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Sorry Bhai! (2008) Movie Rating and Review :
Rating :
Acting – 7/10
Direction – 6/10
Screenplay – 5/10
Music – 2/10
Technique – 5/10
Review :
All in the family!
Shabana and Boman steal the show in this brothers’ tale
Crackling chemistry. That’s Sorry Bhai! for you. Between Sanjay Suri and Chitrangda Singh? Between Sharman Joshi and Chitrangda? Or, taking a leaf out of director Onir’s debut My Brother Nikhil, between Sanjay and Sharman? Naaaaah. It’s the chemistry between Shabana Azmi and Boman Irani!
Sorry Bhai! gives Bollywood the elderly couple romance with far more shades than the Amitabh-Hema jodi in Baghban. Shabana and Boman light up the screen with the playful nonk-jhonk, the come-hither glances, the ready wit and the quick repartee (he ridicules her for watching ‘Kyunki Cheeni Bhi Kabhi Ganna Thi,’ she criticises him for saying ‘Bonjooor’ instead of ‘Bonjour’). They take off from where they had left us in Honeymoon Travels (yes, there is a kiss here too!) and take us on one hell of a ride. The playful banter — specially in the scene where he threatens to shoot her with a gun and she runs around the room squealing like a teenager — and the unspoken love beneath the tu tu main main make them the couple to watch. And when they aren’t around, Sorry Bhai! just isn’t that much fun.
But unlike Something’s Gotta Give which was abo ut the romance between Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton, Sorry Bhai! is not about Shabana and Boman. As the title keeps reminding us, Sorry Bhai! is about two brothers who, like the quintessential Bollywood bhais, are ready to sacrifice everything for each other. Or are they?
Absent-minded scientist Siddharth (Sharman Joshi) has built a make-believe world of his own that very few are allowed access to. A jazz aficionado who plays the saxophone like a pro, he slogs day and night to come up with a kinetic theory that can make a wooden dog fly (yes, you read that right!).
In other words, he is the “ideal man” as his bhabi-to-be Aaliyah (Chitrangda) points out to him when Siddharth lands in Mauritius (along with parents Shabana and Boman) to attend elder brother Harsh’s (Sanjay Suri) hastily-put-together marriage. But Siddharth and Aaliyah get drawn to each other and soon realise that they are in love.
Weighed down by their conscience, the two try to stay away, but the fact that they can’t keep their hands off each other doesn’t help matters much. All hell breaks loose when word reaches the family and after a lot of rona-dhona and sacrifice — including a heavy second half coupled with a ridiculously melodramatic 10 minutes towards the end — Sorry Bhai! reaches a disappointing denouement.
Disappointing, when we compare it to the intriguing opening scene in which a greying Sharman and Chitrangda are shown exchanging wedding rings, two sons in tow.
The post-interval whine may dilute the fun feel of the first half, but there are moments that do leave a lasting impression. Whether it is the fraught-with-sexual-tension Sharman-Chitrangda scenes or the moments in which the Shabana-Chitrangda cold vibes transform into hardcore girl bonding, both feisty and funny at the same time, or even the ones which touch upon the bhai-bhai bonding.
If Onir broke new ground with same-sex love in My Brother Nikhil and then delved into the complexities of human relationships in Bas Ek Pal, it is forbidden love that he explores in Sorry Bhai! So, rather refreshingly, you find a woman powerfully attracted to her devar and pursuing him passionately. And you find a man going to buy a suit for himself for his brother’s wedding and ending up making love to the bhai’s fiancee in the trial room.
Even if the execution falters at more than one point, Onir does deserve a pat on the back for trying to break the stereotype. But then why can’t he stop himself from falling prey to ridiculous Bollywood stereotypes like ‘Ma kasam’(!!)? And are we to believe that New York doesn’t have universities, because Chitrangda’s excuse to stay on in Mauritius post- marriage and not move to New York with Sanjay Suri is that she wants to study!
Shabana and Boman’s class act is what drives Sorry Bhai! but the rest chip in too. Saddled with a relatively smaller role, Sanjay Suri is perfectly in control. He steals the film’s most powerful scene — when Sharman tells him ‘Sorry Bhai! I stole your bride,’ Sanjay is devastated, slaps Sharman a couple of times, stares in disbelief, but still ruffles his brother’s hair as Sharman drops sobbing at his feet. Trust vanishes, but the love remains.
Sharman Joshi gets the meatier role and turns in a good performance, although he doesn’t quite manage to look the quiet, brooding, on-the-verge-of-a-major-discovery-scientist types. Sorry Bhai! has for long been touted as Chitrangda Singh’s comeback film. And though she looks STUNNING — in a white top or a little black dress or a sheer sari — the same can’t be said about her acting. The weak dialogue delivery coupled with the visible unease in the emotionally charged scenes are a dramatic dip from her powerful Geeta act in Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi. Time to return to the Sudhir Mishra fold, Chitrangda.
Even though the film runs for just two hours, editor Irene Dhar Malik should have used her scissors more effectively. Gaurav Dayal’s thanda music falls short for a film that is essentially a romance. But Sachin Kumar’s lens captures Mauritius like never before.
Onir pays attention to detail like showing the pristine, untouched characters in white through the film. But can we please not have another film that shows a film studies student turning to Casablanca, Guide and Pather Panchali?
Acting – 7/10
Direction – 6/10
Screenplay – 5/10
Music – 2/10
Technique – 5/10
Review :
All in the family!
Shabana and Boman steal the show in this brothers’ tale
Crackling chemistry. That’s Sorry Bhai! for you. Between Sanjay Suri and Chitrangda Singh? Between Sharman Joshi and Chitrangda? Or, taking a leaf out of director Onir’s debut My Brother Nikhil, between Sanjay and Sharman? Naaaaah. It’s the chemistry between Shabana Azmi and Boman Irani!
Sorry Bhai! gives Bollywood the elderly couple romance with far more shades than the Amitabh-Hema jodi in Baghban. Shabana and Boman light up the screen with the playful nonk-jhonk, the come-hither glances, the ready wit and the quick repartee (he ridicules her for watching ‘Kyunki Cheeni Bhi Kabhi Ganna Thi,’ she criticises him for saying ‘Bonjooor’ instead of ‘Bonjour’). They take off from where they had left us in Honeymoon Travels (yes, there is a kiss here too!) and take us on one hell of a ride. The playful banter — specially in the scene where he threatens to shoot her with a gun and she runs around the room squealing like a teenager — and the unspoken love beneath the tu tu main main make them the couple to watch. And when they aren’t around, Sorry Bhai! just isn’t that much fun.
But unlike Something’s Gotta Give which was abo ut the romance between Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton, Sorry Bhai! is not about Shabana and Boman. As the title keeps reminding us, Sorry Bhai! is about two brothers who, like the quintessential Bollywood bhais, are ready to sacrifice everything for each other. Or are they?
Absent-minded scientist Siddharth (Sharman Joshi) has built a make-believe world of his own that very few are allowed access to. A jazz aficionado who plays the saxophone like a pro, he slogs day and night to come up with a kinetic theory that can make a wooden dog fly (yes, you read that right!).
In other words, he is the “ideal man” as his bhabi-to-be Aaliyah (Chitrangda) points out to him when Siddharth lands in Mauritius (along with parents Shabana and Boman) to attend elder brother Harsh’s (Sanjay Suri) hastily-put-together marriage. But Siddharth and Aaliyah get drawn to each other and soon realise that they are in love.
Weighed down by their conscience, the two try to stay away, but the fact that they can’t keep their hands off each other doesn’t help matters much. All hell breaks loose when word reaches the family and after a lot of rona-dhona and sacrifice — including a heavy second half coupled with a ridiculously melodramatic 10 minutes towards the end — Sorry Bhai! reaches a disappointing denouement.
Disappointing, when we compare it to the intriguing opening scene in which a greying Sharman and Chitrangda are shown exchanging wedding rings, two sons in tow.
The post-interval whine may dilute the fun feel of the first half, but there are moments that do leave a lasting impression. Whether it is the fraught-with-sexual-tension Sharman-Chitrangda scenes or the moments in which the Shabana-Chitrangda cold vibes transform into hardcore girl bonding, both feisty and funny at the same time, or even the ones which touch upon the bhai-bhai bonding.
If Onir broke new ground with same-sex love in My Brother Nikhil and then delved into the complexities of human relationships in Bas Ek Pal, it is forbidden love that he explores in Sorry Bhai! So, rather refreshingly, you find a woman powerfully attracted to her devar and pursuing him passionately. And you find a man going to buy a suit for himself for his brother’s wedding and ending up making love to the bhai’s fiancee in the trial room.
Even if the execution falters at more than one point, Onir does deserve a pat on the back for trying to break the stereotype. But then why can’t he stop himself from falling prey to ridiculous Bollywood stereotypes like ‘Ma kasam’(!!)? And are we to believe that New York doesn’t have universities, because Chitrangda’s excuse to stay on in Mauritius post- marriage and not move to New York with Sanjay Suri is that she wants to study!
Shabana and Boman’s class act is what drives Sorry Bhai! but the rest chip in too. Saddled with a relatively smaller role, Sanjay Suri is perfectly in control. He steals the film’s most powerful scene — when Sharman tells him ‘Sorry Bhai! I stole your bride,’ Sanjay is devastated, slaps Sharman a couple of times, stares in disbelief, but still ruffles his brother’s hair as Sharman drops sobbing at his feet. Trust vanishes, but the love remains.
Sharman Joshi gets the meatier role and turns in a good performance, although he doesn’t quite manage to look the quiet, brooding, on-the-verge-of-a-major-discovery-scientist types. Sorry Bhai! has for long been touted as Chitrangda Singh’s comeback film. And though she looks STUNNING — in a white top or a little black dress or a sheer sari — the same can’t be said about her acting. The weak dialogue delivery coupled with the visible unease in the emotionally charged scenes are a dramatic dip from her powerful Geeta act in Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi. Time to return to the Sudhir Mishra fold, Chitrangda.
Even though the film runs for just two hours, editor Irene Dhar Malik should have used her scissors more effectively. Gaurav Dayal’s thanda music falls short for a film that is essentially a romance. But Sachin Kumar’s lens captures Mauritius like never before.
Onir pays attention to detail like showing the pristine, untouched characters in white through the film. But can we please not have another film that shows a film studies student turning to Casablanca, Guide and Pather Panchali?
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