Kill Dil: Jai-Veeru-Gabbar remix

First things first. Govinda is not quite aa la re. If you plan to watch Kill Dil hoping to see the return of Govinda in a brand new avatar of the Hindi film villain, you will be a tad disappointed. But that’s the director, Shaad Ali’s failing. It’s as impossible for Govinda to let you down as a Bombay fast local to Virar. But if you have time pass entertainment in mind, then Kill Dil is as good as it gets in Bollywood-Bunty Aur Babli-Jhoom Barabar Jhoom terrain. Lots of loud, happy music (except for the irritating and forced ‘waon-waon’), some decent choreography and plenty of PJs are enough to get some laughs. Then there is the surefire Jai-Veeru dosti angle that spins half the screenplay yarn and saves the first half but goes downhill post interval. Plus, Ranveer and Ali Zafar are no Dharmendra-Bachchan jodi. If anything, they are caricaturist in their acting. Full credit for their performances go to some funny one-liners. The dialogue writers are pretty much the stars here. Though they should have credited Salim Javed for the famous Sholay characters. Govinda’s Bhaiyaji is a bad mix of Gabbar and Thakur. His laughter does not get the heebie jeebies, nor does his fit of rage. Neither is he the father figure for whom the Jai Veeru remix duo would be ready to die. More willing to fly, though. As is our Dev (Ranveer Singh) who comes across as more mixed up than anything else. Dev and Tutu (Ali Zafar) are orphans found on a heap of garbage (where else?) Chee Chee sugar daddy, a criminal (crime is never really defined, he just goes around with pictures of people to kill) picks them up and gives them guns instead of candies. The two claim to be the two most “haraamis” on earth, with the expressions of wannabe bad boys. Chee Chee sugar daddy keeps giving them ‘photu’ after ‘photu’. They press trigger after trigger. Then all three look into the camera lens and go “waon waon” and do a little shake with their heads and bodies. (No prizes for guessing who does that best). Rest of the time, they crack PJs. One goes, “ek ladki jo chat se apne papa ko dhakel deti hai, use kaa kehta hain, batao?....Push-Pa..”. So, all is well until Dev sees Ms good girl in hideous clothes, Disha (Parineeti Chopra) who strangely talks more like a goon than him. Cupid strikes and the wannabe bad boy wants to bury his guns away. Predictably, he is caught between the grinning devil and the deep sea. Chee Chee daddy stops both the sugar and the jokes. Instead he plays chess and moves his gamcha with a flourish while he claims small victories. Yashraj’s Kill Dil is a rapid watch, rapidly forgotten, kind of film. Govinda could have been the paisa wasool factor if only he was Chee Chee enough. (The writer tries to make peace with her own filmmaking nightmares, of being a scriptwriter, actor and assisting film icons by moonlighting as a film journalist.http://gayatrigauri.blogspot.in)