Mere Dad ki Maruti – Movie Review
Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on March 17, 2013 | No Comments
PRODUCER – Ashish Patil
DIRECTOR – Ashima Chibber
WRITER – Neeraj Udwani (Story), Neeraj Udwani, Pooja Desai, Ashima Chibber (Screenplay), Ishita Moitra (Dialogues)
CAST – Saqib Saleem, Rhea Chakraborty, Prabal Punjabi, Ram Kapoor, Ravi Kissen
MUSIC – Sachin Gupta
Sameer (Saqeeb Saleem) is a no-good college-going youth. Carefree and careless, he is the target of his dad’s anger irrespective of anything he does. Needless to say, he rarely gets anything right and this talent lands him in an enormous soup just two nights before his sisters wedding. Sameer “word” the car his father Tej (Ram Kapoor) is gifting his daughter on her wedding.
But naturally, mayhem ensues as Sameer and his best friend Gattu (Prabal Punjabi) cook up a variety of tricks to ensure Tej doesn’t know about the loss. Jazzleen (Rhea Chakraborty) or the Shakira of Chandigarh joins them in the madness as the trio run from car hire shops to hospitals and stolen car gangs in desperation.
It is fun to watch the kids run from pillar to post in lame attempts to make good their mistake. The fear of Dad’s anger looms large of course and hence straightforward methods are out of question. The film brings in enough quirks and danger, realistic and melodramatic to make it a pleasing watch till the finish.
Mere Dad ki Maruti takes every stereotype in the book and packages it in such a fun way, one forgets to look beyond. It is set in a typical Punjabi milieu and its Punjabis are mad, loud, love big fat weddings and whiskey. The relationships and characters are painted with broad strokes, without nuance or depth but then this is no Khosla ka Ghosla. Yet, it doesn’t simply milk Bollywood’s go-to milieu, the middle class, for mere effect. It puts in some heart and a lot of madness to make the ride an unstoppable whirlwind. Lots of peppy music and high-spirited dance numbers keep up the energy without seeming like unnecessary inclusion and that’s a huge plus.
A lot of credit for this goes to the snappy dialogues by Ishita Moitra and the mish-mash of Punjabi/Hindi and English that churns out a youth lingo. Sameer, Jazzleen and Gattu mouth these with such a comfort that makes it very easy to buy into their otherwise superficial characters. Besides, the energy of their performances is just right to fuel the story. Director Ashima Chibber makes a self-assured debut.
Saqeeb Saleem as Sameer gives a sort of one-note performance but his natural confidence and easy-going bravura is effective in making him endearing. Similarly, Prabal Punjabi as Gattu is beautifully hyper as the loyal best friend, thankfully his over-excited energy never grating. Rhea Chakraborty as the bombshell plays the part of a gorgeous babe with heart and brains very well, completing the trio delightfully. Ram Kapoor is OTT but then that is his characterization and he suffices in the single-note performance he is supposed to deliver. He is the personification of a stereotypical Punjabi father, all decibels and all heart and he plays out this typified role with élan. Ravi Kissen as the Pathan gangster has little to do but is satisfyingly menacing without being reduced to a caricature.
Mere Dad ki Maruti is a joy-ride that gets its milieu right and is prettily non-ambitious to its own credit. It does go off-track in trying to bring in a few emotional notes here and there but if viewed from the same broad-stroked lens as it is made from, it surely is an enjoyable film.