Bathroom humor . Review on Delhi Belly

The bell is still ringing in my stomach, the laughter of many still echoes. It’s certainly a good movie, one time watch with friends and not with family, nah! Dint you read, it’s an “A” movie. First thing first, if you have grown ups, tell them to enjoy the two and half hours with their friends. If you have younger ones, keep them at home and don’t let them to learn the foul language so early, atleast not from this movie and that too not in front of your eyes. Am sure, you wouldn’t want them to be influenced and then exhibit the newly acquired skill with kin or friends.

The next is the story line; let me try penning some thoughts around it. Three untidy bachelors, in one of the most dilapidated houses in Delhi, living in the most unhygienic place were shown to be running around the entire city for giving some cash, some diamonds and finding some people. Paradoxically, they came from well-to-do family, they were journalist and sketching artist in a good firm. Thinking why were they shown living in a place which was almost decaying.

Talking about the protagonist, whacked by brains to understand, who was it anyway? Mr. Khan or the motu who was complete Delhiite with his attitude and his dialogue. Not to forget the spontaneity with which he shouted those “improper” words, took the audience to a roller roaster laughter ride. Again, the “marketed protagonist”, was just trying to be “the bread pakoda guy”, but did he achieve that level. Stated an RJ giving his opinion on the movie, so if the producer earned even Rs.1000 because of him, he should consider it to be a crore, that’s what he is worth. Guess that sums it all.

Veer Das acted well, his character was second to the motu(Kunal Roy) in the movie. Depicting a feeble, self contained man, who can almost be termed as an idiot! Not to mention, the scene where he was wearing a burqua and trying to drink water. Impetus and natural, Veer Das was himself in the movie.

Women did not play any critical role. Some of them just had to be there, as kissing the lone gender would have landed the producers and director into another rut of censorship, apart from the controversy looming around Mr. Bose.

A special mention of the gangster, Vijay Raaz. Completely Delhitte, mouthing the foul language, carrying the attitude of a rogue and captivating the scene with undiluted action, the character was well depicted.

So, will I watch the English version of the movie, ah! so you dint know that the movie was in English. Fortunately or unfortunately, I saw the Hindi dubbed version. The idea is to be global so that audience around the world could enjoy the film. And each time the Hyundai Santro is battered hard, guess, Mr. Perfectionist is up against arms for someone, somewhere.

Bathroom humor in every true sense, and a little gross and sickening at times, the “uncivilized” characters in the movie could be seen once, again strictly with friends.