Rama Rama Kya Hai Drama
Cast: Rajpal Yadav, Neha Dhupia
Misdirection: Chandrakant Singh
Rating: 1/4 *
My dearest Mrs K M,
This is something close to a suicide note. I refuse to return home because I truly hate myself for subjecting you to all the perilous movie plots I have, week after week. You have aged gracefully (love that silver streak in your hair). I haven’t.
As you might have realised, the comedies I have suffered through in the pursuit of a giggle or a titter have been in vain. They have put an unerasable frown on my face. Worse, this Rama Rama Kya Hai Yeh Dramaa has plunged me into a state of depression deeper than your dimples, my darling. I should have just stayed at home and appreciated the chiseled dimples, your cooking and your care.
Anyway, I write this letter to you to cry that I can’t come home because I don’t want to tell you how miserable this R2KHYDraaa was. About the only positive thing I can say about this brain-drainer was maybe just half a degree more endurable than Aag ke Ram Gopal Varma.. or was it Ram Gopal ki?.. well you know what I mean.
Believe me, my Jodhaa-se-bhi-pyaari begum, Rama Rama.. is all about bad wives and worse husbands. Rajpal Yadav is a bank employee who doesn’t like Neha Dhupia (is he nuts?). And the bank manager Ashish Choudhry who doesn’t like his wife Amrita Arora (he’s not nuts). Anupam Agnihotri and Rati Kher.. or is it?.. you know what I mean.. are busy bodies, curious about everyone’s unhappiness but their own. And it’s all directed like some amateurish navtanki which makes you wish you could run far away to Barabanki.
All sorts of unchecked male chauvinism prevail in the dialogue as well as the gags. The Censor Board was either dozing or snoring or both. Yadav imagines he’s hitched to other men’s wives. This is supposed to be hilarious (it’s delirious) and there’s such drivel heard that girls are a “burden”.
Mere humdum, meri biwi, you know why I’m writing this note to you. I absolutely promise not to tell you any more about this movie. I ask your forgiveness for having spent a part of our bank balance at the multiplex (I do need food and drink). I appeal to you only one last time.. I will never ever see a movie as bad as R2.
If you think you can forgive me.. please open the door.. I’ve been waiting to get to my bed, place an ice-pack on my head and always appreciate the fact that I have a biwi who isn’t at all like Dhupia, Arora and Agnihotri. Please open the door, please..