Akbar Ali(Mamooty) see his Family murdered and he grow through pain all through the time. The Grudge and pain can't releive him, so decides to wreaks vengeance on the men that crunched his past, he decides join them silently and he gradually he turns out to be a don of fearful repute. In the nineties, he shifts base to Mangalore from Mumbai, and forms a peace treaty with the two Parties of Mangalore - Mani Menon (Kunchan) and Uncle Sam (John Paul). Things did go well, until Anto Pandhare (Shekhar Menon), Uncle Sam's godson enters in the play.
Story revolves the same like ganster story, tale is portrayed on Mangalore port, and has zilch new to offer. This time something that changes is the focus from regular movie, and this is where director Aashiq Abu does the trick everyone and his leap in the making of gangster saga whacks into the stands. Here is something he made audience thinking and deflects the peopes taste from general audiences.
He takes off to Ajmer, and after a song, and some therapy later, lands back in Mangalore, with a single mantra chant flowing from his lips - that of revenge. Sadly though, this is the sole merit of the film that takes a while - the entire first half, in fact - to get its feet on the ground. By then, the man has had his share of losses, and the wait starts for his rejuvenation.
The extensive periods of silence with a slow, whirring background score playing through, soon start getting on your nerves, and with the action showing little progress, the film even threatens to be a mere collage of a few disjointed shots thrown together. The shallowness of the script is evident throughout, and the odd dialogues that crop up every now and then are a respite at times, and a blight at others. Quite obviously, this isn't a film that banks on its one-liners, and those of you who are on the lookout for some dhamakedaar dialogue-maari are in for a big disappointment.
With the narration starting off in full swing with some awesome animation to boot, it all looked set to be a monster of an entertainer. As minutes kept passing the thrill in this style and action gradually dissipiated and in no time, the energy burned out, and it all ends up as a shadow of a whimper. And we have seen them all, and by all, I mean pretty much all of it.
I guess a decree of sorts exists that categorize the women in gangster films into two categories - the ones that would be bumped off without a second thought, and the others who are destined to seductively adorn the villain's den. Sana Muhammed (Nyla Usha) falls into the former class, while Lily (Aparna Gopinath) almost makes it to the second group.
Here is an experiment that seems to have gone all wrong, and in effort to be realistic to the core, attempts are made to lend some flesh and bone to each one of those characters that hover around the background. The classic case is that of Vidhura, a widowed cop who has recently got married, and whose bride has a tough time managing his son, who is badly missing his mom.
Surprisingly, 'Gangster' does not come across as a visual treat either, and there is no visual wizardry on show. I wonder if this is a deliberate ploy, and the stealth and sneakiness are retained to the core, as Alby's camera looms large over the Mangalorean landscape like a mobster on the prowl. With several sequences strewn together almost haphazardly, 'Gangster' at times leaves the audience dazed, and the editing one wishes, could have been much crisper.
Mammootty looks dashing as Akbar Ali, and yet there is no missing the lost look that creeps into his eyes every now and then. Shekhar Menon is quite impactful as the stout baddie, and Kunchan, Hareesh Peradi and John Paul impress among the supporting cast. Nyla Usha and Aparna Gopinath - well, they're there.
Nothing more, nothing less. The even saga that painfully persists throughout, the mindless gunshots and blood splatter and the sodden predictability together blow up this film beyond recognition. And in no matter of time the amount of crashing and crunching can salvage an entertainer from the massive debris that it leaves behind.
Rating:**
Story revolves the same like ganster story, tale is portrayed on Mangalore port, and has zilch new to offer. This time something that changes is the focus from regular movie, and this is where director Aashiq Abu does the trick everyone and his leap in the making of gangster saga whacks into the stands. Here is something he made audience thinking and deflects the peopes taste from general audiences.
He takes off to Ajmer, and after a song, and some therapy later, lands back in Mangalore, with a single mantra chant flowing from his lips - that of revenge. Sadly though, this is the sole merit of the film that takes a while - the entire first half, in fact - to get its feet on the ground. By then, the man has had his share of losses, and the wait starts for his rejuvenation.
The extensive periods of silence with a slow, whirring background score playing through, soon start getting on your nerves, and with the action showing little progress, the film even threatens to be a mere collage of a few disjointed shots thrown together. The shallowness of the script is evident throughout, and the odd dialogues that crop up every now and then are a respite at times, and a blight at others. Quite obviously, this isn't a film that banks on its one-liners, and those of you who are on the lookout for some dhamakedaar dialogue-maari are in for a big disappointment.
With the narration starting off in full swing with some awesome animation to boot, it all looked set to be a monster of an entertainer. As minutes kept passing the thrill in this style and action gradually dissipiated and in no time, the energy burned out, and it all ends up as a shadow of a whimper. And we have seen them all, and by all, I mean pretty much all of it.
I guess a decree of sorts exists that categorize the women in gangster films into two categories - the ones that would be bumped off without a second thought, and the others who are destined to seductively adorn the villain's den. Sana Muhammed (Nyla Usha) falls into the former class, while Lily (Aparna Gopinath) almost makes it to the second group.
Here is an experiment that seems to have gone all wrong, and in effort to be realistic to the core, attempts are made to lend some flesh and bone to each one of those characters that hover around the background. The classic case is that of Vidhura, a widowed cop who has recently got married, and whose bride has a tough time managing his son, who is badly missing his mom.
Surprisingly, 'Gangster' does not come across as a visual treat either, and there is no visual wizardry on show. I wonder if this is a deliberate ploy, and the stealth and sneakiness are retained to the core, as Alby's camera looms large over the Mangalorean landscape like a mobster on the prowl. With several sequences strewn together almost haphazardly, 'Gangster' at times leaves the audience dazed, and the editing one wishes, could have been much crisper.
Mammootty looks dashing as Akbar Ali, and yet there is no missing the lost look that creeps into his eyes every now and then. Shekhar Menon is quite impactful as the stout baddie, and Kunchan, Hareesh Peradi and John Paul impress among the supporting cast. Nyla Usha and Aparna Gopinath - well, they're there.
Nothing more, nothing less. The even saga that painfully persists throughout, the mindless gunshots and blood splatter and the sodden predictability together blow up this film beyond recognition. And in no matter of time the amount of crashing and crunching can salvage an entertainer from the massive debris that it leaves behind.
Rating:**
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