Jagga Jasoos Movie Review: Unproductive, largely unentertaining fantasy yarn

Film: Jagga Jasoos

Cast: Ranbir Kapoor, Katrina Kaif, Sayani Gupta, Saurabh Shukla, Adah Sharma, Saswata Chatterjee, Kiran Srinivas

Director: Anurag Basu

Anurag Basu, the writer director of this fantasy indulgence may have scored a decent draw with his imminently likeable and melodious ‘Barfi’ but his daringly different, foolishly over-indulgent musical fantasy, ‘Jagga Jasoos’ is unlikely to get anywhere close to achieving even that.

Jagga is supposed to be a gifted teenager and he is played by Ranbir Kapoor who does still manage to retain his child-like enthusiasm but the adult body doesn’t quite fit in. And neither do the other students in the pack look like teenagers- Not by a long shot. And this, in spite of the DI team doing its best to make them look the part. Shruti (Katrina Kaif), the intrepid storyteller, teacher/reporter sets us off in the general direction of a search and find adventure. The person we are looking for is none other than Jagga’s foster father Tooty-footy (Saswata Chatterjee) who has been presumed dead by a newspaper obit inserted by the comic villain (Saurabh Shukla) himself.

That apart ‘Jagga Jasoos’ is riddled with problems too many for comfort. The story is a hotchpotch of borrowed ideas, the narrative- meant to be quirky and excitable, is juvenile and unexciting and the music – supposedly the backbone of the film, has nothing impressive in its score. The production values though are pretty stuffed up. Ravi Verman’s cinematography, exotic locales and the colour palette are very much a visual treat.

Ranbir performs with effortless ease but asking him, a 30-year-old, to look like a teenager was asking for the impossible. Our filmmakers fail to understand the art of casting. For them, a star is more valuable than a character and that’s a pity. Katrina looks cute and bubbles up with energy from time to time but there’s little in her role to note. The film isn’t able to drum up any adventure that is exciting enough and neither is there any great emotional heft in the byplay.

The infantile antics also grave unbearably on your already frayed nerves. Anurag loses control over the material in his efforts to make a song and dance of all and sundry. What starts off as quirkily becomes painful and humour dulls down to an unbearable ache. And with a runtime that stretches all the way nearer to three hours, there’s not going to be any patience to sit through this corpulent, unproductive and largely unentertaining fantasy yarn!

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