HarshC-920
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The premise? As basic as it gets. A heist. A villain. A hero who conveniently knows everything in advance. It promises thrill, tension, and clever twists but delivers none.
Visually, the film tries hard to look slick, but the cinematography is painfully average. Several shots feel purposeless, transitions jarring, and key scenes lack any visual tension. There's a strange mismatch between the high-stakes setting and the dull, uninspired camera work.
The plot itself feels like a second-hand copy of every generic Hollywood heist movie ever made. You've seen it before, just with more gloss and less soul. There's zero originality in the scripting. It almost feels like someone binge-watched Now You See Me, Red Notice, and The Italian Job and mashed up the weakest parts.
And then, of course, comes the obligatory love angle. Because god forbid Bollywood lets the hero focus on, well, anything else. The romantic subplot is so forced, it feels like it was written just to pad the runtime or tick a checkbox.
Saif Ali Khan, despite trying to bring back his smooth-talking conman energy from Race and Race 2, ends up trapped in a half-baked script. It's a shadow of Abbas-Mastan's stylish chaos, but without any of the fun or flair. The attempt to inject Agent Vinod-style humor with comic punchlines falls flat every single time. It neither lands the laughs nor builds character charm.
In short, Jewel Thief is a hollow, stylized mess that mistakes costume changes and slo-mo shots for cleverness. Skip it. You're better off rewatching Race 1 with popcorn and nostalgia.
Visually, the film tries hard to look slick, but the cinematography is painfully average. Several shots feel purposeless, transitions jarring, and key scenes lack any visual tension. There's a strange mismatch between the high-stakes setting and the dull, uninspired camera work.
The plot itself feels like a second-hand copy of every generic Hollywood heist movie ever made. You've seen it before, just with more gloss and less soul. There's zero originality in the scripting. It almost feels like someone binge-watched Now You See Me, Red Notice, and The Italian Job and mashed up the weakest parts.
And then, of course, comes the obligatory love angle. Because god forbid Bollywood lets the hero focus on, well, anything else. The romantic subplot is so forced, it feels like it was written just to pad the runtime or tick a checkbox.
Saif Ali Khan, despite trying to bring back his smooth-talking conman energy from Race and Race 2, ends up trapped in a half-baked script. It's a shadow of Abbas-Mastan's stylish chaos, but without any of the fun or flair. The attempt to inject Agent Vinod-style humor with comic punchlines falls flat every single time. It neither lands the laughs nor builds character charm.
In short, Jewel Thief is a hollow, stylized mess that mistakes costume changes and slo-mo shots for cleverness. Skip it. You're better off rewatching Race 1 with popcorn and nostalgia.