Oh, no darlin, we didn’t hate Delhi Belly.
Au contraire, it’s a pretty decent English film.
At least by Indian standards, Delhi Belly is most certainly an entertaining movie.
Paisa Vasool, as all ye putzheads like to say.
It’s just that we’re amazed to see Aamir Khan forever chomping on one film-maker or the other’s drill-bit.
This time, Aamir Khan goes down on British film director and former Mr.Madonna Guy Ritchie and neatly slides it down his cavernous, stretched
Boy, Aamir Khan must have liked the experience so much. For it shows in Delhi Belly, which is a very slick movie, at least, for most of its 1hr-42min playing time.
BTW, one of the main characters in the movie even boasts about a blowjob he got from his girl-friend (at her wedding to another guy) and then gets into a rollicking, disco song.
Delhi Belly is in the mold of Guy Ritchie’s crime films like Snatch, RocknRolla and Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels featuring a bunch of oddball, colorful characters with all the frenetic momentum, wild antics, weird twists and bullets flying. But all of it happens in Delhi Belly within the confines of an Indian setting.
You’re unlikely to get your undies wet if the Guy Ritchie genre is familiar terrain but you’ll likely still find Delhi Belly an enjoyable experience.
Now before you schmucks jump down our throat, Aamir Khan is the producer of Delhi Belly and makes a fleeting appearance as well in the film toward the end.
A fast-paced film centering around three youths (also roommates in a dingy place) who are trapped in a diamond smuggling enterprise accidentally, Delhi Belly is a wild-ride for those of you schmucks habituated to crude Bollywood drivel like Ready or boring romcoms like Tees Maar Khan.
The three guys Tashi (Imran Khan), Nitin (Kunaal Roy Kapur) and Arup (Vir Das) find themselves in outlandish situations, some of it self-inflicted and a lot of it thrust on them.
Much of the antics we found amusing and occasionally downright hilarious although over time the Delhi Belly problem plaguing Nitin got on our nerves. Seriously, how much crap can you take! 🙁
We liked the two girls Poorna Jagannathan and Shenaz Treasurywala, who play second fiddle to the three guys.
Like us, if you’re the sort that likes ’em tatas nice and swinging, well, Treasurywala has bigger treasures in her blouse. But Jagannathan has the better looks.
The acting is decent all round and the movie trots along at a fairly brisk pace.
Delhi Belly is not without its weaknesses though.
For one, the the English dialogs are not powerful enough to match the vivid images.
Second, the movie tends to slow down a bit in the second half but fortunately picks up steam again.
Third, the photography is pedestrian. Nothing that jumps out at you.
Will someone get off his couch and tell the Indian
movie-makers mothaf*ckas that a movie is a visual experience?
Still, all its weaknesses aside Delhi Belly is worth watching for the break it provides from the relentless, mindless garbage Bollywood keeps shoveling at you.
Go for it, folks. Don’t miss Delhi Belly.