Cast:
Amitabh Bachchan, Akshay Kumar, Juhi Chawla, Karisma
Kapoor, Mohinish Behl, Rakhee, Simone Singh, Kunika,
Kanika Lal Ashish Vidyarthi, Shakti Kapoor, Anang Desai.
Director: Suneel Darshan
Music: Nadeem Shravan
Lyrics: Sameer
Rating: 2.5/5
The
title "Ek Rishta" is a bit of a misnomer for
this Suneel Darshan directed film. For instead of one
rishta the film has rather a multitude of rishtas that
form the complex cobweb of relations between the various
characters in the film as they go about loving and feuding,
regretting and forgiving. Looks like Suneel Darshan,
after tasting success with Jaanwar, let the animal loose
within him.
Suneel
Darshan had all the ingredients to make a blockbuster-a
celluloid virtuoso like Big B, a bevy of willowy beauties
Karisma, Juhi and Simone Singh and, last but not the
least, the 'khiladi' Akshay Kumar. But despite such
an impressive ensemble "Ek Rishta" turns out
to be quite a disappointing fare.
The
director convincingly draws the picture of the Kapoor
family at the center of which is the stern and patriarchal
head Vijay Kapoor (Amitabh Bachchan) a successful businessman
who made his wealth from a scratch with hardwork and
dedication. Amitabh Bachchan steals the thunder with
his emphatic presence throughout the film. How he stares,
wears the haughty mien of a proud father and over confident
businessman is just laudable and surprisingly Akshay
Kumar has reciprocated his intensity in equal measure.
Rakhee
in the role of Pratima, Vijay Kapoor's loving wife,
his intrinsic strength, looks too pallid and wan. And
Karisma is wasted as the "just-for-the-heck-of-it"
Akshay's lover girl, the day dreaming bahu of the Kapoors.
It's totally odd that Nisha is lost in her reverie,
gamboling around the beaches singing "Dil Lagaane
Ki Saza" with Ajay while the Kapoor's are hit by
a spate of adversities.
Suneel
Darshan had a good idea and a good plot on his mind.
He started fine delineating the life in Kapoors' household,
their three daughters Priti (Juhi Chawla), Priya (Simone
Singh) and Rani (Kanika Kohli) and their only son Ajay
who joins the family business after studying abroad
for a degree in IT and Management. The only two outsiders
so-to-speak are Nisha (Karishma), Ajay's wife, and Rajesh
Purohit, who plays the Kapoor's son-in-law.
Where
the director failed is he made the whole affair too
schmaltzy and thought it necessary to bring friction
in every relation.
It's
a bit awkward that Vijay Kapoor puts all his trust in
his son-in-law Rajesh Purohit (Mohnish Behl) but he
doesn't approve of his own son's business tactics. Through
an incident of beating up union leader in the factory,
director marks the beginning of the wedge between the
father-son duo until their big egos drive them apart
and Ajay chooses to live separately. Ajay even marries
Nisha without his parents' consent and presence.
On
the other hand the once-ideal Kapoor family begins to
fall like a house of cards. Kapoors are unaware that
Rajesh is embezzling their wealth in the garb of a well-wisher.
Soon there are hordes of creditors knocking at Vijay
Kapoor's door and complaining of the bouncing cheques
et al while the incredulous Vijay Kapoor sits aghast
with just one name on his lips-Rajesh.
And
when it comes to the limit of auctioning the Kapoor's
house the prodigal son returns home to safeguard his
ghar-ki-izzat. But it takes some time and a few incidents
before the father-son duo join hands once again to restore
their honor. But the story is not over yet. Trouble
now comes from Nisha's front. She doesn't approve of
her hubby returning to his parents' house and files
for divorce or is forced to file for one. A rift between
Ajay and his wife?
There
just seems to be no end to this cobweb of relations
gone sour. Suneel Darshan seems to have overdone it.
Summary
is that the film lacks singular flow, the screenplay
is void of much continuity and editing is dappled with
jerks. The story doesn't have any fluidity and often
hops from one scene to another without congruity. And
Nadeem-Shravan's music score is simply corny but somehow
bearable.
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