Yawn. Smirk. Yawn. Yawn. Force a smirk. Yawn. You’re already through with your “Sandwich”. Reminding myself that this is a movie review, and not that of a food festival, I’ll just tell you what sort of a situation you gotta be in, if you wanna catch this flick. Imagine there’s this girl you want to ask out, and lunch / dinner is too bold a step forward. Here’s a movie which you should ask her out to, if you want quality one on one time. Cos, in spite of your looking like a Razputin, and talking like a Vajpayee, she'd pick watching you rather than the flick.
If you needed a movie with ample conversation time throughout, and just a whiff of a hint-of-a-pint-of-a-tint of humor, it would be this. However, if you ignored these instructions, and tell your date that you brought her to this movie only because tickets were available at the last minute, then of course, you’re gonna witness more than a pint of humour.
A ticket to this movie promises to show you a first time producer, who takes 7 years in making an unmade film. It also promises you a car salesman who bosses over not only his own boss, but also his two wives. You will get to see the heroine resplendent in bridal makeup, sitting in her mandap, with a shiny new revolver. Perhaps one of the guests brought it along as a sensible gift. You will see another heroine, who in an extreme fit of anger and insecurity, pulls out a kerosene stove and…begins to cook food. Then there are the villains, who after chasing their target in open streets, shooting at him with pistols and what not, think it’s an accomplishment to throw him out the door when he actually lands up at their place. You’ll see a plastic surgeon, leaving aside his profession and hobnobbing with the villains for a few lakh of rupees. If you’re thinking the movie is a comedy, perish the thought. The movie is a joke.
Not that there aren’t some laughable moments. When Govinda goes “bhanda bachalo”, in his inimitable style, he rings some nostalgic bells of the days when ribs used to tickle, and sides used to split. The sad part is that this bell isn’t rung too often. And when it is, it’s so loud, that sides split all right… the sides of your eardrums. The comedy one liners sometimes (read mostly) try too hard to be funny, while of the ones that fell flat, you can tell that there just wasn’t any imagination.
In this three hour movie, it would be your responsibility to keep your date entertained for two and a half. Here’s all that it puts you through. Sher Singh aka Shekhar aka Govinda wakes up one morning and finds himself married to two women. How was that possible? Well, you just take a Bollywood movie, add a Govinda, and hey presto… Anything is possible. One wife, Sweety (Mahima) he keeps in his village, while he lives with the other one, Nisha (Raveena) in Mumbai. Fast forward through a song and a dance in which both the mothers get to exhibit their motherly love to the newborns, and watch them grow up a bit. You’ve become an uncle, and have aged 7 years.
Fed up with the separate existence, Sweety with mom in law (Reema Lagoo) and kid Tony in tow, land up in Mumbai to pep things up for the movie. Now the master of twin marriages, Shekhar spends half his time at one place, and the other half at the other.
Think life is too simple so far? Wait, for it gets more so. The children find there is something amiss, and begin to suspect that their fathers are the same. The suspicion rubs off on the mothers as well, and they begin to ask questions. Shekhar// Sher singh do as good a job of dissolving these suspicions as any… after all, they have Govinda to back them up. But it all goes awry when Govinda in the role of Sher Singh meets another Govinda, the fake real husband of Nisha.
The sad part of this comedy is that Govinda does not get too good a script. I mean, no one goes to a Govinda movie to dwelve on the story. It’s more like gimme me my slapsticks, and I’m outta here. More of his one liners fall flat on their faces rather than not. That said, there is surely a lot of action left in the man. Raveena plays an overtly suspicious wife / lover, a role she is not natural in. However, she can carry off some bits of comedy well, and manages to do so. Mahima plays a gharelu Sweety, who has to quickly adapt to modernity in the city, yet keep the rural outlook. Her role does not seem to trouble her acting skills too much, and she is probably one of the plus points of the film. The acting of the other sidekicks and villains was up to the low standards set by the script. Had the one liners been more imaginative, the medley could have been thoroughly enjoyable. As it stands, the movie seems to have fallen as flat as most of its one liners have.
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