Film: “Patel ki Punjabi Shaadi”
Chief: Sanjay Chhel
Cast: Rishi Kapoor, Paresh Rawal, Prem Chopra, Vir Das, Divya Seth Shah and Payal Ghosh
The story is set in Adarsh Housing Society, Mumbai, where Gujaratis manage the perch. As they are the dominant part, normally there is no non-veggie lover nourishment or liquor permitted. Viewing Aastha TV is the de rigueur and that too till 10 p.m. as it were. To put it plainly, challenging guidelines administer this “sanskaari” lodging society pleased with their “Gujarati asmita (pride)”.
Hasmukh Patel (Paresh Rawal), who runs a supermarket there, lives with his two little girls Nimisha and Pooja (Payal Ghosh) and mother (Bharti Achrekar). His girls can’t leave their hair open, watch Fashion TV, or not to mention seek after a profession in mold planning.
In comes a boisterous and gregarious Punjabi family – The Tandons. Guggi (Rishi Kapoor), the proprietor of a carport of second hand autos, his child Monty (Vir Das), father (Prem Chopra) and spouse Pummy (Divya Seth Shah).
Expectedly, the two families are at loggerheads, as Hasmukh Patel does not favor of the debase methods for the boisterous Punjabis and he as of now holds resentment against the Punjabis because of some puzzling reason, he continues murmuring constantly.
No prizes for speculating, the inescapable happens – Monty begins to look all starry eyed at Pooja, Hasmukh Patel’s little girl. How the Punjabis eventually prevail upon the Gujaratis, accordingly spreading the message of India is one, is the thing that this dreary two-hour film is about.
Touted to be a giggle revolt and a drama, the film is a sermonizing drag with irregular lessons on the matchless quality of Gujaratis, their way of life and commitment to the improvement of India to such an extent that they foresee, “Ek commotion Gujaratis akele China se takkar lenge”.
The plot, stuffed with chokes, situational drama and some unoriginal exchanges about Punjabis and Gujaratis is the thing that executive Sanjay Chhel recourses to. Notwithstanding, he bombs hopelessly to influence you to giggle wholeheartedly. Before the finish of it, you simply laugh if just to satisfy him and come up short on the corridor, looking for deliverance.
On the execution front, Rishi Kapoor as Guggi Tandon is each inch the uproarious Punjabi man, who cherishes his whisky and ladies, however shows at least a bit of kindness of gold. Vir Das tries hard as Monty Tandon, the reckless Punjabi puttar turned gave darling to inspire you with his drama and maybe his comic streak, yet plunges as the content bamboozles him.
The film has a place with Paresh Rawal, who, tragically as Hasmukh Patel offers nothing that we have not seen him do some time recently.
Bharti Achrekar is her typical self, a bit Manorama-esque however. The debutant Payal Ghosh as the bashful, faithful Gujarati young lady and shy sweetheart is frustrating and bombastic.
The music is similarly shaking. It needs artfulness – be it in verses, tune or picturisation.
Generally speaking, the film which has a TV cleanser feel with trashy generation esteems, flimsy camera work, boisterous hues and worn out exchanges, is a “shaadi” you can securely skip.