Review: Kismet,Love,Paisa,Dilli

Indian Express Rating:*1/2

What do you do after you’ve made a striking first film,which tracks a guy through a night in Mumbai as he falls in and out of hilarious adventures? Why,you do the exact same thing. Just switch Mumbai with Delhi,and the’local’ with the ‘metro’,and hope that it will come out the same.

Sanjay Khanduri’s ‘Kismet Love Paisa Dilli’ acronyms to that which cannot be expanded or explained in civil society. But it did get in a bunch of young fellows into the theatre for the first-day-first-show,all primed for the promise the film’s title held out. The director didn’t disappoint them : there is enough in the film’s fabric—crude,rude,vulgar—that can keep the most expectant fellow happy. The lines are full of allusions to private body parts and bodily functions executed in private,and of course there’s a ‘rape joke’. The leading man is sufficiently potty-mouthed,and pee-oriented too. The row ahead of me was in splits half the time : I had a tough time sitting through this one.

It’s hard to believe the same director made ‘Ek Chalis Ki Last Local’,which gave us Abhay Deol’s lovely playing of a luckless lad stumbling through a host of riotous situations. Vivek Oberoi’s loutish Lokesh Duggal aka Lucky has no such luck. His companion is a curvy chick called Lavina (Sherawat),who,we are asked to believe,belongs to one of Delhi’s prominent educational institutions. Who just happens to be a hostess in a skinny sheath at a party where there are squealing queens (a prominent designer is called Rohit Pichwadia,sigh) corrupt politicians,gun-toting henchmen,suitcases full of crores,a tape with a sting operation on it,all converging with a van being driven by four Jat goons.

If it weren’t for a few tolerable moments between Lucky and Lavina,I would have run right out of the theatre. There are elements here that make you think wistfully of mad capers and insane fun. ‘Kismet Love Paisa Dilli’ is most definitely not that film. shubhra.gupta@expressindia.com