BOL BACHCHAN – Film Review
Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on July 6, 2012 | No Comments
PRODUCER – DHILLIN MEHTA, AJAY DEVGN
DIRECTOR – ROHIT SHETTY
WRITER – YUNUS SAJAWAL (Screenplay), FARHAD, SAJID (Dialogue)
CAST –AJAY DEVGN, ABHISHEK BACHCHAN, ASIN, PRACHI DESAI
MUSIC – HIMESH RESHAMMIYA
‘Funny’ and ‘entertaining’ have always been relative terms and will remain so. Bollywood’s past decade has seen our larger audiences leaning massively towards over-the-top, loud and crass films accepting them as hugely entertaining. Rohit Shetty’s latest ‘Bol Bachchan’ humbly follows in the footstep of this assumed gold-mining formula without veering even slightly towards sense, subtlety or humour that’s mostly about slipping on banana skins (speaking metaphorically of course).
Taking the story of Hrishikesh Mukherjee’s classic Amol Palekar-Utpal Dutt starrer ‘Golmaal’, Shetty puts in it every conceivable type of masala to present a mince-meat of a film that’s more confounding than ticklish. Karol Bagh residents Abbas (Abhishek Bachchan) and his sister Sania (Asin) relocate to a Rajasthani village Ranakpur after they lose their ancestral property in a legal battle. Once there, circumstances lead Abbas to take up a Hindu pseudonym to please the lord and master of the area Prithiraj Raghuvanshi (Ajay Devgn). Further circumstances lead him to concoct an effeminate mouche-less twin, a fake mother (Archana Puran Singh) and her twin too. All this to appease the stickler Raghuvanshi who has a penchant for English but speaks it as Hindi translated nonsense. Amongst the mayhem are also the ladies Sania and Radhika (Prachi Desai) as Prithivarj’s sister, his scheming cousin Ravi Shastri (Krushna Abhishek) and lots of cardboard sets and garish costumes. Numerous misunderstandings, various CG-infested stunts and a number of irresponsible innuendos later the climax arrives like a cross between Anees Bazmee and Priyadarshan-like buffoonery.
Touted as the ‘official’ remake of Hrishida’s ‘Golmaal’ (the producers bought the rights of the original) the film far from trying to emulate the classic merely takes the story and plot lines to make a pot-pourri in typical Rohit Shetty style. Ajay Devgn is earnest and so is Prachi Desai but the film’s colours, humour (and background score) is so loud it drowns out everything remotely redeeming. Besides, Devgn along with Asin, Asrani, Krushna Abhishek and Archana Puran Singh gives into incessant hamming as if it is the only way to talk to our funny bones. Abhishek Bachchan is far more ticklish as the mouche-less step-brother and sports the same spontaneous and carefree demeanour he did in Dostana. It is when he plays the saner alter-ego that he gets tepid. Prachi Desai does not have a lot to do but her presence is refreshing merely due to the sweetness of her personality.
The film meanders merrily, like every such film of its genre to milk every joke to the last laugh. Yunus Sajawal’s screenplay is typically a line-up of gag after gag with a thin story fighting for breath in between. Silly dialogues delivered at daring decibel levels by all do not help much. Ajay Devgn’s translated English one-liners begin to seem unimaginative after the first two times and the general overwhelming boisterousness of the surroundings become more numbing than roaring.
Loud, mindless fun has its own space in our film-watching habits. For that mood looking for a stress-buster or just a brain-less time at the movies Bol Bachchan just might work. For other times, we will be better off looking elsewhere for entertainment.