Nawe Nasal (1997)

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Nawe Nasal (1997)  (The New Breed)
Cast: Saba Shaheen, Badar Munir, ,Asif Khan, Babra Raj, Babar, Shehzadi, Kamran, Rukhsar, Zubaida, Nemat Sarhadi
Director: Qaisar Sanober
Nutshell:  The Nawe Nasal (New Generation) threatens to crush all that is sacred with their debauched, heathen ways.  Who will survive and what will be left of them?

 

Perhaps the best way to describe Nawe Nasal would be to imagine A Clockwork Orange skewered with Haseena Atom Bomb via Youth Aflame and Scarface and then visualize that as a typical 90s spandex, rape, revenge mayhem starring Badar Munir and the usual suspects then you have some idea of what to expect from this deranged slice of Pashto Pie about…well you guessed it!  Rape, Revenge, Evil Crime Kingpin’s vying for World Domination or worse (in this case to turn the Islamic Republic into England!), curvaceous beauties in all shades of Spandex and Lycra swinging to the latest tunes, there is gore, romance, drama, passion, sacrifice, heroism, evil and above all, the highest virtues of morality all rolled into 120 minutes of cinematic torture in the quite unique manner of the classic Pashto films of the era.

Shamshera, an evil Super Criminal who sports a red cape like Superman is away on foreign trips managing his evil empire of crime and debauchery that spreads further than the furthers horizons.  His business is to control the world’s population with a combination primarily of astutely planned bomb blasts, an epidemic of heroin population and debauchery and corruption in the form of Dirty Movies and gambling dens.  With these tools and his considerable charm, Shamshera is the current Emperor of a throne that knows no bounds yet Pakistan being close to his dear heart is the ultimate object of his envy.  He lusts for complete and total control of the pious land of Pakistan returns to take up at the helm of affairs once again after his extensive foreign trip.

Some of Shamshera’s Nawe Nasal have fallen foul of the law and their case is heard by a highly-respected judge who is forced for lack of evidence to set the criminals free.  When he takes a stand against the evil force of Shamshera his life is doomed with his daughter being duped into marriage and gang-raped leaving the poor judge suffering a dreadful stroke rendering him little more than a simpering baby in the body of a 65-year-old man.

Badar Munir plays a cheerful newspaper hawker whose path happens to cross with the dreaded Nawe Nasal.  Later to his horror he finds that his beloved sister has abandoned her marriage and eloped with the Nawe Nasal and he decides like any elder brother would do, to murder his brother for besmirching the families honour.  He sets off to murder his sister but discovers that her gang-rape (yes, anther one), was no fault of hers but another ghastly deed by those spawned by the ghastly evil Shamshera.

Badar Munir, a simple hawker now vows to avenge his sister and to bring down Shamshera’s empire of Vice armed only with his courage and his patriotism.  He finds some much-needed accomplices in two buxom lycra clad girlfriends but his main focus is to somehow lecture the Nawe Nasal into realizing the folly of their ways and how Shamshera in the guise of a caring father figure is in fact a cold hearted exploiter like Uncle Sam, using the gullible Nawe Nasal to advance his own political aspirations of World Domination.

Badar Munir attempts to spark an uprising within the ranks of the Nawe Nasal but doesn’t realize that they have been supremely brainwashed and weaned on the most heinous and addicting pohdurr known to mankind.

The odds are stacked against Munir as he launches his attempted uprising but gradually a few cracks appear in Shamshera’s New Order and there is a feint glimmer of hope, a barely discernable light at the end of the tunnel.

The film is a drudgery to experience but there are some sequences that are noteworthy for mostly all the wrong reasons.  Firstly, the depiction of children as drunken, gun wielding henchmen running the local gambling dens is very disturbing and yet indicative of what is acceptable and familiar to local ways.  Secondly the impaling scenes of young children on double edged swords is not only gruesome but so politically incorrect in this day and age.  Pashto films, despite their moralizing story telling are not exactly renowned for their political correctness, not by a long shot.

The exhilarating title theme is instantly catchy as is the rather excellent” Hey Hey Hey Hey, Hey Hey Hey Hey Shamshera” also known as “Shamshera’s Theme”.  There are two gang rape scenes to enjoy, children being impaled, obese women in tight lycra outfits jumping around and rubbing themselves up against various shrubs and plants.

There is a demented child with an exceptionally cool style of smoking his cigarettes who steals the show in this movie and provides the pivotal turning point at the climax of the film.  He is a star to watch for the future.  Badar Munir looks rather gnarled but that can only be expected of somebody approaching “senior citizenship”.  Neimat Sarhadi as Shamshera in his impressive red cape tucks into his role as he seemingly did all others.  He could have sleep walked through this and any number of similar roles, yet he appears interested which in itself is astounding.  There are a couple of the usual buxom, obese girls for “light relief” but generally it’s the standard masala, multiple rape and revenge tale with a touch of the megalomaniac Anti Pakistani villain touch thrown in as well as some cheap comedy and bulbous twitching women.

The director of this garbage is Qaiser Sanober, a man of many talents as he has previously shown in the quite stunning Adam Khor.  Here he is perhaps not at his most inspired.

It took several attempts to finally make it through to the end of the movie, that among other things, has a bunch of rapists walking free!  Nawe Nasal is the usual turgid mixture of masala that audiences supposedly found entertaining in the late 1990’s.  Gaudy, ugly, loud, flabby, smelly, warped and overly elongated.  Rather like an extremely noxious fart.