Me, Myself & B n B

First for the ignorant souls B n B aka Bunty and Babli is not an “inspired” copy or a plagiarized version of the Jim Carrey hit. The title represents my dilemma…MPD strikes me too! To like or not to like – that’s the question.

I belong to the class freshly struck by the AB junior mania. So needless to say I waited with bated breath for 27th May the worldwide premiere of the much publicized talked about Yash Chopra movie. Given my (newborn) loyalty to the junior Bacchan I wanted to see it first day first show. But alas my parents refused to acknowledge my love (hehehe) and comply. The avid fan and cinegoer in me had to settle down for an evening show two weeks later. The D-day came, I couldn’t wait to get to the hall (15 minutes late tho-AB couldn’t inspire my mother enough (sob!)). About three hours later awe-struck I was all gagagoogoo. Excitedly I told my parents, what an awesome movie, superb. The Bacchans share such a great on screen chemistry and Rani was OK too(:p). Sadly they didn’t think so, they thought it was such a drag (sigh!).

Well, the practical movie critic in me (ahem!) beckoned me to think again. Honestly the storyline had a lot of potential in it to have lead to the making of an interesting watch and I guess ONLY the movie publicists realized that.There were sooooo many loopholes in the plot. I have racked my brain enough wondering why weren’t the sketches of the two con artists made even after they had supposedly made a mockery of the law, fooled the whole nation, had a whole gamut of victims, half a dozen accomplices in each crime…and yes even after selling the Taj (God help me my sides are splitting). And nobody still recognized them? I am still baffled at the scriptwriters for such gross miscalculation of the audience’s intellect level (or may be not...it is a hit!). In the end Mr.Bacchan claims that only he was the gifted soul who had an actual rendezvous with Bunty n Babli and knew who they really were! By the way could he please throw some light, for us lesser mortals, on exactly what psychic powers he was bestowed with in that flash of a second, which solved the mystery harrowing him for years? The climax, well…it couldn’t get more filmi, could it??

But, wait no…. I loved the movie. Let my senses and practicality go to hell. Man I did enjoy the three hours- the corny jokes, the dream sequences, the dance numbers, Rani’s funny bengali punjabi accent, the cute hindi abuses, Ash’s item number, the dynamic Big B, and of course Abhishek was amazing (I am blushing :p). Who says you need logic when it comes to Bollywood? Nearly all the blockbusters are senseless but they still generate a lot of moolah at the box office, right?

Whatever said and done, no matter how stupid the movie may be I still recommend it to everyone. If you wanna take a break from good well made meaningful cinema (some even produced in our very own Bollywood) go watch B n B, and yes don’t forget to leave that sensible head on your shoulders at home.Have a splendid time (and please don’t curse me later.)