- Release Date: 06/03/2020
- Cast: Tiger Shroff, Riteish Deshmukh, Shraddha Kapoor, Jameel Khoury, Jaideep Ahlawat, Vijay Varma, Disha Patani
- Director: Ahmed Khan
A two-hour-long TIKTOK cringe video with a-list stars giving “a-puke” performances
No matter how difficult it might be for me, I will try to keep my cool as I try to review this atrocity that is hard for me to call cinema. Ronnie (Tiger) and Vikram (Riteish) are sons of fallen cop Jackie Shroff who died gloriously defending common men from rioters. Ronnie is the tough kid while Vikram is the irritatingly subdued and cry-baby. Before dying, Jackie Shroff makes Ronnie promise that he will take care of Vikram through the rest of their lives. The two grow up and through some insane twists and turns, Vikram becomes a cop. At this point I suspended my disbeliefs related to how Vikram made the cut, how he completed the training being how he is etc. Once Vikram becomes a cop, Ronnie makes his brother a hero by bashing up bad guys and saving families on his behest letting him be the hero. In doing so, the two rub the wrong guys in the worst possible ways. Surprise! Surprise! There are no evident repercussions to that.
Vikram is sent to Syria for some routine paperwork on an Indian terrorist called IPL (Jaideep Ahlawat). I am dead serious about that. This dude is called IPL and we are supposed to take him seriously. Oh! and before I forget, Ronnie and Vikram dispatch IPL’s younger brother to hell for a crime he had committed years ago before Vikram starts for Syria. The slain brother is played by the same guy who got thrashed by Kabir Singh twice (once in the opening football match and then for throwing colors on Preeti on a “Holi” day). How come no one is standing up for this guy like everyone is against the Preeti’s slapping by Kabir Singh? I truly feel bad for him. Chuckle! Chuckle!
Moving along, Vikram arrives in Syria and while on a video call with Ronnie is thrashed and kidnapped by a la-Baghdadi character called Abu Jalal (Jameel Khoury). Tiger promises to the goons in a Taken-esc manner that he will kill them before they reply in a very well-known “Good Luck”. Tiger arrives in Syria with a truckload of liability called Sia (Shraddha Kapoor) who in Baaghi could kick a few butts but here is forced to censor her own mouth let alone throw any punches. The two meet an obvious Pakistani aide to an Indian brother who instantly becomes a huge helping hand and, for no reason, risks his everything for Ronnie to find his brother. The basic premise is set for what this film wanted to be at by the 1 hour 30 minutes mark and the rest of the film is one mind-numbing and ear-splitting run of Tiger Shroff from one hilarious action set piece to another culminating in a climax that for me generated more laughs than a Kapil Sharma act in Comedy Circus.
Ahmed Khan is an action director and it is evident that his primary concern is to get from one action set piece to another and make Tiger Shroff look alluring as he goes about bashing the bad guys and everything that they throw at him. There are however two problems to that. Action set pieces work only when they are backed by proper emotions that led to them in the first place. To prove my point, I will cite the action sequence from Baaghi 2 in the police station which till date remains my favorite action set piece of the whole Baaghi franchise. It is so because that fight was backed by raw and unperturbed angst that Ronnie felt when the love of his life, who was now a wife and a distraught mother was being insulted in the crudest manner possible by a cop. Every blow that he lands has the weight of that emotion behind it and that worked wonders for the sequence. I wish I could say the same about a single sequence in Baaghi 3, but I cannot.
Action works or should I say “only works” when you have a story and a screenplay that makes it feel necessary. For me, Action is something that cannot be taken as a joke or in a lighthearted manner. In Baaghi 3, the director, in trying to appease the frontbenchers makes a film that makes a caricature of everything that it stands for. It may seem alluring to the ones who just walked into the theater to shout and catcall but will be disgusting for anyone who cares for films or filmmaking. Nothing in the story or screenplay of Baaghi 3 made the action sequences warranted or for that matter believable. Thus, it will be safe to say that Ahmed Khan failed both as a director and an action director in this film.
Every actor in the film does a terrible job with their respective performances. I won’t even care to speak about Shraddha Kapoor and Ankita Lokhande who are barely there. Riteish Deshmukh is a wonderful actor who can tickle our funny bones or send a chill down our spines when he wants to but his character here is so retarded and annoying that every time, he opened his mouth I felt like showing my shoes in it. Jaideep Ahlawat, another fine actor must have done this film for money. His character is nothing and has a change of heart that is so sudden and shocking that it will give viewers a brain-attack. Vijay Varma, one of my favorite actors of recent times is another huge letdown. It would be better put to say that the way his character is written didn’t let him do anything.
Tiger Shroff, who is present in nearly every scene of the film needs to learn that acrobatics alone is not acting. He has the dramatic range of a honey-badger and that cripples him every time he tries to look sad, on the edge, tender or anything else other than “RAMBO”. There is a strange constipated look on his face that made me laugh my heart out every time he tried to act deep and dramatic. His toned and well-oiled body might be a catalyst for his female fans to drool over but that doesn’t do anything for the film. Having said that, I see no reason to criticize him for lack of acting prowess after what he did in Student of the Year 2.
Final words. It’s insulting even to try to review this film as there is essentially nothing to review in it. The ones who will read this review will never go for this film and the ones who will go for this film might not have read their board books let alone this review. Baaghi 3 is the kind of film that will damage your brain cells and scar you for life. It is neither entertaining nor paisa vassool. It is even blasphemous to call it cinema. The best way to sum it up would be to call it A two-hour-long TIKTOK cringe video with a-list stars giving “a-puke” performances. Whether you choose to watch it or not is something I leave on your fine sense of judgment.
Rating: 1/5 (1 out of 5 Star)