For a long time, I
have not seen such a pleasantly casual movie. It’s hard to make comedy work
especially when you want to deep dive into an unexplored comic zone with no
proven heavyweights on your star cast. Coming to the point I’d say at the
outset that the movie works successfully at par with my expectations if not
above it and the entire credit goes to the novel script, funny dialogues and powerful
acting. Generally, the movie trailers showcase the best of scenes of the film
as teasers and when you see the film, you don’t find anything better than them.
In this case, however, there is much more fun in the movie as it is no short of mirthful moments.
Vicky Arora, played
by Ayushmann Khurrana is a freewheeling Delhi brat who seems to have spent his twenty-five
years in playing cricket and music, being the family boy while flirting with
the very neighbor girl whose house is parted by a wall which has a window to sneak in. The
good thing about Vicky is that he happens to be the grandson of someone who did
produce nineteen children and is the son of one of them has made him a
healthy-sperm holder. Dr Baldev Chaddha, played by Annu Kapoor, a devoted hunter for healthy-sperm
donor finds this gem of an aarya-putra,
follows him, urges him and finally tortures him to the point that he gets ready
to periodically donate his cum for Chaddha's infertility clinic with a good sum of
money in return. In parallel, he gives desperate tries to flirt around a really
cute Bengali babe, a banker by profession, Ashima Roy, played by Yami Gautam. Per script, this
beauty somehow falls for this sperm-rich cheeky guy who convinces her to be
doing well in his trading business, concealing that the commodity of the business
is nothing but his jizz! The culture difference between the families of Bengalis and Delhiites
is sheer joy to watch especially when they get on to marry each other. Now,
post their marriage when Ashima is told that she wouldn’t ever be able to conceive,
she goes through an emotional heartbreak and the insult to her
injury turns out to be the revelation of her husband’s trading business secret. To make her open her eyes, Dr Chaddha, for the silver jubilee celebration of his clinic invites all the parents
along with their kids. At
this occasion, when invited Ashima sees all the happy parents with their
happier kids, realizes that Vicky is not that type of jerk! I am sure that she might have struggled a great deal not to think that these kids are none other than the healthily grown-up sperms once spewed by her hubby for the sake of money. In the end, the couple happily
adopts an orphan girl who has come to life due to Vicky’s then money-minded sperm
donation and Dr Chaddha continues self-compensating for his help to the couple in
terms of his demands from Vicky.
The best thing about
this movie is – though it takes you to the shallow emotional pool, it just dips you and
doesn’t try to drown you in it. It makes you realize the touchy side in a remarkably subtle way and passes on a societal message enveloped by the complete fun. There is no crying over spilt milk; it’s about moving on with the next-best
alternative. It’s indeed a good if not an impressive watch, I'd say.
