Movie
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THODA rona dhona. Thoda tweeny pranks. And thoda special
effects. Ten minutes into the movie and you know what's
up next for the suave biz tycoon Ranbeer Talwar (Saif
Ali Khan), who walks out of award ceremonies (of course,
with awards) even before his name is actually called
out for. Phew! Now that's what we call a poor little
rich boy! Cut to the tale of four sorry kids who've
lost their parents, courtesy the hit-and-run Mr Tycoon.
Of course, he ends up playing court-appointed-legal
guardian to the kids. As for the kids, they find shelter
and naturally it's their chance to take panga with
their unwanted foster pop. Not to miss out is Ameesha,
who in a way nails the silly fashionista part, not
just in her skimpy outifts, but also her blind faith
in astrology. Makes for some lazy lamhe with a welcome
change of image by Ms Goody Two Shoes!
But hey, no magic here till now. So where is the
magic? Well, the magic actually starts working in
the second half when angel-turned-nanny-turned-
didi Rani Mukerji, aka angel Geeta, makes the tycoon
and the kids realise the world is but a beautiful
place. And how does she do it in that house of badmashi,
bullying, back stabbing amidst the bratpack of four
kids, Vasisht (Akshat Chopra), Avantika, Aditi and
Iqbal? First, by playing almost wifey to Saif (though
not one for real) in an authorative way, as her
heavenly English accents gets lost with some earthy
punjabisation. And then with the kids by flying
her way through literally every problem -- the sea,
swimming pool, forest, jungles, museum... You name
it and she's zooming ahead, with a song and a smile!
For this celestial being belongs to the heavens,
abode to God (Rishi Kapoor), who has the toughest
task of all... He needs to make humans learn to
live happily ever, just like the fairy tale.
Kunal Kohli turns his attention from seemingly
adult tales -- Hum Tum, Fanaa -- to a desification
of Mary Poppins. And like his earlier films, he
displays a strong hold on the medium, despite shifting
gears to sentimental family drama. Saif's good,
Rani's commendable, but the show stealers are the
babalog who carry the emotional parts to near-perfection
on their frail shoulders. Truly, it's the age of
WHIZ KID in Indian cinema!
