Desi Boyz – Movie Review
Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on November 25, 2011 | No Comments
PRODUCER – Vijay Ahuja, Krishika Lulla, Jyoti Deshpande
DIRECTOR – Rohit Dhawan
WRITER – Rohit Dhawan
CAST – Akshay Kumar, John Abraham, Deepika Padukone, Chitrangada Singh
MUSIC – Pritam
The poster screams glitz, glamour and loudness in the entirety of the commercial crass comedy category brand. A beefy John Abraham and goofy Akshay Kumar with half-dressed sizzlingly sensuous Deepika Padukone and Chitrangada Singh beseech you to come and watch their antics as they try their best to entertain. Well, try their best they do.
This is how the story goes. Recession has just thrown a spanner in the works for Nick (John Abraham) and Jerry (Akshay Kumar). Nick loses his job as an investment banker and Jerry, used to living off Nick, is about to lose custody of his nephew since he has no source of income anymore. Nick has a high-maintenance girlfriend Radhika (Deepika Padukone) with whom he wishes to have an affluent life ahead. Both Nick and Jerry need a quick fix to bring things back on track. In come the organization ‘Desi Boyz’ and its owner Sanjay Dutt to help out. They take up jobs as male escorts. But is life going to be that easy?
The film would have us believe that being a male escort is an absolutely party-time happy profession, such is the glee with which Nick and Jerry throw themselves into it. But this doesn’t last long as Radhika discovers their new roles and so does the social security officer in-charge of Jerry’s nephew. The film takes a dramatic (and downward) turn here wherein the two boys (not really, but we shall let that pass) try and ‘repent’.
The film is a comic caper that appears more confused than crazy. It tries to balance humour with drama, sizzle with morals and fails it pretty much all. The first half races past in the sequined glory as personified by the poster but the second half, which is where the real story begins (or should have) undoes the jolly tone completely. Neither does it leave us with enough moral or intelligent matter to consider.
The film largely zips by due to the crackling chemistry of the energetic central pair. John and Akshay do not really let their limited acting capabilities come in the way of performing with joi-di-vivre and a lot of bubble-gummy fun. Deepika Padukone and Chitranganda Singh look like million bucks throughout but their roles and performances keep getting more improbable by the minute. There is snappy choreography, tapping music, boggling production values, squeaky and shiny frames to match but nothing really matters to the end product.
Debutante director Rohit Dhawan, David Dhawan’s son, wears the cap of screenwriter as well but neither does he get the mad-cap fervour right nor is he able to streamline the politics of the issue and the dramatic tension of the story. Fun moments seep in, one way or the other, what with Anupam Kher, Omi Vaidya and Co trying their best but it is more the parts than the sum that remains.