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Lovedeep Kaur Sidhu's review: Fer Mamla Gadbad Gadbad

brunch Updated: Jul 14, 2013 16:28 IST
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An aspiring actor who enacts dramas in real life situations to make quick money, even if that entails being paid to be a ‘wedding breaker’. During one such episode, he ends up getting married to the girl who was the bride to be. Meanwhile, he has a girlfriend lurking around somewhere.

However, the aspiring actor and the girl he accidentally marries end up falling in love with each other. How things come to such a pass, you don’t really care so much about.

This pretty much sums up the plot (if it can be called that) of Fer Mamla Gadbad Gadbad, that released on July 12. What it doesn’t include are answers to numerous questions that would refuse to budge from a reasonable viewer’s mind. Questions such as: Is love really that fickle? Is romance that easy to pull off, or for that matter, a divorce? If films are taken from life as we live it, Fer Mamla Gadbad Gadbad forces you to turn philosophical.

Singer-turned-actor Roshan Prince seems to have learnt a lesson or two — to our great relief — since his last debacle, Sirphire. In the film, he gets to romance Japji Khaira — who is just as bad as she was in Singh Vs Kaur — and Bhanushree Mehra, who we hear has so far worked in Telegu films, but those clearly haven’t helped her improve in her craft.

There are other characters artists, such as ‘film director’ Rana Ranbir as Rambo, Karamjeet Anmol as Karma and BN Sharma as Pooja, whose comedy just about helps you sail through the two hours and twenty minutes of Fer Mamla Gadbad Gadbad.

But, since it is essentially a love story, it is both surprising and disappointing that the emotion should be torn apart so mercilessly. It wouldn’t be right to say that the director, Rimpy Prince, has created a disaster altogether, the man has, after all, done justice to his department. That the script had nothing to offer isn’t his fault. The dialogues, however, do make up for the loss, but then, the music is atrocious. All in all, there is no scope for any balance between yin and yang in this Punjabi film.

The filmmakers could safely get away with calling Fer Mamla Gadbad Gadbad a ‘comedy’, the latest term being used for everything and anything being offered in the name of entertainment in Punjabi cinema these days. To accept it or not, is up to the audience.