Delhi Belly: Vulgarity redefined

Delhi Belly:

An intelligent comedy.
Imran Khan finally delivers a hit.
A bold attempt.
A film that guarantees good laughs.

These statements made by reviewers and audience across the country compelled a film enthusiast like me to rush to the cinema hall with an almost incomplete dinner as I felt I can’t afford to miss even a moment of such a Bollywood‘s marvel.

As I was about to enter the hall, I could witness people laughing and a man was almost falling from his chair. Well! This increased my levels of excitement and of course I had a little regret to have missed out 5 minutes of the movie already.

The result:

In the first few minutes I felt I should have closed my ears. In the next few minutes I actually closed my eyes unable to witness some s**t happening around. I wondered, “how is Aamir Khan promoting this s**t with lots pride of and enthusiasm?” and I simply walked out. I had probably watched the movie for some 10 minutes or so.

The bold thing about Delhi Belly is that how on earth did the technical crew actually managed to work and shoot for hours together in such a lousy atmosphere. A film is made for the ‘viewers’ to ‘watch’. But if the aesthetics are not in place and if the film lacks basic viewable content, how can that be a film at all? Is it an intelligent film where I had to literally close my eyes?

Hell was raised when movies like Kurbaan, Dev.D and Ishqiya were released because of the so called vulgar content they had. But they no where come closer to the coarse and cheap aesthetics of Delhi Belly. They were far better. In fact Delhi Belly went a step ahead and shouldered the responsibility of educating the audience about foul language as it defines what actually f*** means. I don’t know the concept and storyline of Delhi Belly as I couldn’t tolerate the first few minutes of the film. There is no question of standing such s**t for 96 minutes just to understand how intellectually and intelligently the director could have made the film.

Rating: Undefined. Watching Delhi Belly is as good as watching and breathing a platter of s**t.