Maska- A movie review

Maska is a recently released family drama film written and directed by Neeraj Udhwani and started streaming on Netflix from March 27, 2020. 

Initially, let’s talk about the characters of the film. The film goes around the main character named “Rumi Irani” played by Prit Kamani. The mother of Rumi Irani, “Diana Irani,” is played by Manisha Koirala and the father role, “Rustom Irani,” is played by Javed Jaffrey. Sheryl Setia as “Persis Mistry” and Nikita Dutta as “Mallika Chopra” hold the roles of his girlfriends. These are the main characters in the film.

The story revolves around Rumi Irani trying to become an actor until he realizes his real skills. Rumi is a lovely son of his mother Diana, who runs an age old cafe of their family. Later, Rumi wants to become an actor and falls in love with Mallika through the journey. With a twisting turn in the story, Rumi starts understanding reality.

PS : Not going to reveal the story.

Coming to the performance, Manisha Koirala and Javed Jaffrey carried their roles flawlessly as usual. We feel that Prit Kamani and Sheryl Setia could have performed much better concerning their characters. Nikita Dutta gave a decent enough performance.

About the elements of the film-

Carrying the watchers through humor and serenity, the cinema wins our hearts, making us emotional. For a contemporary movie buff like me, I find it quite amazing. The storyline is written in a very subtle and sweet manner that one can’t manage to ignore even a shot. The videography takes you completely into the film.

Overall, the film is quirky, feels good, and must watch. And I personally love the theme song, “ BUN MASKA,” which made me pep like a vintage person. This quarantine make sure you watch Maska with your family.

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