Script Analysis: The movie script has been shamelessly lifted from the gritty and fantastic 1997 neo-noir film L.A. Confidential by Curtis Hanson. While there's no shred of respect for the book or the movie, writer Ghalib Asad Bhopali has instead used it to make the movie bear no semblance to sanity or logic. A crooked cop is understandable –and heck, even the new 'it' thing – but we have a policeman snorting cocaine, losing lakhs by betting on cricket matches, and you're supposed to root for him. You also have other policemen in his team who don't think twice before touching bullet shells on the crime scene with their bare hands. The hero calmly wakes up at the heroine's house after a night of substance abuse; how he got her address is our mystery to solve. Or even how he can serenade into Shetty's fortress and steal a packet of cocaine from his moll's bag. Or why two-bit roadside ruffians seem to be dealing coke. Or why they had a script for this film.
Abhijeet's wisecracks are accompanied by a "Dum pe lakdi" song and music, but his bland comebacks are not a lakdi on anything. The dialogues might make you laugh, but that's definitely not what the writer intended.
Star Performances: There's a Dabangg wannabe, there's a Salman Khan wannabe, and then there's Sachiin Joshi. Sachiin doesn't really have the charm or charisma, and when he tries to look nonchalant, he just looks cocky and arrogant. Considering the traits his character displays in the movie, he might give it a rest for some time. Gihani Khan mostly displays the twins while mouthing some uninteresting dialogues as Rani. Vimala Raman does well as the journalist-turned-nurse-turned-social activist Jia. The poor thing looks like she has to dance with a brick when Sachiin tries to shake a leg with her. Prashant Narayanan is wasted in his role as Inspector Prashant and delivers his dialogues without pausing for breath.
Prakash Raj sleepwalks his way through this movie (and is probably the only salvaging factor) but his character, traits and persona as Shetty are exactly the same as his roles in Wanted and Singham. Aditya Pancholi is alright as Durrani. Mahesh Manjrekar is good as Gaitonde.
Direction, Music & Editing: Ankush Bhatt does a bad job. A garbled script, jerky characters and a disappointing lead actor don't add up to any points for the director. Anand Raj Anand and Amjad Nadeem's music is alright. The item songs attack you out of the blue and are not even much to look at. The cinematography is alright. The editing is sloppy.
The Last Word: Mumbai Mirror is a terrible mistake. If you want to laugh at the utter nonsense going on on-screen, you might as well sit through it.
Abhijeet's wisecracks are accompanied by a "Dum pe lakdi" song and music, but his bland comebacks are not a lakdi on anything. The dialogues might make you laugh, but that's definitely not what the writer intended.
Star Performances: There's a Dabangg wannabe, there's a Salman Khan wannabe, and then there's Sachiin Joshi. Sachiin doesn't really have the charm or charisma, and when he tries to look nonchalant, he just looks cocky and arrogant. Considering the traits his character displays in the movie, he might give it a rest for some time. Gihani Khan mostly displays the twins while mouthing some uninteresting dialogues as Rani. Vimala Raman does well as the journalist-turned-nurse-turned-social activist Jia. The poor thing looks like she has to dance with a brick when Sachiin tries to shake a leg with her. Prashant Narayanan is wasted in his role as Inspector Prashant and delivers his dialogues without pausing for breath.
Prakash Raj sleepwalks his way through this movie (and is probably the only salvaging factor) but his character, traits and persona as Shetty are exactly the same as his roles in Wanted and Singham. Aditya Pancholi is alright as Durrani. Mahesh Manjrekar is good as Gaitonde.
Direction, Music & Editing: Ankush Bhatt does a bad job. A garbled script, jerky characters and a disappointing lead actor don't add up to any points for the director. Anand Raj Anand and Amjad Nadeem's music is alright. The item songs attack you out of the blue and are not even much to look at. The cinematography is alright. The editing is sloppy.
The Last Word: Mumbai Mirror is a terrible mistake. If you want to laugh at the utter nonsense going on on-screen, you might as well sit through it.