Tiger Zinda Hai And It's Ruined Katrina Kaif's Awesome Action Stunts In 'Tiger'
Tiger Zinda Hai And It's Ruined Katrina Kaif's Awesome Action Stunts In 'Tiger'...
Watching Salman Khan's past films has pretty much been like
reading the last dozen 'link-Aadhaar-to-your-phone-kidney-uterus' SMS-es that
have landed in my inbox. But we are not here to debate which part of his pants
Khan must tug at for the centrepiece dance number. We're here to discuss
Katrina Kaif in Tiger Zinda Hai. Now for people who harbour deep affection for
Khan's films and can actually tell Tiger Dabangg Hai from Ek Tha Kick, this may
seem like an absurd proposal.
Replace the women in the Salman-saves-stuff films with
emojis, and they'd fit right into the script. Oh wait, remember to put the ones
that dance. In what was easily my highlight of 2017, I imagined All India
Bakchod's 'Bollywood Diva Song' taking a heartwarmingexploding dig at a Khan
film starring Jacqueline Fernandes. The actress plays a psychiatrist working in
Poland in it. In the handful of coherent dialogues she is given, she is only
allowed to talk about her relationship with Khan's character who's named like a
Haryana license plate -- Devil. A line in AIB's the song goes like this:
"She's a scientist in Poland/Who just talks about her boyfriend.
Replace the women in the Salman-saves-stuff films with emojis, and they'd fit right into the script.
So don't blame me if I was pleasantly surprised with Katrina
Kaif's introduction scene in Tiger Zinda Hai. Shortly after a never-ending
scene which has Khan fighting hungry wolves with bare hands, Kaif makes an
entry in the film by slaying a group of armed goons who were trying to rob a
departmental store. Of course, her scene didn't last a lifetime like Khan's
wolf-fighting one on a picturesque European mountainside, but it managed to
exist. Oh also, Kaif's hair was not shampoo-commercial blow dried for it, thank
god. In the Kolkata mall I watched the film, the scene ended with a wave of
hoots from women, and men. It did start as a surprised squawk though, not the
synchronised, practiced shriek that Khan's appearance elicited. Clearly, nobody
had come to expect a legitimate (by Bollywood standards) action scene for a
female lead in a film starring Khan.
As the film mostly stuck to being a Salman Khan film, there
were some pleasant surprises. For example, in one sequence when Khan is (of
course) busy saving a hapless child from goons and find himself cornered, Kaif
zooms in and actually 'saves' them with a crazy driving stunt usually reserved
for men in such films. We're all familiar with the cornered heroine in Hindi
movies, who has no hope of survival till the hero swoops in to save the day. As
a woman watching that genre of movies, it's possible for feel a twitch of
pleasure when the opposite happens.
While the film's plot rapidly moves from the realm of
'lolwut' to the 'someone give me an antacid' zone, you're still led to believe
that Kaif's character gets to do spy-kicks-ass stuff, instead of dancing on
tankers or some such. She ambushes an enemy van, breaches a building full of
goons, slides across floors shooting a rifle, flips and tosses humans around
like they do in Bollywood films
We're all familiar
with the cornered heroine in Hindi movies, who has no hope of survival till the
hero swoops in to save the day.
I have to say, I'm guilty of feeling a couple of 'who rules
the world' feels during a few of those sequences. It's not always logical or
carefully considered, but watching women kick ass -- quite literally -- feels
satisfying to watch, thanks to years of watching women in Hindi films simper,
weep in a corner, flail and desperately wait to be saved by the man. The woman,
in this genre of films -- by far the most popular one in India -- exists as an
excuse for the hero to show off the achievements of his protein shake.
Writing about women in action films, Kelsea Stahler of
Bustle writes: "This point is extremely powerful because so many women in
action films, comics, and television have been "fridged" — made
victims in order to deepen the emotional journey of male leads.
"Powerful" doesn't even begin to describe the effects of allowing
female characters to turn that tired, frustrating trope on its head."
So here we were, being told that Kaif's Zoya is a spy as
good as her husband and understandably has been deputed by her country to save
nurses help captive in Iraq by terrorists. Basically, we're told, the countries
they belong to have entrusted them with exactly the same mission. The film
tries to stick to that brief for a while, establishing Zoya as a woman who fits
the 'action hero' bill. And then, Bollywood rears its horns and they are as
ugly as ever.
Since nothing can be bigger than worshipping the male ego,
and muscles, in a Salman Khan film, Zoya -- who had till then proved to be
ridiculously good as saving herself and others -- has to be sacrificed.
So, in preparation of Salman-saves-the-world finale, Zoya, like in good old Hindi films, is taken captive.
So, in preparation of Salman-saves-the-world finale, Zoya,
like in good old Hindi films, is taken captive. And like every second Hindi
film of the 80s and the 90s, is gagged and tied to a jeep by the bad guy.
Because how else does the hero, get to prove, he's the hero?
Bollywood stuff follow -- 'how dare you touch her (my girl)'
and the usual. The entire mission is almost jeopardised by the bashed-up little
woman, till the man summons his manhood and makes things right. And almost as a
compensation for all the ass Kaif was allowed to kick earlier, she is now
literally tied up in heavy chains. Which of course, Khan smashes with an axe,
as she looks on tragically.
Phew. The woman is saved. The men are alright. And the egos
-- oh come on, the ones that matter -- are happy with their annual Rs 100 crore
petting.
I guess, no one expects anyone to ask these questions. Like,
would the man's world of Bollywood crumble and shatter if Katrina Kaif's
character was allowed to be an equal participant in the fictional rescue
mission till the end? I guess, the makers of this film at this point, are
hoping womanhood should feel blessed that they didn't have Zoya dance to
something that calls her 'Iraqi Icecream' or some such.
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