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For the past two or three years, there has been
a strange phenomenon of small, light, frivolous or baseless films
which have a run of two or three weeks and then vanish for ever.
May of them do not even surface on D.V.D.

Trade Pandits and analysts wonder, who finances these
films, gets them distributed and released after some hyping. Also
about who bears the losses and how is the balance sheet managed,
if the recovery period is short and dull? A little probe into the
economics shows that the new multiplex culture and those behind
it, like M.N.C.’s corporates or marketing magnates, support this
trend indirectly or directly. After all they do want a stream of
films to fill the multiple screens. Through the main money cream
comes from mall and exposure, the basic structure has to run as
a cinema theatre.
While an occasional “Bheja Fry” may attract the elite crowd and
show profit above its costs, there are a dozen every month which
go “thanda” in the heavily cooled and cushioned plexes, with fifty
to hundred people in each show. It is an unwritten rule that if
there are less than ten cinegores in any show, it would be cancelled
and money refunded. And this happens quite often in the suburbs.
Two new films just coming up in this way are “Woodstock Villa” and
“Hari Putter” ripped off from “Harry Potter”. Recently gone with
the A.C. wind are “Dhoom Dhadaka”, “Mr. Black Mr. White” and such
other nonsense.

About Shashi Ranjan’s Dhoom D”, many trade people
were asking how such a script was at all read and approved. On paper
it was obvious that it would not make even a “Chalta hai” comedy.
And there are vulgar attachments, too. Anupam Kher and Satish Shah
in the cast are not enough to make and sell a film. Even Sunil Shetty
could not help the “Black-white” crap. Then how? Well, obtaining
dubious finance has become a fine art. And the multiplexes, with
their multiple hoardings merchandise to sell, are there for background
support. The producer rarely puts in his own money.

Despite the fate of “D. Dhadakka”, another odd films
being made with Anupam Kher as lead actor is Mr. Bhatti on Chhutti
and little known others in cast. Karan Razdan exposes his directorial
brain in this venture, about a bank worker who dreams of world peace
and wants to concretize it with America’s George Bush. A free trip
falls in his lap and thinks the Presidents has called him. Instead,
he falls into a lot of hurdles. Helping him cross them is Big B
(jumping in from nowhere). Kher quickly declares him to be his second
idol. And finally he does save the world with the secret plans.
Well, computer graphics can make you shake hands with any topper,
as hanks did in “Forest Gump”. Bachchan’s guest appearance is supposed
to help the film.
But what does an actor of his stature achieve by agreeing to play
such silly roles? Just for the sake of old friend Kher? Of course
there will be the self promoting spectacle shown croeds gathering
outside his bungalow, joined by our poor hero. Once abroad, he finds
himself wooed by a Kher. Then the crime agencies get into the act,
not accepting his real identity and calling him a terrible terrorist
Abu. Even Bachchan on foreign shores tells him to accept the new
situation. It must be all for the cause of world harmony. We hope
the audience’s mental peace does not get unbalanced.

Paresh Rawal is another old comedian on whom films
are being pegged, through with crutches of regular heroes like Akshaya
Khanna. Coming up is “Mere Baap… Pehle Aap” another from the comical
warehouse of Priyadarshan. It is a piquant situation, of a son getting
his father married and the various cross-roads he has to face including
his own live affair. The Shemaroo video people headed by Raman Maroo
are piloting the project.
Director Priyadarshan reverses the traditional father-son roles.
Akshaye has to convince the widower and then make him a suitable
bride-groom by grooming him up, through he may resist the moves.
His own romantic angle with a sweet girl played by newcomer Genelia
is jeopardized. But he is bent on playing the band – master at his
father’s nuptials and the make bonding goes well with the new generation
and times. For an idea-recall you can look up “Sleepless in Seattle”
and then Karan Johar’s remarke where the child tries to match –
making of father and a new woman who responds.
If Anupam Kher is making a lot of noise without results, his and
Kiron’s son Sikander is making a dashing biker debut with “Woodstock
Villa”. With forbidding Ekta Kapoor joining hands with Sanjay Gupta
as producers. Arty director Hansal Mehta did not have a ball making
this thriller cross-weaving sex, ladies, murder and mystery, on
who is and who is what. Neha Oberoi is the heroine.
Examples are very many of queer little films (queer in the other
sense too) which passed like the parade gone by. There was “Darjeeling
Ltd.” Lying on D.V.D’s for long, till someone through it fit to
give it a Plex release. The semi-foreign film about three brothers
discovering their private ghosts did not make much impact. Hindi
films like “Mithya”, “Sunday”, “Yatra” were also confused and confusing.
Only “Superstar”, through not properly followed and acclaimed made
a job of an exchanged double role, where a struggler has to pose
as a star who dies. At least the multiplex aid is helping new people
to make films of their choice with untried talents of actors, technicians
etc. That’s a small blessing.
Kher and Big B come together in “Mr, Bhatti on Chhutti”
Sikander Kher --- Debut in “Woodstock Villa”
“Mere Baap Pahale Aap”
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