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Sunday, June 05, 2016

Housefull 3 

Headache X 3



Sajid Khan created the awful Housefull franchise and passed the baton on to Farhad-Sajid,  whose work actually makes you look at Khan with renewed respect.  There is the school of thought—mostly among bad filmmakers—that films are meant for the masses, who enjoy masala entertainers; they are willing to leave their brains at home and enjoy.

Even if Housefull 3 were to be watched with a third of the brain in functional mode, it would still be difficult to watch a bunch of actors from who better work can (and should) be expected, doing a film like this. There’s the money of course and a paid holiday abroad, so if the end result is conning audiences who mistake this for entertainment, who’s to blame?

London-based Batuk Patel (Boman Irani) has three daughters, Ganga (Jacqueline Fernandez), Jamuna (Lisa Haydon) and Saraswati (Lisa Haydon), who could redefine the word bimbo. They have the annoying habit of translating colloquial English lines into Hindi. For example: “Hum bachche nahi bana rahe hain” for “We are not kidding,” or  “Thandi waali dawa khaa lo” for  “Take a chill pill,” or “Paal-pos ke oopar ja” for “Grow up”!  Whoever finds this funny is the target audience for Housefull 3.

 Patel does not want his daughters to get married, but they are in love with Sandy (Akshay Kumar), Teddy  (Riteish Deshmukh) and Bunty (Abhishek Bachchan)—all three a little overage for the tomfoolery they subject the audience to.   Aakhri Pasta (Chunkey Pandey—returning from the earlier films), pretends to be an astrologer and tells the women that each of their boyfriends should, respectively, not touch Batuk, look at him, or speak to him. So to get around these conditions, Sandy pretends to be disabled, Teddy acts blind, and Bunty plays mute. This allows for tasteless gags making fun of disability. And while they are their puerile best,  Farhad-Sajid mock women and people of colour too. Then a gangster Urja Nagre (Jacke Shroff) enters the picture and the mayhem is multiplied.

There may have been a genuinely funny joke or two hidden in there, but one can’t recall it—left the brain at home, remember?

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