Ramu’s experimentation’s gonna kill him one of these days.The general sadness surrounding this entire venture brings tears to my eyes.
I can imagine the motivation for making this film too. He must have visualized sequences of the story, long shots with mirages in the foreground, a bomb woman walking slowly down the road, mr Oberoi’s dark glasses reflecting the sand dunes.Well, then make a trailer.Wasting a whole lot of money, time, cast, crew, rubber off the tyres of the Safari, well simply unforgivable. The movie builds into more and more nothingness. Its as if Ramu lost interest after the Antara Mali belly button shots were finished. The rest of the film didnt really matter.Hurrah for belly buttons! The rest of the film didnt matter to the audience either.
The great dream of every so called Adventure seeking teenager, who is adventuring for the overall complete experience of returning from the god-forsaken trip to tell his friends how great it was is brilliantly portrayed here. The excuse for making a film about the couple travelling by road from Mumbai halfway to Mongolia is absolute trash.
Well lessons learned: next time take the train, pay Rs 500 to a tout for reserve tickets, but dont bore a nation. It gets bizarrer and bizarrer. There is a general psycho stone throwing guy.A Raj zutshi who vanishes.A small tortoise. Some pointless sand grains. Not comic relief either.It would have been nicer to shoot the backside of a camel defecating.
The movie is supposed to twist with the arrival of the Bajpai.Hmmm...one thing that definitely twists are your innards. He is predictably insane, the kind of insanity that every paan-wala in bombay is capable of invoking.Very shaky indeed.Good actors wasted because of the lack of context and situations for them to respond.
Then there is the item song. One hot woman dancing erotically with a guy who could be her father, her driver and her bodyguard all in one. One longs for some kind of respite from the sheer stupidity of making a film like this. Finally you gotta ask. What was that all about? Was it a favour to the actors, the choreographer, the cameraman?
Well, Ramu better pull up his socks. He’s losing some respect from an expectant audience. See the movie as you would listen to one of those long knock-knock jokes. If they had incorporated a 2.5 hr long shot of Antara Malis belly button, it would have made for interesting viewing.Atleast at the end we’d have learnt patience and something about belly buttons.
Take your barf bag along. Motion sickness is guaranteed.