of Mumbai. In order to achieve their goal, they do not shun anything. Beginning with every little thing in the future, as in any gangster movie, the appetites grow more and more. And now they have a great task ahead of them. And it seems that the mighty fortress of Ibrahim Daud himself, the uncrowned king of the Mumbai criminal community, has already been shaken. Which dashing people are ready to board. The film has a great picture. But I do not mean those colorful panels, against the background of which love and romantic passions with an admixture of crime flare up. And I mean a very decent version of reality, shot not in beautiful pavilions, but on dirty streets, in intricate kitchens with dead rats. For our heroes, this unfortunate circumstance for many is not the most terrible. In the film there are other, much more terrible circumstances and ruthless scenes of violence. Violence in the film is enough and this completely deprives the viewer of the opportunity to show at least the slightest sympathy for the characters. I am not going to give an ethical assessment of their actions, everything is clear with this.
It is unclear how such a triumphant and delightful ascent to the Olympus will end, first in the criminal and then in the political life of the main character in the film. We are talking about a real-life gangster Arun Gulab Gavli performed by Indian film star Arjuna Rampal. Anyone who turned on the TV at least once a week could watch it in an advertisement for a deodorant from a well-known company. But in this film, Arjun is a complete contrast to the smoothly shaved and quite safe, like his deodorant, type. He is not safe here, but his metamorphosis only adds to his charisma. To me something, I don’t even know what, perhaps the atmosphere, the plot and its kind of anti-glamorous visual film seemed familiar. Perhaps in some places it is similar to the films about Oliver Twist and his whole gang of juvenile and high-aged criminals operating in the mud and stench of London. The same smoky and oily air, which is constantly torn by swearing, the same sullen people and weighty glances and endless fuss. All this evokes quite vivid associations and echoes no longer with the Dickensian classics describing the life of workers, with the black pipes of neighborhoods. I do not want to dwell on the scenario nuances of the political and criminal activities of the criminal authority, because I do not know anything about it at all. It is enough that the film was shot based on real events. The dialogues were not always clear, not all the main performers can be remembered, for almost everything in India is one person, as one of the heroes of the gangster triumvirate jokingly noted. I want to end with a quote of a character from another film, which can be quite taken into the epigraph:
“The city is an evil force! The city is a terrible force. And the bigger the city, the stronger it is. He sucks. Only the strong can make it. ?