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By Taran
Adarsh, May 9, 2008 - 11:41 IST
 By a strange co-incidence, the new releases of last
two Fridays have been poor clones of the 1970s/80s
formula. Two weeks ago TASHAN and last week's MR.
WHITE MR. BLACK were perfect examples of outdated
cinema trying to make a foothold in the multiplex era,
but in vain. Now add JIMMY to this list!
JIMMY is meant to be the launch of a star-kid [Mimoh
Chakraborty], but the question that crosses your mind
constantly is, is the script befitting the launch of a
star-kid in the first place? Does it do justice to the
debutante's skills? Most importantly, how could a
veteran, experienced Mithun Chakraborty okay such a
shoddy script for his son's launch?
One look at Mimoh and you know that given the right
roles, he can work wonders. So why a tacky script in
the first place? He deserved better! The screenplay of
JIMMY is an assemblage of the numerous masala films
we've visited since time immemorial. The main betrayer
here is its concept that has already passed the expiry
date. And even a majestic tower will fall if the very
foundations are weak.
Look at the cinema being churned out these days. Newer
concepts, newer ideas, newer stories are the order of
the day. The multiplex era has taken over completely.
There's just no room for mediocrity any longer. In
such a scenario, JIMMY looks like a fish out of water,
an obsolete product that stands no chance in today's
times.
Sorry, you just don't feel like humming the popular
Mithun track 'Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy, aaja aaja aaja' for
this one!
 In the dead of the night, a young woman's dead body is
uncovered by the police. All leads point towards Jimmy
[Mimoh Chakraborty]. A mechanical engineer in day and
DJ by night, Jimmy works hard to pay off the debts his
late father [Prithvi] left behind. While everybody is
shocked, Jimmy owns up to the murder and is sentenced
to death.
Why did Jimmy commit such a heinous crime? Only Jimmy
knows the truth. In a sudden twist of fate, Jimmy
realizes in jail that he has been drawn into a vicious
conspiracy.
It's important to change with the times, but writer
Ranbir Pushp seems to be stuck in the bygone era. It's
perfectly okay to pay homage to the cinema of yore,
but the material should at least make sense. In JIMMY,
it doesn't.
Frankly, nothing works in this fare, except, to an
extent, Mimoh. Director Raj N.C. Sippy faces a major
roadblock in the form of the written material. Music
is strictly okay, with 'Marhaba' being the only track
that demands your attention in terms of orchestration
[foot-tapping] and also choreography [excellent].
Cinematography is fair.
 All eyes are on Mimoh and right so. The youngster
needs to take care of his styling and makeup, but
let's give him the due -- he has the potential. Only
thing, he needs a better vehicle to drive into the
audience's heart. His expressions are okay, his
dialogue delivery can be brushed up, he needs to lose
weight. But there's something in this boy that makes
you give him a second look, despite a pathetic script.
He has the energy, but it needs to be tapped in the
right direction.
New-find Vivana is a pretty face, but not an actor.
Zulfi Syed hams to the hilt. Rahul Dev is wasted. And
what did Shakti Kapoor see in this role? Ehsaan Khan
and Vikas Kalantri do not perform either.
On the whole, JIMMY is a poor show all the way. The
script disappoints, not the star-kid [Mimoh]. The film
may not have a future, but the star-kid does!
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