Director: Madhur Bhandarkar
Cast: Priyanka Chopra, Kangana Ranaut, Mugdha Godse
Madhur Bhandarkar is a good storyteller. The only problem he has is that he narrates the story in the same way. And that often leads to monotony. And within that monotony, he has the skill to sustain your interest. This director’s much-talked about Fashion is made exactly the way Chandni Bar, Page 3 and Corporate have been, and yet, it keeps you hooked as the director exposes yet another reality – the grime behind the glitz and glamour of the fashion world, the sweat behind the sweet success.
As Meghan Mathur (Priyanka Chopra) reaches Mumbai from Chandigarh to make it as the super model and replace the reigning supermodel Shonali (Kangana Ranaut). She does so with a few predictable compromises. Its about her first revealing dresses for modelling, the first drink, the first puff, the first acceptance and the first rejection, the first under-eye circle, the first fall from the grace and the first realisation. Then, there is everything that you read in tabloids – the gay models and designers, the use of foreign street garments as ones’ label, the big brands that break or make a supermodel’s career, the filthy-mouthed, uncouth and illiterate model coordinators, the expensive fashion photographers, the fashion magazine editors and the perfect tailors and drapers who are the actual heroes.
And we thought it was Meghna, who finally emerges as the winner in both moral and fashion terms, but it is someone else. We loved Priyanka, who speaks with her beautiful eyes, but ends up messing up with facial expressions. We shed tears with her when she loses her ramp because of a haughty designer, we cry with her when with tears in her eyes on a dead friend and model, she walks the ramp as the show stopper. And yet, it is Kangana Ranaut, who takes the cake as the arrogant show stopper, as the jilted lover, as a drug-addict and a looser on the ramp.
Debutante Mugdha Godse, the model-turned actor, thankfully, is an addition to the league of so-few good actors in Bollywood.
But, how much we missed those fourth-class employees, drivers and servants who brought a dash of humour in Madhur’s other films.
And how much we wished he had shown how the aspiring Meghna learn the basics of the fashion world like ramp walking and dress rehearsals.
Her progress as the promising model is as fast as slow the climax scene is – so much so that the beautiful song ‘mar Jaanwa’ is somewhere lost in the last scene.
Arjan Bajwa as struggling model, Kitu Gidwani and Chitrashi Rawat as model coordinators, Ashwin Mushran as tailor and Harsh Chaya as gay designer, deserve kudos for their natural acting skills. A few smart cuts on the editing table would have made it length-wise too.
It’s clearly a film for the classes, and all of those who would want to have a green room view of the world of fashion.
Watch it because very few dare to tell you the truth without the fear of losing the audiences.
Rana Siddiqui Zaman