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Mayank Shekhar's Review: Hide & Seek

You couldn’t care less for the characters in Hide & Seek to bother with their bumbling back-story; never mind that the nuggets in the film itself don’t eventually add up. Read on for full review.

india Updated: Mar 13, 2010 12:11 IST
Mayank Shekhar

Director: Shawn Arranha
Actors: Purab Kohli, Mrinalini Sharma
Rating: *1/2

Caught you, says the marking on a courier envelope; close-circuit screens in a realtor’s office; scroll on a web chat room… The recipients of this message find themselves suddenly unconscious; abducted; holed up in a mall, in the dead of the night, with something (not known what) stitched into their abdomen.

Each has a present, by the Christmas tree, under their name. It’s Christmas Eve. The boxes reveal several TV remote controls, when one would suffice. They switch it on. A Santa on a giant screen talks to them.

Of the sillies stuck in this sticky situation – they were all friends at some point - one’s a movie star in a shiny bathrobe, who buffed up after being a fat boy once. There’s a tapori-type, who references his cues from '80s Anil Kapoor. The other’s a hot model; yet another, a cokehead corporate ‘suit’.

Of this group, Purab Kohli plays a mentally challenged buddy, who’s just returned from 12 years in an asylum. He hardly talks, quietly observes. You realise, in fact, he’s the only one not imbecile in this lot. Everyone else seems positively demented.

You couldn’t care less for these characters to bother with their bumbling back-story; never mind that the nuggets in the film itself don’t eventually add up.

A group in an inexplicably nightmarish mess as this would pool in resources to figure a way out first. Not these happy campers.

They exchange gossip on the politics of their friendship instead. The jock picks up a Superman shirt to get out of the bathrobe. Others knock around stuff from the Ahmedabad mall’s shops that have glass-doors left welcomingly open for lifters of the night. The cokehead snorts some more coke; the ‘tapori’ does ‘timepass’ even more.

And then, shhhh, a secret Santa follows. Dhadam, dhadam dhadam… It’s a whodunit. Ooo, gotcha ‘n’ all!