Agyaat: You really don’t want to know
As if it wasnât enough that I had to bear the ordeal that is âAgyaatâ, I would now, at a later date, have to endure a sequel. Yes, this two-hour comedy badly disguised as a horror film is not worthy of a second look, let alone a sequel.
The film starts off in the way no horror film should — with an item song. Then we move on to a group of characters including an arrogant film star, an eccentric director and an annoying producer, all of whom are proceeding to a jungle on a film shoot.
There, they are killed off one by one by an unknown entity, which none of them can see. In between there are meaningless dialogues, weird sounds and a lot of close-ups of leaves and trees (donât ask why).
The characters themselves might as well be a part of the woodwork, for all the expressions they show. You feel nothing for these people, wishing that whatever it is thatâs killing them would do it faster so you can get up from your seat and go.
Throughout, I couldnât help but think of Ram Gopal Varma, who gave us films like âRaatâ, âKaunâ and âBhootâ. This one looks slightly better than a submission by a film school student. You feel as if the director himself couldnât care less what happens to these characters, and you canât make a film with indifference.
There is hardly any direction, no chills, the camera work is shoddy and there is no attempt to even create any tension in the minds of the audience.
I can understand anyone making a bad film, if they put some effort into it. But feeding your audience some half-baked film that doesnât even look like a finished product is unpardonable.
Watch âBhootâ on DVD if you want to see a RGV horror flick. Keep away from this one.