Banner: Metro Movies
Producer: Chirag Mahendra Dhariwal
Director: Neerraj Pathak
Cast: Sunny Deol, Preity Zinta, Arshad Warsi, Ameesha Patel, Shreyas Talpade, Pankaj Tripathi, Sanjay Mishra, Jaideep Ahlawat, Manoj Joshi, Ranjeet, Mukul Dev, Brijendra Kala, Hemant Pandey
Writer: Neerraj Pathak
Music: Jeet Gannguli , Sanjeev Darshan-Neerraj Pathak, Amjad Nadeem, Raghav Sachar
Neerraj Pathak’s Bhaiaji Superhittt has finally hit theatres and we cannot stop wondering why. The film is so bad you wince every time you remember how painful it was to watch it on the big screen.
Set in Varanasi, the film centres on the lives of 3D, fondly known as Bhaiaji, and his beloved wife, Sapna Dubey. When Sapna begins to get increasingly suspicious of 3D and his extramarital flings, she leaves him. When he goes to a wedding to coax her to come back into his life and their house, she is reluctant. She impishly lets him hover around her a bit so that he pulls up his socks and becomes a better life partner. As matters worsen owing to a series of meaningless events, Sapna sends him divorce papers. 3D, a don, along with his gang, arm-twists a Bollywood director, Goldie Kapoor into making a film on his love story with Sapna so that it prompts her to come back.
Thrown into the incoherent mix are Tarun Porno Ghosh, a small-time film writer; a lookalike of 3D called Funny Singh, a struggling actor; his arch rival, Helicopter Mishra; and a Bollywood star, Mallika Kapoor, who is head over heels in love with 3D. Then there is a psychiatrist, Dr Gyan Prakash Buddhisagar, who is treating 3D’s ‘hormonal disbalance’ and Gupte, 3D’s ex ally and Mishra’s present comrade who magically vanish from the film midway.
The writing is so lazy that it seems as if a one-liner was stretched, and then stretched some more, to make a film. This is one of those films that probably looked terrible even on paper. The characters are not adequately fleshed out, stereotyping is one of the salient features of this film and Bengalis are typecast to death. One of Porno Ghosh’s most distasteful lines is, “Producer maarta hai toh roshogolla lagta hai.” And if stereotyping was not enough, there’s a strong dose of sexism too. A few scenes later, “Macho se Madhuri bante jaa rahe ho” is casually hurled at the unsuspecting audience.
It is excruciatingly lengthy to the point where you fail to understand what happens in the wafer-thin narrative. You also stop questioning the various unnecessary subplots that make the already lifeless film spin out of control. It would be unwise to expect crisp editing, because if the scissors had to do its job, nothing would be left of the film.
Formula is sacred. Hence, the makers have packed in a handful of forgettable and agonizing songs that do nothing to carry the film forward. The film opens with its title track, Naam hai Bhaiaji, UP ke don. It has Sunny Deol doing what he does best – punching into and breaking a brick wall. How can one not incorporate a romantic track in a Bollywood film? And so we also get to see a dreary Sleepy sleepy akhiyaan jagaake maine rakhiya. It boasts everything but much-needed chemistry between the lead pair. The background score is even worse. Every time Porno Ghosh appears on screen, a bizarre Oh dada plays in the background. And if, inexplicably, you sill go to watch this movie, watch out for the scene where Sapna is restored to life. The film keeps trying to adopt a Rohit Shetty-esque style but fails miserably. Also, had this film released in 2012 as it was supposed to originally, it would have still been a dated fiasco.
Performance-wise, some of our best actors have been wasted in the film. Case in point: Pankaj Tripathi, who plays Gupte, and Sanjay Mishra, who essays the role of Dr Buddhisagar. Sunny Deol’s presence as Bhaiaji is the only saving grace in this film. Preity Zinta as Sapna Dubey has a scintillating screen presence but she is a misfit as a desi belle. Jaideep Ahlawat as Helicopter Mishra is unimpressive and unconvincing. Manoj Joshi and Ranjeet have redundant cameos. Mukul Dev, Brijendra Kala and Hemant Pandey had nothing much to do. Ameesha Patel is a letdown and she hams in most of the scenes. Arshad Warsi and Shreyas Talpade are irritating.