Meri Pyaari Bindu Film Review : Blah Blah Bland

| May 14, 2017 | 0 Comments

When you sit down to write a script,scene or a novel the major fear of any writer is the writer’s block.It is generally shown in films as stack of rolled paper lying on the floor as the writer trashes whatever he has written.

Meri Pyaari Bindu seems to have been written with this writer’s block. Its premise is so pedestrian, the narrative so nerdy, the screenplay so staccato that you wonder why it was conceived in the first instance.

Abhimanyu Roy aka Bubla (Ayushman Khurana) is a successful writer of horror erotica and is now writing another manuscript–this time a love story. He is struggling with writer’s block as he starts narrating his own love story with his next door neighbor Bindu aka Parineeti Chopra  that began when he was just seven or eight years of age and she a year or two younger.

How their togetherness matured into friendship, and how Bubla went a step further where he now is in love with his Bindu, who has her ambition of making it big as a singer in Mumbai. He is not able to say it in as many words. Then they go their separate ways and meet again!.This time he says it. Whether Parineeti reciprocates is a stuff of rest of the story.

From the old world charm of Kolkatta of eighties to the present day Mumbai the story spans almost three and half decades and still stays stagnant.

It seems that the writer Suprotim Sengupta and director Akshay Roy just wanted to indulge their own fascinations by taking a bit of Guide, a dash of La La Land, a pinch of Ae Dil Hai Mushkil, layer it with chutney of Kishore Da, R D Burman songs, sprinkle disco masala of Bappi Lahiri and serve a concoction that is in effect a concocted tale.

Since it is produced by Maneesh Sharma ( whose Dam Laga Ke Haisha got him a National Award for best feature in year 2005),it even borrows elements from there, what with audio-cassettes, tape-recorders, old typewriters,and even lifting Parineeti by Ayushman to give her a ride on his back! Phew!

Everything between the parentheses after the lazy set up and lackadaisical climax is so prententious. How many times one can watch the same theme of friends being lovers, unrequited love, unconditional love and blah blah blah.

Scattered scenes,disjointed screenplay, underwhelming emotions, synthetic performances, zero chemistry between the lead pair, all add up to a big yawn. In one of the talking heads scene manager turned writer of horror erotica Ayushman Khurana asks fickle-minded,impulsive Parineeti : It does not matter what I want, It does not matter what our parents want, what matters is what do you want?.

Oh, I felt like blurting out : I want my money back!

Not even the loveable songs of golden era of music, compositions of R D Burman, singing of Kishore Kumar, Geeta Dutt, Lata Mangeshkar, Usha Utthup are able to make you feel loving. You go in with expectation of really loving this Bindu, but come out saying it is all Bundle.

Co produced by Aditya Chopra, it has the candy floss look of a typical Yashraj film but it is more of a loss and less of candy.Meri Pyaari Bindu is an exercise in futility.


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Dhieraj Mohan is Hindi cinema's keen observer. With earnest interest in its dynamics and constantly changing milieu he revels in dwelling on the discrepancies, idiosyncrasies,contradictions,masala and the formula that defines Bollywood.He is a poet and a screenwriter too,who simply adores Hindi cinema's chameleon like traits.

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