It is never easy when you foresee a flick to be a work of genius.
It is never easy when you face the reality of the flick not anywhere near brilliance.
That is what “Being Cyrus” was all about.
A host of accepted and extremely brilliant actors, a debut director promising freshness, cuts from a brilliant editor who did Pulp Fiction; it is just my humble self, which believed that the motion picture would exceptional.
It begins with a deserted shot (was it shot in a desert?) of Cyrus, probably in his 25th year of existence relating a story of how he met the Parsi family which was “later to become his family.” Family…ahem yes. The wife to become his secret love and the husband to become his guru! Then he goes to Mumbai to meet the grand old father of his guru to deliver a pack of chocolates, burgers, drinks…with an ultimate motive of "eliminating" him…Wah!
It is a continuous story telling of Cyrus doing this, Cyrus doing that, Cyrus went to Mumbai, Cyrus giving chocolates to a street woman …Ok! We understand it is called “Being Cyrus”…but what was Cyrus thinking when he played to his sister’s tunes? What was he thinking when he said, “I knew I could play Katie like a violin?” What is it that he was thinking aloud to the audience all the time when he knew that he was doing it all wrong!
I mean, it was confusing. Because:
- If you are hurt because you are doing something, then you have a choice of not doing it.
- If you are playing to the tunes of someone else, because the someone else means a lot to you, you still have the choice of talking back.
- If at 25, your past is haunting you, you do not go around "eliminating people", to make the world know you “finally arrived!”
Characters
Saif: What a waste! The character should have ideally been a character. With the same voice that buzzes in Kal Ho Na Ho, Saif relates the story with absolutely no relation to Cyrus!
Naseerudhin Shah: He was good. Mumbling all through, he portrayed the character of the world famous sculptor losing his brains, with perfection. One brilliant performer who says aloud with his presence that, “I am brilliant, even if my director is not.”
Dimple: Protruding b***s speaks louder and louder than her acting. She had a character, which could have been very well played. I am wondering why someone did not tell the woman that she is supposed to be hysterical most of the time, and hysterical did not mean overacting…She was better off selling candles!
Boman Irani: Came and went. However, wasted for a role like that. There was no space given to him and if there was a space, he would have done it with brilliance.
Simone Singh: Lovely performance. Lovely in her chic dresses, panicked expressions and strong dialogue delivery. Finally…
Not that I forgot some good performances, The father character, was well played, very well played. The police man, with full dedication to his role, but very theatrical in his performance.
Music: I don’t remember hearing any.
Editing: He cut and cut and cut and cut…finally it was only 90 minutes. God bless him!
Direction: I wish he knew what he was doing. He had everything a director could ask for, but he messed it up, big time!
Summary: Watch it; you will not lose anything else, other than money and some time!
It is never easy when you face the reality of the flick not anywhere near brilliance.
That is what “Being Cyrus” was all about.
A host of accepted and extremely brilliant actors, a debut director promising freshness, cuts from a brilliant editor who did Pulp Fiction; it is just my humble self, which believed that the motion picture would exceptional.
It begins with a deserted shot (was it shot in a desert?) of Cyrus, probably in his 25th year of existence relating a story of how he met the Parsi family which was “later to become his family.” Family…ahem yes. The wife to become his secret love and the husband to become his guru! Then he goes to Mumbai to meet the grand old father of his guru to deliver a pack of chocolates, burgers, drinks…with an ultimate motive of "eliminating" him…Wah!
It is a continuous story telling of Cyrus doing this, Cyrus doing that, Cyrus went to Mumbai, Cyrus giving chocolates to a street woman …Ok! We understand it is called “Being Cyrus”…but what was Cyrus thinking when he played to his sister’s tunes? What was he thinking when he said, “I knew I could play Katie like a violin?” What is it that he was thinking aloud to the audience all the time when he knew that he was doing it all wrong!
I mean, it was confusing. Because:
- If you are hurt because you are doing something, then you have a choice of not doing it.
- If you are playing to the tunes of someone else, because the someone else means a lot to you, you still have the choice of talking back.
- If at 25, your past is haunting you, you do not go around "eliminating people", to make the world know you “finally arrived!”
Characters
Saif: What a waste! The character should have ideally been a character. With the same voice that buzzes in Kal Ho Na Ho, Saif relates the story with absolutely no relation to Cyrus!
Naseerudhin Shah: He was good. Mumbling all through, he portrayed the character of the world famous sculptor losing his brains, with perfection. One brilliant performer who says aloud with his presence that, “I am brilliant, even if my director is not.”
Dimple: Protruding b***s speaks louder and louder than her acting. She had a character, which could have been very well played. I am wondering why someone did not tell the woman that she is supposed to be hysterical most of the time, and hysterical did not mean overacting…She was better off selling candles!
Boman Irani: Came and went. However, wasted for a role like that. There was no space given to him and if there was a space, he would have done it with brilliance.
Simone Singh: Lovely performance. Lovely in her chic dresses, panicked expressions and strong dialogue delivery. Finally…
Not that I forgot some good performances, The father character, was well played, very well played. The police man, with full dedication to his role, but very theatrical in his performance.
Music: I don’t remember hearing any.
Editing: He cut and cut and cut and cut…finally it was only 90 minutes. God bless him!
Direction: I wish he knew what he was doing. He had everything a director could ask for, but he messed it up, big time!
Summary: Watch it; you will not lose anything else, other than money and some time!
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