In Desi Boyz, there is a scene where Akshay Kumar extols the discovery of Zero by Aryabhatta. Zero is also the number of times i laughed while watching Desi Boyz, and that statistic for an intended comedy drama, is damning to say the least. Speaking of which, it is a curious movie indeed- because there is neither comedy, nor drama, just a 2 hour trip into nothingness.
Its London and the 2008 recession, and Nick (John Abraham) and Jerry (Akshay Kumar) take the full brunt of it- jobless and penniless, yet for both with their baggage's in the form of an expensive girlfriend and dependent nephew, the only possible recourse, is to enlist in Desi Boyz, a global male escort service- defined dumbly in the movie as the only "recession proof" job. And in a firm that asks you your "size" during sign-up, all our heroes are asked to do is to spread happiness, which according to the director mainly involves dancing with skimpily clad "needy" women. Hell, if it were only that and i could shake a leg, male escort services, here i come!
With a film directed by "king of crude comedy" David Dhawan's son, boasting of comedic talents such as Akshay, Anupam Kher, Satish Kaushik, Sanjay Dutt, and yet they are not able to tickle your funny bone- is a shame. To his credit, Rohit Dhawan creates potentially funny situations, but muddled direction ensures they all fall flat. And by muddled, i mean every scene is treated in a comedy-drama way, not comedy or drama! The final courtroom drama is such a farce, left me cringing. The music makes you feel Pritam just rehashed some of his older numbers.
Its also a shame that the moments close to being funny in the movie come from Omi Vaidya and he too just does an extension of his "Silencer" act. While Akshay is his usual energetic self, and John has his perennially dumb expression (btw he is an finance whiz kid to boot) on earnestly throughout the movie, the leading women are disastrous. While Deepika Padukone should stick to ramps permanently, Chitrangada Singh is an interesting case study- in the middle of the movie she explains cross elasticity, when one product affects demand characteristics of another product, maybe she was speaking of herself. Is Jyoti Randhawa's golf going through such a lean patch that she has to put herself through THIS? A very talented actress, yet looked so out of place in a crass comedy with oodles of makeup, insufficient clothes, and high heels.
Here's the most useful piece of information in this write-up by a wannabe male escort....Be afraid, folks, be very afraid- a sequel to Desi Boyz is already in the works. I am already running, are you?
Its London and the 2008 recession, and Nick (John Abraham) and Jerry (Akshay Kumar) take the full brunt of it- jobless and penniless, yet for both with their baggage's in the form of an expensive girlfriend and dependent nephew, the only possible recourse, is to enlist in Desi Boyz, a global male escort service- defined dumbly in the movie as the only "recession proof" job. And in a firm that asks you your "size" during sign-up, all our heroes are asked to do is to spread happiness, which according to the director mainly involves dancing with skimpily clad "needy" women. Hell, if it were only that and i could shake a leg, male escort services, here i come!
With a film directed by "king of crude comedy" David Dhawan's son, boasting of comedic talents such as Akshay, Anupam Kher, Satish Kaushik, Sanjay Dutt, and yet they are not able to tickle your funny bone- is a shame. To his credit, Rohit Dhawan creates potentially funny situations, but muddled direction ensures they all fall flat. And by muddled, i mean every scene is treated in a comedy-drama way, not comedy or drama! The final courtroom drama is such a farce, left me cringing. The music makes you feel Pritam just rehashed some of his older numbers.
Its also a shame that the moments close to being funny in the movie come from Omi Vaidya and he too just does an extension of his "Silencer" act. While Akshay is his usual energetic self, and John has his perennially dumb expression (btw he is an finance whiz kid to boot) on earnestly throughout the movie, the leading women are disastrous. While Deepika Padukone should stick to ramps permanently, Chitrangada Singh is an interesting case study- in the middle of the movie she explains cross elasticity, when one product affects demand characteristics of another product, maybe she was speaking of herself. Is Jyoti Randhawa's golf going through such a lean patch that she has to put herself through THIS? A very talented actress, yet looked so out of place in a crass comedy with oodles of makeup, insufficient clothes, and high heels.
Here's the most useful piece of information in this write-up by a wannabe male escort....Be afraid, folks, be very afraid- a sequel to Desi Boyz is already in the works. I am already running, are you?