The ApunKaChoice movie review of Bol Bachchan.Bol Bachchan is a kind of film that might make a bit of hypercity noise pollution because of its silly slapstick, but it isn’t a befittingly clever enough tribute to the 1979 classic Gol Maal to swell with pride its director Rohit Shetty’s chest like a blouse.
So, thank goodness for tender mercies. And thank goodness for our ability to desensitize ourselves to the mindless tosh that passes for comedy nowadays, humour that could make your brain into curd -- and that further into lassi. It’s precisely this brand of silly gags that dot Bol Bachchan from the word go.
The film starts off with the garish title song featuring the lead players Abhishek Bachchan and Ajay Devgn boogieing with Amitabh Bachchan, and no sooner than the pomp and ostentation gets over we are thrust into the drama of Abbas Ali (Abhishek) and his sister Sania (Asin). The duo lose their ancestral property to greedy relatives and move to Ranakpur on the advice of their family friend Shastri (Asrani).
However, an incident concerning the village temple makes Abbas Ali lie to the village folk that his name is Abhishek Bachchan.
The brawny village pehelwan Prithviraj (Ajay Devgn) takes Abhishek under his wing. The hitch is that Prithviraj hates lies, and Abhishek, in the bid to save his hide, has to pile one lie upon another and eventually live a dual life.
If there’s anything good one takes away from Bol Bachchan, it’s Abhishek Bachchan’s chameleonic twin act: one as the deceptive Abhishek and the other as the queer Abbas. The best bit is when Abhishek Bachchan shakes his leg -- and much else -- to a wonderfully choreographed medley of songs like ‘Ooh La La’, ‘Bhaag DK Bose’, ‘Darling’, and ‘Jab Tak Hai Jaan’ with ample bosom-heaves and pelvic thrusts by the actor throwing himself into the dance like there’s no tomorrow and nobody watching today.
Ajay Devgn, playing an English-spouting pehelwan, chips in a bit of humour with literally translated lines like “Necessity is the mother of Discovery Channel”, or “I will make you remember milk number 6” that are partly funny and partly bland. Yunus Sajawal’s screenplay and Farhad-Sajid’s dialogues are seldom witty and mostly leave little to make humour’s mother sister one. The most kiddish is the pre-climax when a group of pehelwans enact a parody of ‘Ek Haseena Thi’ from the movie Karz and you can’t help but pray for greater peace to the soul of the late Hrishikesh Mukherjee.
The ladies, Asin (playing Abhishek’s sister and Ajay’s love interest) and Prachi Desai (playing Ajay’s sis and Abhi’s love interest), don’t have much to do, but look pretty and simper at the wooing antics of their loverboys -- respective, I mean. Among men, Abhishek tops, followed by Ajay Devgan (letting Abhi hog the footage), followed by Krishna Abhishek (over the top at times), followed by Archana Puran Singh - oops!
In a nutshell, Bol Bachchan has a brand of humour that’s childish, silly, homophobic and at times even in bad taste. But there’s no denying that you will end up cracking once in a while at the silliness, as you perhaps did above. What surely jars, however, is Rohit Shetty’s obsession with blowing up the cars. More than once Ajay Devgn slips into the Singham mode and makes the bad guys remember milk number six. As he does so, you can’t help but say to yourself: “Aata majhi satakali re”.