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Saturday, October 11, 2014

Tamanchey 

Off Target


Confession: This is the review of half of TamancheyHere’s whythe press screening of the film at a suburban multiplex was 45 minutes late, because the tickets were not printed. The unfortunates who made it all the way there in rush hour traffic had to wait downstairs in the heat; the hosts did not even have the manners to escort the press to the lounge of the moviehall.  Since one had made a two-hour effort to get there, one waited.

Then, the intermission went on interminably, without explanation or apology. On being asked, one was told there was a server problem.  If the organisers of the preview had no respect for the reviewer’s time, the reviewer had every right to leave a painfully bad film at mid-point.  One might have walked out anyway, the PR team’s lack of basic courtesy just helped make it guilt free.

First of all, the makers of Tamanchey cannot decide who the director is. Suryaveer Singh Bhullar is credited as ‘creative director’  and Navneet Behal as ‘visual director’; there is also a song director, so nobody takes responsibility? Ah well!



The film is about two criminals, Munna (Nikhil Dwivedi) and Babu (Richa Chadda), who have to hang out together when  the police van in which they were being taken to prison, turned turtle. Babu is the smart one and foul-mouthed too, while Munna is a bit dazzled by her badass attitude and English speaking skills.

They take stops to eat, sleep, watch a porn movie and make love in a train, on a floor covered with tomatoes. Then Babu disappears, the besotted Munna forgets all about the bride waiting for him back in his village, and goes looking for her. She is the moll of a gangster called Rana (Damandeep Singh), and the two immediately get caught up in some inter-gang mayhem.

No matter how hard it tries to project the two characters as cool Bonnie And Clyde outlaws, they are just scruffy petty criminals, and there’s no reason to invest time or thought in their ‘crime doesn’t pay’ story. Nikhil Dwivedi and Richa Chadda (the camera focuses a lot on her bust) are well cast, and speak their ‘gangsta’ lines with a fair amount of conviction, but the film is still clichéd and boring.



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