Priority landing, VIP movement and Chechen duo by Puneet Rajhans

Priority landing, VIP movement and Chechen duo by Puneet Rajhans
The spoof

Priority landing, VIP movement and Chechen duo

The other day Aaliya Khan of Bindaas was ticked off by a traffic cop in Punjab. Hosting a travel show amidst the growing traffic on road, the cop told her, “Madam, VIP movement ho rahi hai. Yeh yahan na karein.” Not an ounce of regret, she continued with her outing. Having seen all this commotion on TV, the Chechen duo who had parked themselves at a Delhi Hotel, discovered a tale they could relate to.

Turning the heat
Having heard about Chechen rebels, it was the turn of the Chechen duo in India to turn the heat. Having been to India for umpteenth times, their distraction was to do with the fair game being denied to them whenever they stepped out of their hotel. Their movement had a big oversized hurdle to cross. In common parlance dismissed as a big, big nuisance and in traffic terminology as VIP Movement, this endeavour of VIPs to step out and step on the gas was increasingly seen as an act of breach of trust and faith. For the public at large, this act of confining themselves to home was a testament to the politicos crude desire to nudge rules to their end, with no solution in sight explaining their growing plight. Dismissed as habitual offenders for not turning on time at a designated place, the public had taken this in their stride. But the Chechen duo weren’t prepared to take the same line.

Tale of disconnect
Their tale of disconnect had a lot of pain and agony aligned to it. Never had the privilege to reach the said destination at the appointed hour, they were subjected to slang of the worst order from their host. Protestations notwithstanding, the host was in no mood to oblige them to enter the premises as they had been declared as habitual late comers. Slighted, they decided to leave the Capital for good and a good five hours before their plane was to depart lest they could be asked to cool their heels for a prolonged session.
As the plane proceeded towards its destination, the brawl in the air was the next act to follow. Done with a purpose and with the might they could command, they exchanged blows and abuse to the best of their capacity. The cabin crew was in a state of heightened alertness, followed with efforts to see calm was restored. To ensure that priority landing was ordered marked with a safe passage for them to the interrogation centre. Not to be pushed aside, they answered each query with equal regard for the law and their interpretation of what VIP movement meant in their country. Beginning with “we don’t have these many VIPs ruling the roost; traffic going full steam even when VIPs are on the move,” the Chechen duo handed a lesson or two for Indian lords. Seeing their delivery of ideas, the authorities saw to it that they promptly departed. Thus after interminable sessions of delay the Chechen duo had a priority as their tagline.

Kismet Konnection to Housefull to Badmaash Company

Slice of luck - the hard way

Puneet Rajhans

Traverse through Kismet Konnection, Housefull and the Friday-released Badmaash Company, the traces and trials of securing relationship through sheer amount of luck is increasingly evident. You seek a company, you end up getting a raw deal; you seek a lady companion, you have brushes with no less than a beast (enough emerge from the body language of the protagonists) ; and when just out on an outing, the patch of bad luck refuses to go. The plot prime movers in the three flicks increasingly stare at the prospects of gaining simple and sublime luck, missing out on more than one tryst.
In the first two outings, Shahid seeking the magic wand, Vidya Balan, and Akshay scouting for true tryst with love for umpteenth time, the aftermath of bets turning against them look fairly prolonged as the lady in a quagmire resembling situation walks out. Against this the Shahid propelled Badmaash Company has him latch on to crossing fingers act time in and time out, with increasing hints of success.

Having been pushed to the wall, Shahid in KK has an endless date with trials and tribulations as his architect-blessed degree can't take him places. Enter Vidya Balan, his ATM card as well as his endless visits to clients get him the cake he longs for. He desires for this chemistry to the point of getting deliverables in place - and no sooner this realisation dawns on him that nothing would move an inch sanning Vidya in person. With Vidya scanning all in place, the obsessive role gets the wheel to move on.
THe Housefull feast secures Akshay a new life after every previous encounter has left him breathless. Three dates, he is literally gasping for breath. Tragic as it could get the life he aspires for and the lady luck he seeks are completely borne out of turn of events that literally demand a slice of luck from him (yes from him); something he desired to visit him at regular intervals.
Badmaash Company has tales move with Shahid crossing fingers to secure the company of Anuksha, seeking big orders from clients and on occasions when his brush with law looks increasingly fatal. Courting or counting on luck isn't that lucid as the path that is traversed repetitively.
Trust me is the line that the protagonists regularly take in the three cocktail-filled surroundings. Only with the belief that this trust would hand them the destiny they desire coupled with the luck quotient that would endure. A BIG TIME is the idea that resonates over and over
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Badmaash Company Not enough to lure you to theatres
Badmaash Company may take the tribe of moviegoers to hit the nostalgic note, when the likes of Manmohan, Mc Donald and the date with foreign shores were in short supply. That apart the emotional connect with the flick can’t be traced.
Strays, limps and comes back to life at the fag end. The year captured is 1994 - smitten by Amitabh-cum-two channel filled doordarshan. From here on Badmaash Company struggles as it carries on the strength of a period largely defined by high import duties. This opens a new front for the gang of four (Karan, Zing, Chandu and Bulbul) to hit the Bangkok firmament back and forth.

Standard, the model of the car, black and white edition, the TOI’s strength, and the cities of Madras, Calcutta, Bombay very much in circulation before they were renamed. Manmohan Singh’s declaration of a drop in the import duties to a new low brings to a halt to their Thai odyssey. Stumped, the gang of four gets on to a new bandwagon, the US; the new moolah raking destination with enough rope being given by Jaju mama. As the promos conveyed, there were tales within tales for conning effort to continue unabated. They were out to con people, with laxity in the US law all showing up. The tools employed to fix the system are old age ones; imprints of ingenuity are few and far.

The flick struggles further in the US-backed plot where the gang of four splits and reunites after much reels have been wasted for a redemption that Karan is seeking. Well, there is nothing as sweet as honesty and all padded up with this flicker of strength, Karan seeks the company of the three. The plot wavers, the numbers not strong enough except the Chaska and fakira, the effort in showing up ideas as a magic wand is a mindless one. Well the stock market, the consumers and the cops have been shown to be patent followers of the hype-cum-bait thrown by Karan - and there it hits a new low.

It all looks staid given the territory the plot moves where the authorities are the first to fix the rut .
A star cast that failed entirely to do justice; a plot that meanders to no effective platform; and the various con acts done with no brawny ideas. The chemistry between Shahid and Anuksha doesn’t add up either.

Except for the Prada the tiger that makes an appearance in Housefull, there is one Prada here as well, the store. The similarity ends there itself.



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