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Review: Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge?

Let’s get one thing out of the way: if you’re going to compare this to a Hrishikesh Mukherjee or Basu Chatterjee film make sure you’ve seen a Hrishikesh Mukherjee or Basu Chatterjee film. Next thing I know you’ll be saying Sanjay Gupta is in the league of Satyajit Ray.

From writer/director Ashvini Dhir comes Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge?, a film pretentious for most part. In exaggerated versions of characters they’re supposed to be playing, Paresh Rawal, Ajay Devgn and Konkona Sen somehow manage to keep the film lightly engaging. Perhaps only because they’re all established actors. Paresh Rawal is Ajay Devgn’s relative who shows up one fine day and makes a mess of things, much to Ajay and Konkona’s chagrin. Slaps the watchman, makes Konkona cook, harasses the maid and is an overbearing lout in general.

Trying too hard and falling flat in the first half, Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge? doesn’t evoke much laughter except during the first song, which is a religious tune sung in the manner of Beedi from Omkara. And the not-that-funny scene in which Paresh Rawal (Lambodhar Chacha) accompanies Devgn (Puneet, a writer) to the muhurat of a film where he meets Sholay’s Kalia (Viju Khote) and wrecks Satish Kaushik’s Rs 50 lakh film set. That is the last scene before the interval, and that is when Ashvini Dhir’s Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge? attempts to redeem itself.

While the script doesn’t improve too much throughout the course of the movie, the actors start getting into their respective characters from the second half onwards. And the story takes its predictable turns. Chachaji winning everyone over, warming hearts all around, but the damage has been done. Paresh Rawal’s nonstop farting gets to you after a point, as does his burping, but I’ve never found such gags funny anyway. The religious angle is the worst, as is the half-baked stampede scare. Most of the dialogues are stale, but it hardly matters when you’ve lost interest in the film.

Chachaji is a nice guy but he could’ve been shown better. Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge? is a wrong move for Konkona Sen, and Ajay Devgn, though earnest, doesn’t seem too bothered by the way the movie shapes up. Neither the presence of good actors nor the two references to Amitabh Bachchan’s greatness do anything to save Ashvini Dhir’s film. Movies cease to be fun when they start getting preachy.

Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge? is a complete letdown despite having three bankable actors on board. Turn this guest away.

RATING: 1.5/5

(This review has also been published on Book My Show)


Review: The Unforgettable

Lust Overdose

Lust Overdose

Director: Arsala Qureishi and Sabrina Louis
Producer: Arsala Qureishi and Sabrina Louis
Writer: Arsala Qureishi
Cast: Raji James, Sofia Hayat, Chook Sibtain, Salman Qureishi
Director of Photography: W.B Rao
Editor: Asif Sheikh
Music: Ismail Darbar

A famous writer with a dislike for art falls for a sultry seductress who vomits pseudo-intellectual trash and is sustained by her philosophy that one must give in to one’s desires without questioning anything. The result of this half-baked ideology is that the lady is smothered by kisses by three extremely horny men at different points (pun intended) through the course of the film.

Yash Singhal, the author of several best-sellers is a coffee-chugging idiot who can’t deal with the most basic stuff in life, even things he shouldn’t bother about. Like not letting a woman he just had sex with smoke a cigarette. The cynical boor gives the lady who he just came with some unnecessary comment on why people need to rush for a ciggie right after making love. She let a loser like you screw her, now can she smoke something other than your pole? What a bore.

Singhal goes from Bombay to Mauritius, where he encounters the man-eater called Padma. Now Padma is this fullbodied woman who is lonely despite having a body most men would stab themselves looking at. Our hero Yash gazes at her as she swims naked in the sea, and he’s probably thinking up ridiculous things to write in his next book.

lol here we go

lol here we go

Padma turns the confident writer into an eager puppy craving for her attention, and you immediately lose respect for the chap as he falls all over himself to keep her pleased, till one day she disappears from his life.

I like erotica as much as the next person but The Unforgettable is crammed with lusty scenes while you squirm in your seat and wait for the story to hook you in.

The story delves way too deep into the lives of two people you cannot identify with – a voluptuous woman who thrives on submitting to her sexual desires and a reknowned wordsmith who falls for her. You’d expect 30+ people to be happy at least about choices they’ve made – but Padma, despite being portrayed as mysterious, and doesn’t seem to have any real happiness to her life. Yash Singhal somehow finds meaning in this unsmiling creature’s existence, and spends a long time thinking about her. Spots and follows her home in Portiana, only to find out she’s been married for a year. Padma’s husband Aditya invites him to their celebration bash where Yash makes out with the ever-ready Padma.

There are some decent scenes with fair but verbose dialogue, and the self-indulgent screenplay is further bogged down by the lazy editing. Just when you think you’re about to start liking Yash Singhal he goes and makes an ass of himself.

Angry Young Man

Angry Young Man

Padma’s best friend invites Yash over for a drink and he chickens out, he doesn’t take the second pint the chick in Mauritius offers him suggestively. Raji James is good, but his role could’ve been more impactful. Even sex scenes with these chicks and showing the guy getting on with life (and having one apart from giving press conferences) would’ve made him a slightly interesting character. What kind of a man runs off like a schoolgirl when a girl offers him beer on the beach?

The guy who plays Aditya Roy and the girl who plays Padma’s best friend are really good. One cool dialogue goes something like,  “What’s your name? Because I just want to know which author’s books I don’t need to read.”  and the best timed one was when Yash barges into Padma’s room (again, and by the way, that’s a neat little joke they have running there) and says, “What’re you reading? How To Break Hearts And Play With Emotions?”.

I’m glad to see these kinda flicks being made in English, but The Unforgettable is excessively wordy. And it’s hilarious to see the three men whose hearts Sofia Hayat broke get horny around her every now and then. Agreed the lady is miserable, but people who get laid so often smile at least once in awhile.

A former colleague seated next to me was happy when a pleasant song broke out but even that turned out to be a make-out session. Kitna, yaar? Made your point long back…it’s not a turn on, and starts to drag after awhile.

I’m glad Yash Singhal retires – a guy who doesn’t know squat about anything bullshitting other men into controlling their desires and then he gets so entangled in the web of love and lust that there is nothing else to his life apart from having boring conversations over coffee with people he knows and whatever else you’ve read here. And who wants to know all the profound revelations he’s having?

The Unforgettable
is set in the 80s, and coolly enough looks like that. Won’t give away the ending – there’s an extremely silly twist Yash finds out in a letter Aditya hands him. As if the erotica were not enough, one guys wants to kiss the other’s hand in all sincerity, but even that makes you laugh. The lady directors already announced the movie has a sad end. Sad? No, you’re glad it’s over.


The Unforgettable
is a unexciting story about people you don’t want to know, forget remember. And I certainly hope you can’t relate to it!


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