A monumental sex comedy could be erected from the premise of a young man who finds, one day, that his “man power” has transformed into a “sone ka tower” – but Guddu Ki Gun isn’t it. It isn’t for lack of trying, though. Kunal Khemu is game as ever – he must have the most reserves of equanimity in Bollywood. If the good roles don’t come, he’s saying, I’ll prick pick what I get, even if it’s a story about my junk turning to gold. (Would the French call this an “Au Pair”?) And Brajendra Kala is at hand as a shady sex doctor – the very image induces a smile. The problem is that the directors, Shantanu Ray Chhibber and Sheershak Anand, don’t, um, rise to the occasion. They’re content with little bouts of wordplay – “sona hamesha oopar hi jaata hai,” that sort of thing. Along with various euphemisms for the thing itself. Like “dingdong.” And “nunu.” If you remember, the villain in Austin Powers in Goldmember suffered from a similar condition. I’d tell you about it but it’s a schlong story.
As these things go, Guddu Ki Gun isn’t very, uh, hard to sit through – but situations that should have made us spurt with laughs are rendered somewhat limp. There’s a journalist who learns about the “Lord of the Lings.” He’s out for an exclusive – with a photograph. There’s a cuckolded husband. There’s an “ugly girl” whose sacha pyar will cure Guddu. (Why get all serious in a film with this story?) There’s a Jaane Bhi Do Yaaro-inspired climax that riffs on Mughal-e-Azam. Meanwhile, the golden gun itself is stolen, hunted for, and, eventually, welded back into place. After an hour, the outrageousness gets old, and things really peter out.
- sone ka tower = tower of gold
- “sona hamesha oopar hi jaata hai” = gold always goes… up
- sacha pyar = true love
- Jaane Bhi Do Yaaro = see here
- Mughal-e-Azam = see here
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