The men have no such overarching narrative requirements. There is a visible Indira-ism to her look, just as there is a touch of Jayalalitha to her rival Reema Sen's visage: the wife and the mistress, the mothers presiding over the great, guttural divide. Huma Qureshi's Mohsina is a plucky stunner who fearlessly keeps Faizal on a leash, while the marvellous Richa Chaddha, the highlight of Part One, impressively evolves into a sunken-eyed but perenially confident matriarch. The women are as important to the proceedings as the men, if not more, even if deprived of screentime. When on the Three:Ten To Huma, so to speak. With the ruthlessness of a pissed-off panther, Siddiqui's Faizal goes on the warpath, a natural despot softened only when rushing towards his voluptuous lady. It is here that we see the uncaged intensity of Nawazuddin Siddiqui, alone reason enough for this film to be celebrated. Younger brother Faizal, forever crafting a mix for his chillam, couldn't care less until events - and a scornful mother - jolt him out of stoned apathy. Manoj Bajpai, patriarch of the first film, is gunned down a la Sonny Corleone, his sudden death immediately turning his eldest son, Danish (a compellingly great Vineet Singh) into a slaphappy Sonny himself. This one's a ride - albeit not one for the queasy of stomach or the impatient of bladder. Everyone's having a blast (often literally) and while these savage characters inexplicably decide, after a while, to hold off on the actual revenge angle of the saga, the digressions are often written, performed and shot with enough ingenuity and cinematic panache for the story not to matter. His badlands have now more puns than guns, and there is much ludicrousness on offer. Part of this is because Kashyap, in pulling out all the stops, seems content here to let his madcap characters actually enjoy themselves a great deal, making for a far sillier - and decidedly more joyous - cinematic universe. Having dispensed with the potatoes, this film's pretty much all meat.
Gangs Of Wasseypur II is a damned sight better than the first part, because a lot of the cumbersome subtext is already out of the way when the impressively visceral khoon-kharaba of the second film begins.
Who shot first isn't as important as whose shot looked sexier.Īnd lest that sound like a deterrent, I assure you it isn't.
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That is strictly all we need to know, the rest falling into place as it goes along.īackstories and complicated genealogies are frankly rather extraneous in this bloody, bullet-riddled Anurag Kashyap world, where we choose our allegiances to characters based on the movie stars they idolise and the songs they hum. G angs of Wasseypur II plunges straight into action, rendering the first part nearly redundant.Ī man dies, and revenge is sought. Anurag Kashyap shines once again in the concluding part of Gangs of Wasseypur even though the film is a tad too long, writes Raja Sen.