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Inferno reunites Director, Ron Howard, and vintage wine Hollywood A-lister, Tom
Hanks, in the third installment of author, Dan Brown’s cryptic symbology and
puzzlecalyptic novels adapted to movie trilogy. It has been 10 & 7 years
respectively since The Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons were released.
In the Da Vinci Code, the goal was to destroy Christianity by revealing the real
truth about the Holy Grail. In Angels & Demons, that ambition was narrowed
down to destroying the Vatican City with a stolen vial of antimatter. In Inferno,
the ambition assumes a grander scale; the annihilation of half of mankind via an
engineered plague.
Long before Zobrist came up with his crazed idea, Rev. Father Thomas Malthus
had propounded the theory of exponential population growth. Whilst Rev.
Malthus had urged a moral restraint in curbing population growth, Zobrist was
partial to a more radical approach; a deliberate curbing on an apocalyptic scale by
the release of a virus that would decimate half of mankind.
Inferno opens with Zobrist being pursued by unidentified assailants. They corner
him atop a bell tower in Florence, Italy. But rather than give himself up, he jumps
to certain death. From thereon out, Inferno’s fast-paced race to resolution begins
with barely any room spared for a breather.
The best part of Inferno was Irrfan Khan as Harry “The Provost” Sims, the head of
a security organization called The Consortium. In Inferno, he brought that
indescribable but recognizable Khanish feel to his character. It’s there in the
bulgy-looking eyes that arrest your attention. The subtle but powerful presence
that announces that you are experiencing the commanding aura of a thespian
who knows his craft.
He has got a leading man aura and the fiendish deliciousness of a movie villain.
And that voice; it speaks of self-assuredness and an awareness of one’s gift as an
actor. He has got a range that will dance comfortably through a field of lilies in
Bollywood and effortlessly steal the show in Hollywood. Irrfan Khan is one of
Bollywood’s gifts to Hollywood (along with Priyanka Chopra and Shah Rukh Khan).
The twist left you with a “but of course!” instead of a “what? I didn’t see that
coming!”. Like its predecessors, the heightened expectations built up from the
intro just fizzled out to a whimper at the end. Inferno had all the ingredients to
start a conflagration but was only able to achieve that singular blue flame that
shoots out when you flip a cigarette lighter.