Sept 15, 2011 (Calcutta Tube): Bhul Bhal is a 2011 Bengali movie directed by Susanta Saha with Susanta Saha, Angsuman, Aparupa, Nikita, and others in the cast. Read the Bengali film review at Calcutta Tube.
BHUL-BHAL – FORGET IT!
Produced and presented by: Dream Merchant Entertainment
Director: Susanta Saha
Cast: Susanta Saha, Angsuman, Aparupa, Nikita, Prince, Poulami, Subrata, Sudip Mukherjee, Rahul Burman, Sucheta Nath, Tuhina Patra, Anushree and others.
Date of release: September 9, 2011
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[ReviewAZON asin=”B0057XXJKI” display=”inlinepost”]The only thing real about this film is its name – Bhul-Bhal for several reasons. The first reason is that nothing in anyone’s wildest imagination is right about this film. The second reason is that the title is politically conceived of because it precludes a critique the film. The third reason is that the director wanted a title song bhul-bhal that rhymed with the theme song of one of the Golmaal series Golmaal-Golmaal. This one seemed ideal.
Bhul-Bhal means ‘everything is wrong’, or, to put it more bluntly, ‘nonsense.’ The film lives up to this title like no film before, during or after this one ever did or will do. The director (Susanta Saha) is probably also one of the three heroes of the film who so desperately wanted to see himself on the screen that he made a film that cannot even be labeled a film. The story is a put-together concoction that is a terrible mish-mash that begins with a rural-urban dyad creating chaos everywhere. Sadly, the chaotic condition added to the loud and totally out of tune background score travels beyond the screen to infect the audience in a very negative sense.
Two friends Amit (Angsuman) and Phatik (Susanta) come down from their village to the city (presumably Kolkata since the city is not defined by name anywhere in the film) and ask their friend Pradip (Subrata) to help them out. Pradip asks them to trace missing persons and deposit them back to their homes in exchange for huge sums of money beginning with a mind-boggling figure of Rs.10 lakh! Pradip then goes off to “Bangladesh” and comes back only when the film is about to end.
The only clue they are handed are a sheaf of photographs you never get to see. They have a proper office and telephone but no one knows what they eat or whether they eat at all. Phatik is more enthusiastic than Amit because on the day their arrived, he saw Beauty (Poulomi) a film star and promptly fell in love with her so he needs the moolah to win her hand. Amit falls in love with a fellow tenant’s daughter who looks much older than him, talks in staccato tones and has a terrible dress sense. The director has a penchant for dressing up his three leading ladies with bulky thighs and terrible waistlines in mini-skirts and shorts making them look much worse than they already do. No one knows what the term ‘acting’ means, much less dancing or fighting. Anghsuman performs with his eyes shut and even a veteran and gifted actor Sudip Mukherjee shows the audience what a terrible performer he can be if and when needed. Probably the producer did not pay him and the director did not know the difference between acting and very bad acting. The little kidnapped girl’s lines are dubbed and delivered very badly.
Bhul-Bhal includes a chasing contest between and among obese men. The main henchman (Tiger) of the main villain Aseem (Sudip Mukerjee) runs across the streets heaving so badly that we wonder how the very fat man did not have a heart attack. Rahul who plays Sudip’s son Prince is also very fat. Suhas who plays Fatik has a tummy sticking out. There is a ‘twist’ in the tale. But no one is interested when the film is practically choc-a-bloc with twists that do not mean anything. The camera goes completely out of focus in the outdoor scenes. One comes out of the cramped theatre of Nandan III after going through this two-and-a-half hour torture disguised as cinema sighing relief. The producers should have put their money in fixed deposits and lived off the interest instead of wasting their earnings on this terrible mistake going by the name of ‘film.’
– Shoma A. Chatterji