Kamal Dhamal Malamal : Rating: 1 out of 5
Priyadarshan, the director, got a lucky break this week in Dubai, to be the only Hindi flick running in town. But I would still advise you to stay home and watch old-reruns then to waste a good 150 minutes for this going-nowhere movie.
No storyline, overacting, poor characterization, stale music and oldies galore, this movie is not even worth the time it takes to roll the credits. Filmed completely on a single set, with a few stunning outdoor shots for songs, this movie does not hold you at all. From attempts to straight-face humour, to uninspired fight sequences, miscast Nana Patekar, and a pain in the butt grimaces by Shreyas Talpade, this movie has nothing working for it. Not even the junior artistes trying to carry the movie on their puny shoulders. And to make it more difficult to watch, we have dhoti-attired Catholics. Since when did putting a church and a cross make a village catholic.
Shreyas Talpade, the son of Om Puri, is the village ‘darpok’ appropriately named ‘bakri’ not necessarily for being a coward, but perhaps more for his self-centred (mein, mein) attitude. His dreams to strike it rich one day by winning the lottery are the reasons for his lazy languor and self-effacing language throughout the movie. Constantly under threat by his girl-friend’s overzealous brothers and scheming father (played by Paresh Rawal, almost a cameo role), he finds a body-guard in ominous Nana Patekar. Incidentally, Nana going about his bizarre daily routine is the only few-fils worth performance in the movie. The likes of Asrani, Shakti Kapoor, etc, etc, just cannot help but go along with the ludicrous screenplay, clearly trying to make a living of the little that this low-budget film would have paid them. The end is keeping in line with all the silly things that happen in the movie and so is not so unexpected.
Use this as an excuse to stay home this weekend !!