Rating :**
Having been assured by director Anant Mahadevan that this is an
original story, let me at the outset say writer S. Farhan has written
a riveting manuscript on the anatomy of infidelity. Mahadevan has
filmed the thriller with that trademark sparkle which distinguishes
this underrated director from his popular peers.
Well-packaged and evenly narrated, "Aggar" has a plot
that keeps the narration going at a hot trot till the very last
visual spills out in a pool of blood.
Though not done with any great stab at profundity, the episodes
move with the sly celerity of a James Hadley Chase novel with a
certain respect for logic generally absent in fast-paced Bollywood
thrillers.
I'll draw attention to the narrative's mid-level where the wife,
thinking her husband is unfaithful, has defiantly returned from
a bout of infidelity with a man whom her psychiatrist-husband has
been curing of a serious mental disorder.
Suddenly as the wife (Udita Goswami) enters her home she realises
the woman she thought to be her husband's lover is actually an interior
designer hired by her husband to build their dream home.
The second-half of this finely contoured jigsaw puzzle has Tusshar
turning distinctly obsessive and doing a violent version of Shah
Rukh Khan in "Darr". Open wounds on tortured faces ooze
out as the two male actors battle it out.
"Aggar" is a steamy brew of double-crossing characters.
Tusshar, so far doing staid, slightly naïve characters, works
himself into dark noire areas of acting with surprising restraint.
Here's an actor who has persuaded himself to evolve beyond his own
expectations. He carries off his disturbed character's turmoil with
reposeful restrain.
Shreyas Talpade, I am afraid, is thoroughly miscast as the suave,
upmarket shrink. The Versace spectacles don't help much. Udita is
perky and at times quite a revelation.
Anant Mahadevan has always been a fine raconteur with a perceptive
eye for colours and interiors. Take a look at how bright Tusshar's
home gets after he returns to a normal life - the cheerful white
curtains, the plants and trees fluttering in the skyline. Or take
Udita's workplace - it's functional yet flashy.
This thriller seldom digresses into unwanted interpolations. The
narrative doesn't take too many breaks except for Suresh Menon who
plays a leery fashion designer.
And what, pray tell, happened to Sophia Chowdhary who simply falls
to her death in Reel 3? Was she pushed or did she take the diva's
dive voluntarily because her character was caught cheating on her
sensitive lover?