A horror story in the tradition of ‘Nagin’ this amateurish effort has a bunch of documentary film crew members headed into the interiors of India. Enroute they encounter a snake, an old man and a villain called Bhairav who happens to have awoken from a tapasya. Bhairav wants to become Kaal Bhairav and for that he needs the powers of a mani (a diamond) possessed by an ichchadari nagin couple.
One of the women from the documentary crew, the anchor (Kalpana Pandit) to be precise, has some connection to the ‘mani’, which becomes clear when she sees visions in broad daylight and fancies herself as a snake catcher. The narrative jumps onto the reincarnation wagon and even gets the boyfriend (Abrar Zahoor) possessed by an evil spirit.
The story is total kitsch, the narration is terribly slack and lack-lustre and the performances are just a tad too timid to be convincing. Kalpana Pandit does a take on Sridevi, but it’s so badly done that it’s laughable. Even the solo dance (reminiscent of Sridevi’s in ‘Chandni) does little to redeem the enjoyment.
The screenplay is far too loose to amount to a credible experience. The characters are also too loosely drawn to warrant empathy or understanding. The romantic interludes appear ridiculous. The songs are also quite a strain on the ears. The camerawork, the editing and the production values are way too substandard for the cinemas. This one is best left to the video parlour circuit!