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.

Dola Dutta Roy (c)
Kolkata
April 27, 2019

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