Salman Khan, Bobby Deol, Jacqueline Fernandez, Daisy Shah, Saqib Saleem, Anil Kapoor
The first time you see Salman Khan on screen for Race 3, your heart whistles. Not because of any other reason but because it is Salman Khan. This time as Sikander – the Oxford graduate! Salman wows his audiences for the first few minutes. By the time he dances around with the woman – Jessica (Jacqueline Fernandes) - he finds himself instantly in love with, you are getting the comfortable feeling of a Salman Khan movie guessing if this will be another KICK or so…. But this time when they wake up after their song-and-dance, it is Jacqueline who disappears, leaving Salman wondering.
Time waits for no one, and sore hearts have to mend… so Sikandar moves in with his step dad, Shamsher (Anil Kapoor) and his step siblings, Sanjana (Daisy Shah) ,and Suraj (Saqib Saleem). Shamsher is an arms dealer who lives on an island, in an expansive mansion. Sikander has his manager/friend Yash (Bobby Deol) for company. It doesn’t take him long to realise that his step siblings are not too pleased with the idea of having him around on the island. Something to do with the big monies and huge property that makes them act all greedy and we see them constantly trying to get Sikander in a spot. Amongst the friction, you suddenly find Jessica back for some Sikander loving. Race 3 as predicted is a confusing and cumbersome film. I, for one, am very curious to know why and how they actually put Race 3 together and even released the film.
Touted as a typical Salman Khan film, we all expected to at least see a lot of him. instead we see a lot of his minions. The movie goes wherever it pleases and insults your intellect at ever corner of the turn. This Eid release has perplexed me more than I can tell you. Right when I thought I was depending on Salman Khan for a good masala film, he did a Tubelight (I didn’t mind it one bit, it was off the chart in a different way, but not half as offensive as this) he redeemed himself with Tiger Zinda Hai and I still occasionally find myself singing "Swag Se Swagat"… so he and I (as his ardent fan and the audience) were back together and going thick.
My problem starts when I feel that my favourite star is trying to take our ‘ardent’ fan following for granted and dumping some random people’s lost career on our devotion. His idea of goodwill is trying and hardly being human to his fans.
There is a lot of well-choreographed action sequences, there is a considerable amount of drama within the family but all of it amounts to nothing at all. The script has borrowed from everywhere – be it Ironman or mythology and ended up as a heap of randomness. Given the fact that Remo D'Souza is only a mediocre director; who gave him this world-class opportunity to be directing a Salman Khan film, you wonder!
Even though you walk into the theatre, knowing fully well that this will not be one of the best Salman Khan movies you will be seeing, you will still be sorely disappointed. Neither the music, nor *barf alert* the dialogues, neither your love for the superstar redeems this film. The franchise misses Abbas Mustan and their contrived, convoluted idea cinema, as you walk out of the theatres nursing your throbbing head.