Hurman could not find 'Victory'

THE PLOT
Vijay ( Hurman ), a cricketer from small-town Rajasthan is so good that he should, by rights, have been in the Indian team. But, and this is a story we know well, he doesn't even get a look-in on the Ranji.

`Victory' is about Vijay's rise-fall-rise, the heady feeling of success, and the perils of untrammeled avarice. A greedy agent ( Gulshan) gets his claws into the rising star, who slides down the slippery slope of here-now-gone-the-next-instant-fame, forgetting those who kept him grounded, `deshbhakt' dad ( Anupam), and best bud ( Amrita).

The film has been mounted lavishly, and no expense has been spared at making it look and feel authentic. A fleet of international cricketers have quite a lot of screen time. They include Harbhajan Singh and Jayasuriya and the dishy Brett Lee : their job is to stand around and applaud while our hero wins the matches.

THE VERDICT
The film is saddled with clichéd melodrama that makes you cringe. I can't even recall the number of stereotypical dialogues and scenes this film crams in. It's a film where an out of form cricketer touches the coach's feet before a crunch game. It's a film in which celebrity managers are referred to as dalals and endorsement money is called 'gandi kamai'. It's a film where everyone screams out of their lungs regardless of the situation.

THE RATING
1/5 Very poor. Don't waste any money (or time) on it.