Drive Movie Review: This Sushant Singh Rajput and Jacqueline Fernandez Film is The Worst Dharma Production Ever

Drive Movie Review: This Sushant Singh Rajput and Jacqueline Fernandez Film is The Worst Dharma Production Ever

Drive Movie Review: Drive is a movie on Netflix and according to veteran critic Subhash K Jha’s review, this Sushant Singh Rajput and Jacqueline Fernandez starrer is just not up to the mark
Drive Movie Review: This Sushant Singh Rajput and Jacqueline Fernandez Film is The Worst Dharma Production Ever
Sushant Singh Rajput and Jacqueline Fernandez in Drive
Movie NameDrive
DirectorTarun Mansukhani
ActorSushant Singh Rajput, Jacqueline Fernandez, Vikramjit Virk, Sapna Pabbi, Vibha Chibber
Ratings

Rating: 1/5 Stars

Drive drives you around the bend. It is an infuriatingly infantile boyz-and-gadgets fantasy played out at a shrieking pitch, with  screeching tires  yelling retards and  bubbling  bimbos with actors who think posing in underwear and six packs is  all that the audience craves  to see.

Little do they  know.

Sadly  Sushant Singh Rajput seems  to have lowered his acting skills to  match the  brainless  aspirations  of  his  co-stars who think they are characters  in  Fast & Furious. Dwayne Johnson has  reason to feel insulted.  Jacqueline Fernandez races  motorcycles. But  only in the skimpiest  of  clothes. She also brakes for sundry  item songs where her hips   move   faster than  the cars she races.

No wonder Sushant who plays  a  mysterious macho  character who may or may not  be named the King (depending on the  screenwriter’s mood) is  saturated with kink. He keeps eyeing his co-star as though she were  a dish of cheesecake on a cheat-day during a no-carb diet regime.

Only God, director Mansukhani and producer Karan Johar (and I suspect  even Johar  is  clueless  as to why he got into this) know why Rajput  smirks  through the  film. Maybe he ordered  the Book Of Machismo online.

They sent  him the smirks instead.

As  for  the  plot, they lost it. I made a  vain effort to  retrieve at  least the remnants of a massacred  narrative from its graveyard. It was like looking for  humility  in a  Salman Khan live concert. The film’s storyline  is  a complete mess. It must have  made sense to somebody at some  point  in the film’s troubled genesis.

The film makes no sense. Its  concept of  machismo  involves  guys with  loaded guns riding revved-up automobiles while  the women cheer them  on. Greed is good, says  Drive. Gekko just puked.

There  is only one non-bimbo  female  character  in  the  film. And she  is  corrupt  politician played by Vibha  Chibber (remember  her  strong presence  in Chak De?) who has clever men  like Boman Irani and Pankaj Tripathi working with her in a money-laundering scheme that  involves a  lot if important men, and  very little  common  sense  or  basic intelligence. Even the  clever actors  behave  as though they have no idea what they are doing.

 Ms Chibber  eventually ends  up locked away  in a dark tunnel with  anti-social  types  trying to  scare her. This is  exactly how I  felt sitting through this,  easily the worst  film of 2019 (so far)  and  even lower  down  the scale in the Dharma lineup than the ill-fated Unglee. And  that’s saying a lot.

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