Vikram Vedha movie review: Sharp storytelling and Hrithik Roshan power this Hindi remake

Though his UP (Uttar Pradesh) accent flounders more than once, Roshan is electrifying as Vedha. He brings an unadulterated magnetism, swag, and casualness to all the bloodbath, and makes bad look deliciously good. After Shah Rukh Khan and Shahid Kapoor, Rohan could be the next brilliant bad boy of Bollywood. And of course, he nails the scenes where he needs to be vulnerable. Vedha’s younger brother Shatak (Rohit Saraf) is the center of his world, a lot like Vijay’s baby sister was in Agneepath (2012), another Roshan remake of a celebrated classic. Roshan and writers Pushkar-Gayathri make Vedha a lot more than a rustic goon. They thoughtfully layer both him and Vikram, and more often than not, these layers overlap. So much so, that by the end, it gets difficult to tell them apart. The black and white both merge into a vast, unending grey.

Roshan and Khan ably shoulder the film but Vikram Vedha’s screenplay is its biggest star. It is the kind of film in which even seeming small talk attains significant stature at some point. By the time Vedha finishes narrating Vikram his introductory story under custody and presents him with the first moral dilemma, the stage is set — you know there will be another meeting, another story, and another conscience-probing question. The film’s three-story narrative works like a playground, and boy, do the men play.

The writer-directors leave no loose ends. The writing is clever and the dialogue, by Benazir Ali Fida and Manoj Muntashir, broadly colloquial. Some of the action sequences are beautifully shot, especially the one that features in Vedha’s first story and elevates him from a newbie in the gang to the leader’s right hand. Shot in a field with the setting sun in the backdrop and Kisi Ki Muskurahaton Pe from Raj Kapoor’s Anari (1959) playing in the background, it is a visual treat. Cinematographer PS Vinod wondrously juxtaposes the falling of limbs and cutting of throats with the song’s didactic lyrics as a gorgeous Vedha goes about having a good time. It’s poetic.

However, barring our titular men, most characters, including Shatak, Vikram’s lawyer wife Priya (Radhika Apte), his cop-friend Abbas (Satyadeep Mishra), and Vedha’s long aide Bablu (Sharib Hashmi), are painfully underwritten. Vikram and Priya’s story arc is too undercooked to create any substantial impact. It would have benefitted the film greatly if it were given more blood and meat. The background score too, by Sam CS who also composed for the Tamil original, is a bit overly enthusiastic, but it does staggeringly elevate the film’s manic energy. Then there’s the item song Alcoholia. Though Roshan dances with mad abandon, it is absolutely a needless and distracting digression.

But these are minor lapses. Other than its meditative exploration of the ambiguousness of morality, Vikram Vedha also makes for a fantastic case for two-hero projects. It was an absolute joy to watch titans as resolute as Khan and Roshan bring in their A-game with such brute force. Sacred Games comes to mind again. What would it have been had Nawazuddin Siddiqui or Khan refused to share the pie? It’s a pity that the heroes of the world’s largest movie industry cannot set aside their vanity and insecurities for the love of cinema and bring to screen anomalies such as Vikram Vedha more often.

The Hindi remake is thoroughly enjoyable if you have not watched the original. But even if you have and even if the 2017 Tamil film had R Madhavan and Sethupathi in terrific form, it did not have Hrithik Roshan. And that makes all the difference. Towards the end, Vedha asks Vikram if he’d want to listen to another tale, his love story. Vikram is too exhausted to indulge him. I want to. Can we have a sequel, please?

Vikram Vedha is playing at a theatre near you.