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 There is no oomph or pizzazz in this comedy scene. In order to be fair to the three actors, David Dhawan lets them all take a turn each at spouting their insane lines. So we have to watch one deliver a monologue on why he wants to commit suicide, another one comes along and explains his reasons and then the third one has his go. By the end of the first scene, I was exhausted myself. This is how it pretty much runs throughout the rest of the film. Raj, Veer and Aryan (Fardeen Khan, Zayed Khan and Sharman Joshi) experience identical happenings and each seem to have the same problem - they all are fed up with their wives (Ayesha Takia, Esha Deol and Soha Ali Khan). Three temptresses provide distractions (Yep, three again... one for each of the boys... how convenient!) and they are Rekha (Aarti Chhabria), Madhuri (Riya Sen) and Dimple (Sophiya Chaudhary). Lucky bhaiya (Sanjay Dutt) arrives out of nowhere to keep the naughty boys in check and on their toes.
The movie is a spot of overblown kitsch but there are a couple of laughs to be had from Sanjay Dutt´s dialogue delivery. He gives a chuckle or two with his Punjabi wit. He is not restrained at all (actually he hams it up occasionally) but in the company of Zayed Khan, he comes off looking good. Speaking of Khan, his SRK inspiration is getting a tad too obvious. When he distorts his voice into a whiny bleat to deliver the comical lines, he sounds like a goat on helium. He should learn from Sharman Joshi- now here is an actor who knows how to deliver punchlines. Most of Dhawan´s indulgent celluloid binge is absolutely absurd. The main plot makes no sense and the sequences that parody the conventions of old Hindi cinema look too smug. Some of the actresses look very serious in the initial scenes that contain a spoof element. When Aarti Chabria flutters her eyelashes at her hero after being saved from being eaten by two fake sharks, I couldn´t help but wonder whether she actually knows that none of this is meant to be taken seriously. Later, as all the six actresses deliver emotional soliloquoys to their wayward partners, a sense of embarrassment begins to seep in. Truly, the blend of parody/spoof and serious melodrama is quite uneven.
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From the opening scene, it is easy to mistake David Dhawan´s "Shaadi No. 1" as a quickie that a bunch of drunken college students decided to make just for fun. Fardeen Khan, Zayed Khan and Sharman Joshi are shown attempting suicide and failing it. Like the British comedian, Jo Brand, once said, "there is nothing worse than watching badly done comedy".
Dhawan once again gifts a tribute to Manmohan Desai by creating parralel stories between Raj, Veer and Aryan. Make no mistake about it, the titular characters in "Amar Akbar Anthony" were as different from each other as you could get. In contrast, Raj, Veer and Aryan are not well-written characters and do not seem to vary from each other much. Why have three anyway? Dhawan could still have told the same story with just one character. That would have also resulted in a shorter running time. Having three similar leading characters only prolongs the agony of watching this drivel.
Milap Zaveri´s dialogues compliment this grotesque piece of work that Dhawan is trying to pass off as entertainment. Zaveri understands the surreal and cartoonish element of it all and delivers bizarre gags about cows and underwear. He frequently compares the institution of marriage to things like chicken masala and mango pickle.
As the ridiculous climax (showcasing six characters hanging off a pipe somwhere in mid-air) comes to a close, one begins to understand that this is not just any ordinary David Dhawan picture. This is David Dhawan on Speed.