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Obnoxious lyrics: ‘Main Laila Laila Chilaon Ga Kurta Phaad Ke’ and ‘Ooh Aah Ouch’, exhausted idea of ‘Comedy of Errors’, unimaginative song choreography, flabby editing…but who cares. Nobody is objecting, nobody is complaining. It is Govinda yaar, sab chalta hai. |
| You can’t imagine
a world without Govinda. An arid highbrows world, having
no room for flavour of the street. A colourless world of
black and white where there is no space for the splash of
heady pink and flamboyant purple. A world of realism
where materialism rules the roost and refuses to let the
nerd in you break free. Phew! Thank god, we have Govinda,
who is a great escape from the routine world and bestows
on you the freedom to be plain silly. It is really amazing to know how entertaining Govinda can make a film that otherwise has nothing in it. His new film, Anari No.1, the fourth in the No. 1 series, is another one of those rib-tickling comedies that Govinda has made his forte. But unlike earlier No.1 films, where he paired with David Dhawan, here he has teamed up with Kuku Kholi, who incidentally happens to be the scriptwriter of the movie. Here he tries to whip up the usual concoction of gag bag humour in a double role as Rahul, the rich tycoon and Raja, a poor waiter. Rahul lives in a big mansion with his stepmother, Aruna Irani, and uncle, Prem Chopra, who is eyeing his property and is always scheming to grab it. Raja always dream of becoming rich. He gangs up with his girl friend, Sapna (Raveena Tandon) and friend, Sattaar (Satish Shah) and kidnaps the rich one. But his conscience gives him trouble so he let him go, which lets a strange villain, Tiger Tadipaad who tries desperately to look menacing, enter the scene. He abducts the rich guy and then tries to create plastic terror. But, as Shakespeare says, all is well that ends well. Raja makes use of his resemblance with Rahul and after usual antics, succeeds in freeing him from the villain’s clutches. Aruna Irani gets her son back, Sona (Simran) gets her fiancée back and there is sudden change of heart in the scheming uncle. And, they live happily ever after. Perhaps, the best thing in the movie is Govinda himself. He is effortless in his role, be it the poor Romeo or ‘regal’ guy who wears Versace suits. He spins a magic whether he is dancing on ridiculous songs or giving a heart rendering, tear-jerking emotional scene. The comedy is also punctuated by the indomitable Jonny Lever who dresses-up like Daler Mehndi and talks, walks, deliver blows on the tune of Tunak Tunak Tun. Both girls provide glamour in the film. Raveena is turning out to be a perfect make for Govinda in clowning and dancing. Earlier, we witnessed this in Bade Mian Chote Mian. Simran, whom we earlier saw in Tere Mere Sapne, is a pretty face but has much to learn. Kuku Kholi’s direction is good but lacks the potency of David Dhawan. He gave his best bet for the maiden production venture of his wife, Aruna Irani. Music is average but is backed by lyrics that torment your finer sensibilities. But somehow they seem to make sense when they come out of Govinda’s mouth. Anari No.1 is not wonderful but promises to stay in the theatre for a long time. The reason is obvious – Govinda. |
