Maybe the burden of story, screenplay, direction and producing the film was too much to handle and Deepak Shivdasani outsourced writing parts of the film? Because Julie feels to have been written by different writers in different parts. It starts off like a low budget B grade flick where characters mouth outdated dialogues, the narrative is disjointed and acting looks forced. But then the film goes into the struggles of the titular character, and the film starts to get interesting. Sure it does feel that the director needs to turn down the melodrama down a notch or two but it is still quite watchable. Though the film doesn’t claim to be a representation of any actress, the plot eerily resembles what is public knowledge about yesteryear actress Nagma. She had a debut against Salman Khan and disappeared only to find resurgence in the South. There was even a rumor about a relationship with the underworld gangster in Dubai. However, Nagma’s journey is probably not unique in the Indian Film Industry and countless actresses have taken a similar path to success and eventual downfall.
The problem is that the film takes a real life story and weaves in an outlandish fiction as the main theme. Nothing wrong with that if the writer had done a good job of weaving the two together. There is a grave lack of sensible writing behind the fiction part and by the time credit rolls, you are almost laughing at the absurdity of the situation. Even a school kid could have written a better climax.
Julie (Raai Laxmi) is a talented struggling actress who tries hard to succeed on the sheer power of her talent. The film industry however works on a barter system where an actress is supposed to share her bed for roles. Pushed to the wall, Julie succumbs reluctantly once and then without any qualms starts to use sex as her ticket to success. She manipulates men without realizing she too is being played at the same time. The writer couldn’t decide whether she is the exploited or exploiter at certain points. However, she does completely break down when shown the mirror by her cricketer fling.
The track about Julie stumbling upon the murder of a politician is cringe worthy and inconsistent as well. I am still scratching my head about how the chip in which a murder is captured is hidden away at a designated place by the person who was herself murdered. Are we supposed to believe that the murdered person took the chip from the recording device and hid in the designated place after she was murdered? If it was kept there before the murder, how did the chip contain the video of the murder? There are things like these that point to the intention of the makers. No seriousness here, simply create a flimsy story to be able to show some skin, have some bedroom scenes in the guise of “reality” and rake in the moolah. The songs are nothing to write about, most of them actually are an impediment to the flow of the story.
Production quality reminds of the movies of the nineties. The dialogues too belong to the same era. Acting is sub-par by all except Nishikant Kamat as the director who gives Julie her break and Ravi Kishan as the southern superstar. If Raai Laxmi was banking on this film to pave her way to Bollywood, she will be disappointed. Her character or acting hardly leaves an impact.
Rating : 2/5
Starring: Raai Laxmi, Nishikant Kamat, Ravi Kishan, Aditya Srivastava, Pankaj Tripathy, Rati Agnihotri
Director: Deepak Shivdasani