Karan Vishwanath Kashyap delivers a piece that makes you cringe in almost every scene
Akshaye Khanna, Supriya Pathak, Satish Kaushik, and Rakesh Bedi- one question to all of them. Which household expenses were they burdened with that they signed this film? Akshaye is the producer of the film. Can you beat that? Sab Kushal Mangal has nothing ‘kushal‘ or ‘mangal‘. The moment the film touches 15 mins mark, you want to get out of the theaters. This is clearly not how the first film Friday of 2020 should have been.
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The plot revolves around groom kidnapping. The kingpin of one such gang is a politician Baba Bhandari (Akshaye Khanna). Pappu Mishra (Priyaank Sharma) is a star journalist who exposes him on his channel. Bhandari kidnaps Mishra to get him married to Mandira (Riva Kishan) and the love story and complexities follow when Baba falls in love with Mandira himself.
Brijendra Kala (undoubtedly a great actor) and Kashyap’s writing lacks essence, potential, and any substance to make you connect to anything in the film. The film however doesn’t disappoint. It lives up to the expectations. Even the people associated with the film wouldn’t have had any hopes from the film after the trailers went out.
The entire screenplay is disjointed. Everything happens just randomly. Mundane characters pop up out of nowhere. The moment you even try and associate yourself with someone on screen, he/she is gone and someone else comes up. The plot has nothing novel in its structure or premise; and you’re simply bored. Don’t even think of finding anything fresh or something that you haven’t seen before. Even that wouldn’t have been an issue had the execution been convincing and gripping.
The messaging about groom kidnapping or the talks of morality are fake and artificial. Of course the issues is being talked about all across, but doesn’t make any impact whatsoever. Try finding one positive and you won’t be able to go further than Akshaye Khanna.
Imagine a Bhojpuri film and lower it down in standards. That’s Sab Kushal Mangal for you. The film moves at a snail pace and doesn’t offer anything in terms of any cinematic value after a point. And that point comes quite early on. Even when the film tries to stand on its feet and walk, the pathetic visual appeal lets it all down.
The writing also attempts comedy through Satish Kaushik and Supriya Pathak. Although they perform well, the written material is shrivelled and you don’t even smile, forget laughing. The second half is particularly over stretched, over exaggerated and over dramatic.
Is this the same Akshaye Khanna who you respect immensely? If yes, why did he even put his money into this? Undoubtedly, he is the only relief in this laid back film by giving you a decent time with his correct sense of acting. There are scenes where you actually like him and enjoy watching his act.
Priyaank Sharma is just okay. Not even a point more than that. So is Riva Kishan. The newcomers don’t deliver any promise. Clearly half-hearted.
Satish Kaushik and Supriya Pathak clearly under perform but it’s not their mistake. The content supplied to them is crawls at every line. There is however a scene where Kaushik speaks Urdu. It’s indeed very good.
Rakesh Bedi is underutilized. Sad. Ishtiyak Khan is hilarious. He is wonderful.
Music by Harshit Saxena has been inserted because it’s Bollywood. It does nothing more than adding to the already troubling length. The songs and their lyrics are meant to be despised. Even after trying hard, you just can’t like any of the tracks. Their execution on screen too is plain and flat, at times loathsome. Even the background score by Raju Singh has been given as if on gunpoint. There is a constant track being played in a major portion that makes no sense.
Cinematography by Sachin Krishn is amatuer. The colors are too tawdry. Futile. Serve no purpose. Production design from Tariq Umar Khan comes straight from some showy mentality of one individual who just wants to finish his/her job without any intent to make it count for the film.
Editing by Prashant Singh Rathore can’t be blamed, not for a second. The plot is crippling in every shot. What can the editor do here? It is just okay for the material it was provided with.
2020 is here. First film of the lot is here. How does this set the tone for the colossal year that stays right in front of us? Find hope. But do not watch this one.