Naam Shabana

Just like the second kid can rarely be as good as the first one (hoping my sister is not reading this!) the sequel to a movie often doesn’t measure up to the expectations set by the original.

The Director tried to use Baby’s recipe, including many of the key cast members but wasn’t able to replicate the taut storyline and magic of Baby. Danny’s scenes got cut down from four to two, Manoj Bajpai has been added as another layer of administrativia, and Akshay Kumar has only been hired to hold Taapsee’s arm and drag her through buildings as if she can’t walk on her own. Also, who in the world hires someone as handsome as Prithviraj Sukumaran as the bad man?

Awkward dialogues, lack of a good story and absolutely no explanation as to why they needed to cast a woman in the role of the secret agent when Akshay Kumar could have done all she does makes this a meh watch. Everyone these days is just trying to ride on the feminism gravy train which failed in this case. (5/10)




Perceptions. Assumptions. Judgements. Opinions. Inferences. Expectations. Women, particularly Indian women, carry the weight of all of these on their back. She wears x, hence she must be y. She works in x, hence she must be y. She grew up in x, hence she must be y. The causal logic of Indian men – and not only Indian men – but Indian Society as a whole needs some much required interception.

I am not always a fan of Amitabh Bachchan’s acting but in Pink he shows great poise and his face says more than his words. The newer crop of Taapsee, Kirti and Angad also impress with their acting.

All come together in a court case that is a long discourse on morality. I hope everyone can learn a lesson from this –┬ámen that think of women as objects and women that exchange safety for coolness. (8/10)