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Cast: Imran Khan, Vir Das, Kunal Roy Kapoor, Poorna Jagannathan, Shenaz Treasury
Finally the Indian censor board has come of age and has allowed a film to be presented the way it was meant to be without any cuts or beeps whatsoever. If you are looking for a family film, you are barking up the wrong tree. To be honest I am not a big fan of new age films, the kind that try too hard to present the characters as the New Age Indian Youth in the stereotypical brash, arrogant, foul-mouthed and devil may care avatars. I am willing to go on record to say that I loved this film, it is zany, wacky and at times over-the-top, but even then the characters in the film are real, you may recognise them from your college or office and that is where this film scores.
The film hooks you from the word go... Sonia (Shenaz Tresury who seems to have lost the "wala" in her surname somewhere along the way, numerology makes people do strange things) picks up a packet as a favour to her friend and asks her boyfriend Tashi (Imran Khan) to deliver it. Tashi lives with his two room mates Nitin (Kunal Roy Kapoor) and Arup (Vir Das, a stellar performance, the Jaa Chudial number is outstanding) in a decrepit building that seems to be a likely candidate for who-wants-to-be-razed-next, if there ever was a program like that. Tashi in turn delegates the task to his colleague and friend Nitin who has a weakness for street foods and is afflicted by the infamous Delhi Belly when he eats some chicken off a roadside stall on his way to making the delivery and this in turn sets in motion the whole chain of events.
The mayhem includes, a cheating landlord, attempts at blackmail, a trigger happy jealous ex-husband, run-ins with the Delhi Mafia (Vijay Raaz and company), burqas and a really bad case of Delhi Belly.
Watch this film for the situational comedy and the way in which the entire cast rises to the occasion with stellar performances and impeccable comic timing. The film captures Delhi as just another metro with its haphazard buildings, the narrow lanes which seems to be bursting at the seams, the "two hours in the morning" water supply which is the bane of every middle class metroite where as Sonia says "adjust the buckets in the morning" is a way of life, but oddly the characters seem to be more Mumbaites than Delhites. Apart from this, it is a mad and wacky way to spend a little over an hour and half.
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