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Showing posts with label Desi Boyz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Desi Boyz. Show all posts
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Bollywood loves Desi Boyz
Meanwhile, some members of the industry couldn't stop praising Desi Boyz.
Ameesha Patel tweeted: 'Just home from a private show of desi boyz..super funny n entertaining film. Grt job by first time director rohit dhawan'
Minissha Lamba wished the team luck. 'Looking forward to @akshaykumar and John's release this week...Good luck @desiboyz_!!' she wrote.
Kunal Kohli tweeted: 'So proud of my brother Rohit Dhawan. What a film he's made. Desi Boyz is a mind blowing film. Make lotsa noise for the Desi Boyz !'
Anupam Kher loved being a part of the film. 'Good luck to Rohit Dhawan for his Debut Directorial Venture DESI BOYZ. May it be the biggest hit of 2011. Loved being part of the film.:)' he updated.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Rediff Review: Desi Boyz and bad, bad girlz by Raja Sen (1.5 stars)
Raja Sen writes Desi Boyz is a disaster.
Selling your body -- and, by extension, perhaps your soul -- is never easy.
No matter how well you actually perform at any variant of the world's oldest profession, the very idea of being pawed at (by the undesirable, the unethical or even just the unattractive) isn't a seductive one. Being a male escort and servicing lonely women in their time of need is clearly not a job for the squeamish.
Neither is watching Rohit Dhawan's Desi Boyz, a film that paints so ridiculously rosy a picture of the gigolo life that it plays like a recruitment film sponsored by pimps.
The two leading men are forced into the hustling business by extenuating circumstances -- one wants to earn enough money to maintain custody of his nephew; the other, freshly laid off, wants to buy the Valentino wedding gown his fiancee covets -- but once they start roleplaying, they are in for a treat.
You'd be hard pressed to tell who the merchandise is, considering the two are constantly thronged by women flaunting much more skin than they ever have. This is the life of hip-hop stars, not whores.
This isn't nitpicking -- or I'd have gone on about how an apparent bachelorette party is happening on a stage in a theatre playing Priscilla, Queen Of The Desert -- but it is alarming that even in a film about two men driven desperately to Chippendale-ry, we must surround them with women dressed sluttier than they are. One of their love interests is a pouting golddigger, the other a cougar-teacher. This, a film that wants to go the full monty (but only if Monty's blonde and bosomy) is shamefully misogynistic, a perfectly nightmarish counterpart to the equally regressive Laaga Chunari Mein Daag.
To their credit, Akshay Kumar and John Abraham have taken on the nonsense with extreme enthusiasm. The ever-reliable but predictable Kumar looks young enough to go toe-to-toe with Abraham, who wears his credibly clueless look like a badge of honour -- when he isn't strutting around in slow motion, that is.
Both have to be commended for taking on a pair of beguilingly beautiful women who can't act to save their lives. Deepika Padukone, a striking girl, who absolutely should be kept away from any kind of dialogue, has here discovered underwire brassieres, leading to a series of uncomfortable poses and outfits.
Chitrangada Singh, on the other hand, is a sheer trainwreck, so bad it hurts to watch her. (Thankfully she only enters the film in the second half.)
Before she and the second half enter, the film motors along almost tolerably. There are sloppy musical cues and an inconsistent use of narrative gimmicks ("What a flashback this'll make some day," says Akshay, for example, in a flashback at the beginning of the film, a one-off flourish never repeated) and even some standard poverty=school-fees melodrama, but compared to what Kumar's been putting us through in recent months, it's almost okay, and the two boys have a fine energy in their scenes together.
The sheer horror of what lies in store for us is only apparent when the Intermission word appears. "Uh-oh. We're only halfway through?" Gulp.
The second half begins with Akshay Kumar studying at Trinity College, Oxford. (Go on, read that line a few times over.) Chitrangda plays his Economics teacher, one who quizzes him in strip-pokerly fashion.
Meanwhile, Kumar encounters a snotty British professor who sneers at India and its uncivilized populace, which is when Kumar asks him what email address he uses. The man says Hotmail (in this alternate universe 2009, where Iron Man 2 is already out) and Kumar mentions Sabeer Bhatia, a minute before he brings up Aryabhatta and the zero. Clearly, keeping a straight face during scenes like these is what earns Kumar his fat paychecks.
Meanwhile, over in London where John's camping in Deepika's backyard in a caravan evidently borrowed from Aqua's Barbie Girl video, there is much tomfoolery involving the refreshing (if one-note) Omi Vaidya.
Then John confronts Deepika who, justifiably sore about catching him in the act, sounds him out about how he'd feel if a gallery of 50 men were drooling over a half-naked her. John stops in his tracks, but this is not a question the film plans to deal with. John mentions Akshay's nephew, Deepika's face falls, and having thus found himself a ludicrous moral high horse, John rides away happily. From this point on, the apologies have to come from her.
Or from you, young Mr Dhawan. Walk away from this disaster and try harder next time. (Is it okay if we don't hold our breath just yet?)
Deepika Padukone’s good-luck slap!
We heard a sataaaak, and then there was dead silence on the floor. Our jaws dropped, as we gaped at Deepika slapping a zoOm anchor.
And then the silence was broken with cacophony of giggles and laughter, as zoOm launched its new show, 'indiatimes STAR CHITCHAT'. But first let's tell you about the lovely Ms.Dee's act of violence. Apparently, the anchor of the show, Vivaan, had worked with Deepika in Karthik Calling Karthik, and the actress shared a little trivia about her first interaction with him. And yes, it all started with a thappad.
"My first shot for the film was with Vivaan and I had to slap him in that scene," she explained. She went on to say, "Since it's the first episode of this show, I'll begin with slapping Vivaan." Of course, this one was only for good-luck, and thankfully, there was no retake either. As the show went on, our phone lines didn't stop ringing, as calls poured-in from across the country. Deepika sweetly answered every call and even promised to meet some of her fans.
Chitrangda Singh turns ‘sexy teacher’
We might not be as lucky as Akshay... she does a striptease for him in Desi Boyz, after all.
But we got our fair share of oomph-n-sizzle from the seductress. Playing a teacher in the film, Chitrangda agreed to play 'sexy professor' for zoOm reporters, too. Cashing-in on the opportunity, we fired away our best questions and she breezed through them. Here's the rapid fire session:
If you were an accountant, not a teacher, whose account would you handle?
At this moment, that would be Salman. His films are earning so much money, I'm sure he needs an assistant to take care of finances.
Which of the Khans would you want to be paired with?
Ummm... uspe kafi extensive kaam chal raha hai. As soon as something comes out of it, this class would be the 1st to know...
Have you met the special someone in John's life?
Agar mila denge toh mil lenge... And tell me if you guys find out something. Just ring me up!
Which Bollywood camp do you belong to?
I'm trying to set up my own camp in the industry.
And that camp would be...
Well, zoOm and all its employees to begin with...
Who has the best abs in Bollywood?
I haven't seen many. I loved SRK in 'Dard-E-Disco' but I don't know whether they were abs or bronzer. Nonetheless, I loved him, he's SRK!
Which Bollywood couple should patch-up?
All of them. Break-ups make bad headlines. They should all patch-up.
Should celebrities use the brands they endorse?
Endorsements fetch you free samples. So why not? Ha, ha!
Which B-town boy would you like to be linked with?
Ranbir is in a dark ('Rockstar') zone and John has already found someone special. Ranveer Singh is all over the place, so I'd like to be linked with him.
After a few more questions, the sexy teacher dismissed the class, but for once, the students weren't waiting for a break. Well, they haven't learnt their lesson well, sexy teacher. You gotta come back soon to this class.
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