Director : Puri Jagannadh
Cast: Amitabh Bachchan, Hema Malini, Sonu Sood, Prakash Raj, Sonal Chauhan, Charnmi Kaur
Rating: **
Even if you miss the directorial statement of intent as the end credits of ‘Bbuddah’ roll, you know that this is a film which is more genuflection than exploration. What Puri Jagannadh does in this Bachchan redux is to give us a Big B retelling, and reveling in, his own myth, of superstar eternal. Which seesaws between getting us all nostalgic, and all irritated : when Bachchan plays it with a nudge and wink, we are laughing with him, having a blast; when he gets serious, he’s the one we are hyukking at.
Bachchan may have even pulled it off if he had been given a better film : every time he starts getting into his stride, which he does more fluently in the second half, completely extraneous things come and halt him in his tracks. If you really want to know, he plays, apart from the Big B-with-a-thickened-girth, Viju the ex-gangster who runs a pub in Paris and is back in Mumbai to wrap up unfinished business, in a series of white suits and multi-coloured scarfs, two watches worn side-by-side on the same wrist, and jazzy shades.
In a film whose only purpose is to get Bachchan into the frame as much as it can, all the supporting acts have to stay content with the sidelines, even if it is a scene gobbler like Prakash Raj (bad guy), or a good actor like Sonu Sood(good guy) who looks a lot like the young, clean-cropped Bachchan in a cop uniform, or the graciously ageing but no bbuddhi Hema Malini (romantic interest, also estranged wife) who steams up the scene, or even the on-the-comeback Raveena Tandon (blonde-streaked flame, there solely to provide laughs).
