If you are one of those who think Farhan Akhtar was good in Rock On! or Luck By Chance, you are so wrong baby. Cause The Fakir of Venice is Farhan's best work to date.
Directed by Anand Surapur of Phat-Phish (he's also the producer of Quick Gun Murugan), the story begins with etching out Akhtar's character, a "ho-jayega" production guy who can get things done for any production unit, be it getting a monkey from across the border to getting "pot" for the "foreign" unit out in India to shoot a movie.
The core story kickstarts when an Italian museum needs a fakir who can be buried in sand for hours together. They have a weeklong exhibition and need such a man. Enter Akhtar who searches high and low for such a guy and when he's almost about to give up lands up at the door step of Annu Kapoor (brilliant performance), a slum dweller who paints buildings for a living.
The journey of getting Kapoor trained for the job entitles, making him look like a fakir, practicing under the sand, getting his passport ready and above all battling Kapoor's alcoholism.
Surapur in the entire story keeps the mood simple and the story straight, though there were ample places where this story could have been hacked to create some rip roaring laughter, Surapur's focus seems to be different, instead stressing to tell his view of the story which takes us into the darker secrets that Annu Kapoor, as the Fakir, holds in his chest.
Directed by Anand Surapur of Phat-Phish (he's also the producer of Quick Gun Murugan), the story begins with etching out Akhtar's character, a "ho-jayega" production guy who can get things done for any production unit, be it getting a monkey from across the border to getting "pot" for the "foreign" unit out in India to shoot a movie.
The core story kickstarts when an Italian museum needs a fakir who can be buried in sand for hours together. They have a weeklong exhibition and need such a man. Enter Akhtar who searches high and low for such a guy and when he's almost about to give up lands up at the door step of Annu Kapoor (brilliant performance), a slum dweller who paints buildings for a living.
The journey of getting Kapoor trained for the job entitles, making him look like a fakir, practicing under the sand, getting his passport ready and above all battling Kapoor's alcoholism.
Surapur in the entire story keeps the mood simple and the story straight, though there were ample places where this story could have been hacked to create some rip roaring laughter, Surapur's focus seems to be different, instead stressing to tell his view of the story which takes us into the darker secrets that Annu Kapoor, as the Fakir, holds in his chest.