HomeNewsTrendsEntertainmentThe Vaccine War review: Nana Patekar is terrific in a film that is nearly undone by a laborious third act

The Vaccine War review: Nana Patekar is terrific in a film that is nearly undone by a laborious third act

Directed by Vivek Agnihotri, The Vaccine War is persuasive and entertaining until it begins to feel like a brand statement.

September 30, 2023 / 20:30 IST
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In The Vaccine War, Nana Patekar’s headline act, minimalistic in its geometry but all-encompassing in its impact that holds the frame, even from the corner of a room. (Screen grab/YouTube/PEN Movies)
In The Vaccine War, Nana Patekar’s headline act, minimalistic in its geometry but all-encompassing in its impact, holds the frame, even from the corner of a room. (Screen grab/YouTube/PEN Movies)

Hum process ke hisaab se war ladenge, yaa war ke hisaab se process banayenge,” Bhargava, the Director-General of ICMR (Indian Council of Medical Research), asks in a rousing scene from The Vaccine War. It’s a war cry tautly masquerading as a scientific query that asks, in the absence of precedence, would the process matter or would the result? Delivered by the film’s unsentimental anchor, it perfectly encapsulates the dilemma at the heart of a film that is, perhaps, too assured of its opinion on the matter. The Vaccine War is a straightforward underdog story, divided into 12 interconnected chapters that are quite simply fragments of a whole. Based on Balram Bhargava’s book Going Viralit tells the story of Covaxin, India’s first indigenous and much-scrutinized Covid vaccine, developed on a war footing during the dreary days of pandemic. Fronted by a terrific Nana Patekar, a laborious third act notwithstanding, The Vaccine War is an enthralling if wildly aphoristic chronicle of the silent war our scientists waged against an unrelenting enemy.

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The story begins with the initial days of the pandemic. ICMR, led by the plainspoken truisms of Bhargava, is warming up to images and stories leaking out of China. Things gather pace as a distant warning becomes an intimate threat. Scientists of ICMR, led by the blunt, at times overbearing, Bhargava are called into fervent action. “This is war,” he repeatedly declares, but without the teary-eyed sentiment of a war film. There is a metallic quality to Patekar’s performance, a rigidity born at least seemingly, out of scientific rigour. It’s unemotional, maybe even irksome in a satisfying way. Bhargava is assisted by a team of scientists, led by Pallavi Joshi, Girija Oak and a host of other female characters. The ensemble has the look of an Akshay Kumar film but does better by way of a stirring central performance.

The film juggles back and forth between its aspirations and the costs they come at. Women leave families, men toil in the far-off jungles, as the complex journey of exacting a vaccine is laid out in all its unflattering glory. But while the scientists put their lives, their familial obligations on the line, the Indian media, represented here by Raima Sen’s provocateur, casts doubt and aspersions where confidence was needed. As part of its anti-colonial stance, the media is painted as the villain in this ‘make in India’ story gearing the country towards a sense of self-sustenance and ‘atmanirbharta’. It’s this very media that the team of scientists ultimately exposes in an unconvincing, and maybe unnecessary third act. Up until that point the make-believe rigour, the cumbersomeness, even the scientific babble conjures a sense of authenticity. Things, however, become awkward when the film pointedly tries to dispense its own accusations and beliefs.