Bipasha Basu, John Abraham
Director: Amit Saxena
Producer: Pooja Bhatt
If Aishwarya Rai has to appeal to the audiences, Bipasha
Basu takes them by force. She tickles them where it
is the easiest to tickle. And she is out in full glory
in the much talked about Jism. Her face is flushed,
her hair ruffled, she is a tease here who does not need
to speak a word - her tavern of lips send out a million
intoxicating messages. A minute into this film in the
role of a bored but sexy young wife of a rich, middle-aged
husband and she announces her arrival. One moment, she
is poised, alluring, inviting. Next moment, she is gone
and into the arms of the eager Kabir Lal, a lawyer who
would rather spend more time in bed than the courtroom.
Ah! the beauty of a youthful touch, the surge of power.
In his arms, all the feigned resistance is gone, the
hubby is away, the Satan dressed as Lal played with
restrained relish by debutant John Abraham has come
She beseeches, he's besotted. She stokes the fire; he
is singed. To her brightly flickering candle, he is
but helpless moth. The body, as a line in the film goes,
knows no love. It respects only desire. Yet anybody
who is a willing slave to the body and impervious to
the call of the conscience has to die by the same fire
- you quell it the right way and it leads to sustained
joy, you stoke up the embers on the sly and it only
leaves you with ashes. That's the strong message director
Amit Saxena manages to give to the viewers.
the duo decide to make hay not only when the cat is
away but also decide to kill the goose that lays golden
eggs- he has already stashed up millions for wife dear
which she can use to please her senses. And the whims
of her pleasure master. But there is a hitch. The man
is bumped off, but the cops, the friends, and many other
things are to be taken care of. All until the same fire
arises once more. Does it lead to consummation? Or a
conflagration, which consumes those who live by fire?
Saxena takes his own sweet time in unraveling the things
with some fine, interesting twists. But nobody is complaining.
Bipasha Basu may have gained a kg or two since Raaz
but her ways fathomless to youth drunk on passion. The
more the audiences see of her, the more they want to
see her. She is not just D.H.Lawrence's woman who takes
in a man without giving herself away. She could as well
have been any woman, sure of her mind, confident of
Partake of Jism for obvious delights. But also watch
it for some deft camerawork, nice music and smart direction.