Bob Muldoon (Casey Affleck) and Ruth Guthrie (Rooney Mara), an impassioned young outlaw couple on an extended crime spree, are finally apprehended by lawmen after a shootout in the Texas hills. Although Ruth wounds a local officer, Bob takes the blame. But four years later, Bob escapes from prison and sets out to find Ruth and their daughter, born during his incarceration. Set against the backdrop of 1970's Texas Hill Country, director David Lowery paints a poetic picture, evoking the mythology of westerns and saturating the dramatic space with an aching sense of loss. Featuring powerful performances by Affleck, Mara as well as Ben Foster and Keith Carradine, AIN'T THEM BODIES SAINTS is a story of love, motherhood, and searching for peace while faced with an unrelenting past.

Director: Shekhar Ghosh

Cast: Vir Das, Gulshan Grover, Kirti Kulhari, Deepak Dobriyal, Yashpal Sharma, Mohan Kapoor

Rating: *

Rajasthani chora trying to find a long-lost mama so that he can claim his rightful property: this one-line story may have seemed, on paper, as if it was just crying out to be a film. But on screen, it turns out be one big dud.

Vir Das plays the Mumbai fellow who goes off to a village in Rajasthan to search for his dead mother's brother. Who turns out to be Gulshan Grover in a red langot (the stuff the pehelwaans wear in the akhara). Why langot? The story offers no clue.

Actually, Sooper Se Ooper is plot-less, which leads to the characters being clueless. Ranvir (Das) is given a gaon ki gori (Kulhari) to play with, when he is not having life-and-how-to-live-it conversations with his mama and his (the mama's) faithful saathi (Sharma).

At one point, they all dance in the dunes. Why? No one knows. Some dodgy builders from Mumbai, led by Kukreja (Dobriyal, in a terrible wig), show up. They are after the property. After doing the Rajasthan thing in leheriya safas with the mandatory khamma ghanis thrown in, the good guys and the goons head off to Mumbai, and engage in more random things.

Das is likeable and has done well in films when he is one of a bunch. Alone, he gets flattened. Grover must have the part down pat, given that he played something similar recently in I Am Kalam: here, he is simply wasted. So is Dobriyal, who's been having a sticky time of it, role-wise, these days.

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