In the good ol’ days, audiences in some places were known to rip cinema seats, and to throw things at the screen if they were offended by the film they were watching. Beware, multiplex owners; that tradition is likely to be revived this week with Chaar Din Ki Chandni. This appalling comedy, directed by Yamla Pagla Deewana’s Samir Karnik is possibly the worst film you’ll see this year…and we’re only in March right now.
The movie’s centered on a Rajput royal (Tusshar Kapoor) who returns from university in London with his girlfriend (Kulraj Randhawa) by his side. Aware that his prejudiced father (Anupam Kher) will never approve of a non-Rajput bride, he introduces her as a journalist assigned to cover his sister’s lavish wedding. Things get complicated when his brothers – all three of them: the alcoholic one (Chandrachur Singh), the angry one (Sushant Singh), and the horny one (Mukul Dev) – fall for his girlfriend, and the situation only gets worse when his father decides to find a suitable groom for her.
About as much fun as plucking your nose hair one by one, Chaar Din Ki Chandni sees fine actors like Anupam Kher and Om Puri engage in what appears to be a contest of hamming. Dialogues are yelled out, never spoken; and Punjabi cuss words are showered as generously as confetti at a four-year-old’s birthday party. A gay character, portrayed as a sexual predator, is repeatedly referred to as “tedha medha”…and these are just a handful of the problems in this awful film.
With no semblance of a script to rein him in, director Samir Karnik takes the “anything goes” approach, relying on tired slapstick gags and over-familiar racial stereotypes to deliver cheap laughs. In one scene, Mukul Dev’s character asks a female construction worker for change, and proceeds to suggestively sniff the currency notes she pulls out from inside her blouse.
Dumb, offensive, and unfunny in equal measure, Chaar Din Ki Chandni has no merits whatsoever, including its singularly unappealing cast, some of whom (Anita Raaj, Chandrachur Singh, Mukul Dev) seem to have been pulled out of cold-storage to make fools of themselves here. Particularly insensitive to Sikhs and gays, this exhausting film saps you of your energy, and your will to visit the cinema again anytime soon.
I’m going with zero out of five for director Samir Karnik’s Chaar Din Ki Chandni. That’s two hours and thirty minutes of your life that you’re never going to get back again.