Movie review of Chaar Din Ki Chandni. Director Samir Karnik’s Chaar Din Ki Chandni qualifies as a ludicrous comedy of such silly order that even as you marvel at the stupidity that piles up reel after reel, you do break into a grin or a guffaw once in a while. It’s a film not to be taken seriously and to be appreciated for all its foolishness. On that count, it’s a diluted rehash of director Karnik’s previous hit Yamla Pagla Deewana and donning the turban this time is Tusshar Kapoor who steps in as Pappi Sardar (not Paapi Sardar, mind you!) in the second half and leaves you smiling with his OTT antics littered with gaalis of the ‘Teri Behen Ki’… ‘Teri Maa Ki’… genre.
Find that funny? There’s more. The toilet humour flows smoothly as if in a spanking, spit-polished drain. There are crass references to faeces and arses, and human genitals alluded to with words like ‘ghanta’. And then there is the slapfest -- slaps flying left, right and centre -- more than aptly amplified by the background sound effects (pataak pataak!) so much so that a viewer too involved in the proceedings might hear thappad ki goonj in dreams at night.
The storyline goes thus: Veer (Tusshar Kapoor) is a UK-returned son of a Royal Rajasthani family who can’t muster the courage of introducing his Punjabi girlfriend Chandni (Kulraj Randhawa) to his gun-toting, staunchly Rajput father (Anupam Kher). The occasion is the wedding of Veer’s sister, who, by the way remains busy looking out for sex toys online.
Veer introduces Chandni as a journalist who’s come to have an insight into a royal Rajasthani wedding. Sooner than expected Veer’s three brothers are eying her up. And what a bunch they are. There’s the incorrigibly lecherous (Mukul Dev), a perennially drunk (Chandrachur Singh) and the sullen, anti-social (Sushant Singh).
Add to the jamboree Chandni’s loud-mouthed Punjabi father (Om Puri) and mother (Farida Jalal), a gay wedding planner, a suspicious, snoopy, injury-prone mama and the madcap bunch is all but rocking.
Samir Karnik pulls no punches in making stabs at the slapstick. The humour, though crass and inane, works at times, primarily due to the actors. Om Puri is the pick of the lot, followed by Tusshar Kapoor who delights with his sardar act. Kulraj Randhawa is the cutest thing to happen to Bollywood after Preity Zinta and Minissha Lamba. Yesteryear actress Anita Raaj also makes a comeback in an inconsequential role and so does Harish.
The music is mostly forgettable, save for the rip-off of the popular song ‘Chandni O Meri Chandni’, which you now like for all the wrong reasons. The little compensation is Tusshar Kapoor trying to imitate the stiff-limbed dance his father Jeetendra mastered in.
To watch or not? Go for it only if silly comedies turn you on.
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