Director: Abhinay Deo
Producer: Aamir Khan
Cast: Imran Khan, Kunaal Roy Kapur, Vir Das, Shehnaz Treasurywala, Poorna Jagannathan, Vijay Raaz
Harmless entertainer
As a comedy, Delhi Belly is one of the smartest situational laugh-riots in a long time. Outstanding with bold dialog, the Aamir Khan production was strangely exciting even after repeated warnings about harmful adult content and shocking visuals. First off, I think the first round of applause should go to our frenemy Censor Board for displaying such maturity- for once proving that mindlessly snipping a film of it's soul is not the first thing it does. The spirit of Delhi Belly remains intact.
Next up is Aamir Khan, as he receives the Filmmaker's Award for Bravery. A cultured philosopher like him, with all his 'perfection', for once lets go and creates a masterpice nonetheless. To you Mr Khan we owe a lot of great works, and this one should certainly deserve a spot in the Hall Of Fame. Extra credit to the wife (Kiran Rao) for standing next to husband dearest as he discovered his wild side. It was clear as Aamir and co promoted their dear production, that everyone wanted in on the wilderness- we just never knew when it got to us.
The movie opened with great expectations and much hyped hysterical bouts of laughter- and it delivered. Aamir's nephew overcomes his chocolate boy image from Jaane Tu...Ya Jaane Na days- and how! As Tashi, he's your regular English-speaking Delhi boy, figuring out the classic love dilemma- he loves her, or he loves her not. As he flees from death, he explores parts of him he didn't know existed.
Vir Das is...a happy-go-lucky cartoonist, how apt! The actor has that classic silent look and the perfect comic timing to make you split your sides laughing. You don't know whether to laugh or to cry- as he tries to make a suitably funny laughing banana, as his 'girlfriend' gets married, as he shaves his head off, and as he croaks his way through the entire riot.
But in all fairness, Kunal Roy Kapoor takes the cake- the Delhi Belly lies with him, quite literally. You can't help but be disgusted at his grotesque manner of earning a living, his foul-mouth, and the varying exploits in the loo. Which is why, you don't realise when you fall in love with the character and find yourself cheering as he saves the day as the movie draws to a close.
The ladies blend in nicely- just as nicely as the various insults and swear words in the movie never offend you.
This is classic, coming-of-age humour, not for the 'saint-hearted'. The now famous 'DK Bose's from Kolkata have enjoyed the movie just as much as the Delhi lot, who connect with it's free spirit.
Here's to Imran and the boys!!
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