Vinci Da – a film review
Vinci
Da is a black ‘n white thriller in colour by Srijit Mukherjee under the banner of SVF Entertainment
Pvt Ltd. Srijit has been playing with the genre of suspense and thrill
for some time and is trying to perfect the art of making it his characteristic
brand to intrigue and electrify his
viewers.
In my opinion, in his attempt to do
so, earlier with Baishe Srabon and Chotushkon, he had often slipped
somewhere in delivering the right pace and thrust that diluted the volume of
intensity for the two previous thrillers. Vinci
Da is a slight improvement on that.
Shot on a shoe string budget, with
artistes and not ‘stars’, Vinci Da has succeeded in capturing the attention of
the audience with its open deliberation and candid confessions of a serial
killer, perhaps a technique never tried before in Tollywood.
The plot is a simple, awkward theme
of revenge born out of a mind that is psychologically deranged. Caught in the
web of this mephistophelian scheme is a somewhat naïve makeup artist in search
of appreciation and recognition. The devil with his dark intentions and the
master artist with his plain dreams form a team to do the unthinkable.
The film’s most noteworthy aspect
is the acting of the two most powerful actors in Tollywood today, sans glamour
or fetish. Rudranil as Vinci Da touches you with every gesture and look in his
eyes. His ecstasy and agony are palpable. Ritwick as Adi Bose, is hypnotic with
his obsession in his breed of ‘ubermenchen’ to deliver justice in society. He captivates
you with the roguish twinkle in his eyes and we know at once who we are up
against here. Anirban shines as the nonchalant and ruthless Inspector Poddar who
doesn’t mince his words. Needless to say, Riddhi’s short but brutal presence
adds to the horror element of the movie quite adequately.
The script is smooth and tight. The
love between Vinci Da and his lady love, Jaya (Shohini), add some colour and
relief to this otherwise predictable drama of crime. The conflict in the story
is more than just between right or wrong. It is the conflict between the ego
and alter ego; between justice and sinful acts of offense; between love and
hate that render life a bit askew for some who see nothing but black and white
shadows dancing on the wall or dream impossible dreams.
Frankly speaking, there seemed
something lacking in the story and its execution, in spite of everything going
for the same. Maybe it’s the spark that a thriller requires to ignite your
involvement as a viewer. The dialogue, however, seemed forced at times in the
mouths of some ordinary characters who don’t speak but scream. And definitely
Srijit is no Ray to get the best acting out of all and sundry to make you feel
part of the story. He is a craftsman first and a story-teller next who must attach
a soul to the story to draw his viewers.
Kolkata
April 27, 2019
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