Chashme Baddoor Movie Reviews

It's raining remakes! RANGREZZ. HIMMATWALA. Now CHASHME BADDOOR. I've often been asked, is there a paucity of ideas in Bollywood? Why do dream merchants opt for remakes? Why not inventive concepts? Additionally, a lot of cineastes strongly feel classics should not be tampered with. For, rarely has a remake surpassed the original, in terms of content. In the process, those opting for remakes have lost credibility when comparisons are made

The answer's yes - love can be remade and so can a lovely film like 1981's Chashme Buddoor (CB). This version's as different as paapri chaat from a dhokla. But it retains the original's madness, masti and movie-mania. The remixed CB unrolls in Goa where phatichar shayar Omi (Sharma) is addressing, ahem, the St. Stephens College of Arts and Science, while wanna-be hero Jai (Siddharth) is over-acting into a rape scene. Watching the dolts in full bloom

Heavy weather has been made of remakes. A lot has been written and spoken on how they’re serving the same old stuff without it even being as good or bad as the originals. But David Dhawan’s remake of Sai Paranjpye’s Chashme Baddoor is the perfect example for paraphrasing a catchy song from the film itself. Har ek remake kamini nahi hoti. This borderline adult comedy and slapstick fiesta is surprisingly fun. It’s loud, brash and irreverent

You will not like this movie if you don’t like corny, occasionally bawdy jokes.

Review: Time for yet another remake, this time from the unsurpassed King of Comedy, David Dhawan whose films Raja Babu, Aankhen and all the No. 1......

Dhawan's CHASHME BADDOOR is a remake of the original by Sai Paranjpye (1981). So as far as creativity goes, it scores zilch. It only goes to show what bad times Bollywood has fallen into. In the years to come, there will only be re-makes like at one point in time there were re-mixes. And everyone knows that to make a re-mix, you don't have to be a genius. Someone else has done the hard work; you just add another layer and voila, the work is yours

Finally, a remake that works just as well as the original did in 1981. Add Sai Paranjpye’s simple plot to David Dhawan’s brand of cinema, toss it with crackling dialogues and voila, you get a cracker of a film that will have you chuckling in your seats. The plot: Three best friends, Sid (Ali Zafar), Jai (Siddharth) and Omi (Divyendu Sharma), live it up in Goa when Seema (Taapsee Pannu), wooed by the latter two, falls in love with straight-laced Sid

The story opens in Goa retelling the old story of three friends, Sid, Jai and Omi. While the latter two waste a considerable amount of resources and energy chasing ladies, it is the humble Sid who strikingly contrasts them. Sid successfully woos the flatteringly pleasing Seema, while his friends are surprisingly left chasing. Taking offense to their loss, Jai and Omi decide to play villains the Sid-Seema’s blooming love tale. Building up to a laugh riot of an ending

I have always been a Chashme Buddoor fan – the delicately romantic, hilariously funny 1981 film starring Farooque Shaikh, Deepti Naval, Rakesh Bedi and Ravi Baswani is one of my favourite Hindi films ever. And I have never been a David Dhawan fan. I spent the 90s avoiding the raucous comedies that Dhawan produced in quick succession, most successfully with Govinda – Aankhen, Raja Babu, Banarasi Babu, Saajan Chale Sasural, Bade Miyan Chhote Miyan

In Hindi cinema, there is a reason David Dhawan enjoys the epithet of the King of Comedy – and from the King’s treasure chest, the film is a gem. Three stars for the re-loaded ‘Chashme Baddoor’ – not to be missed, this one!

Like a battering ram, David Dhawan's puerile and frenzied remake, 'Chashme Baddoor', shatters and mauls your memories of Sai Paranjpye's charming original. Light-hearted humour and innocent romance makes way for sexist jokes and cheesy puns and the merits of keeping things simple are lost in the cacophony of screechy performances. Light-hearted humour and innocent romance makes way for sexist jokes and cheesy puns

David Dhawan’s filmography reads like a report card of a student who bunked his classes but came out with flying colors. So when the guy who made double entendre dialogues and khatiya songs his USP remakes a cult film there might be a reason to worry! Sid (Ali Zafar), Jai (Siddharth) and Omi (Divyendu Sharma) are friends who speak through rhymes and shayari lifted from pages of a last bencher sitting in an engineering college. They love making digs

Statutory warning: This is a David Dhawan film. Any resemblance to anything sensible is purely coincidental. Any resemblance to the original film Sai Paranjpye made in 1981 is foolish. Being a remake, Dhawan's 2013 update was bound to bear similarity as far as the story goes. For everything else, the new film is as different from the old one as junk food is from a veggie thali served in a family restaurant. Going by his last two dud releases

Sai Paranjpe's nuanced comedy classic gets the retrograde treatment from crass comedy specialist David Dhawan, This is an official remake but Sai Paranjpe, the director - scriptwriter of the original is not very happy that someone like David Dhawan whose cinematic bundle consists of mainly generic senseless comedies, has been entrusted with the task of revisiting her charming rib-tickler. Sai's original, a revered classic - the remastered print

David Dhawan and Chashme Buddoor are inherently a mismatch. He is the creator of a specific kind of crass comedy, which, at its best, works as zany, energetic, disposable entertainment. Chashme Buddoor, on the other hand, is a classic, a film with a genuine sweetness. Even 32 years after release, its moments are memorable. How can you forget Miss Chamko, or the two predatory friends constantly on the lookout for ‘shikaar’? Their attempts

You’re led to believe there’s only a small difference, one of a letter. Sai Paranjpye’s Chashme Buddoor comes a ‘u’, David Dhawan’s reinterpretation, with an ‘a’. With both films (re-) releasing on the same day, who knows, you might even walk into the wrong screening. To prevent such a thing from happening, here is your guide: so that you know the difference between your U’s and A’s and pick the film that’s tailored for you

Everyone’s hamming it in this film; even the most senior and most accomplished ones in the cast. They are all talking and emoting wildly like overwound-up toys. One youth keeps quoting SMS-forward shayari, another one takes his rape scene auditions too seriously, a grandma (even if it is a tad difficult to believe Bharti Acharekar as Anupam Kher’s mother!) who keeps slapping her son every two dialogues, a father-and-uncle twin squabbling jodi

David Dhawan recently claimed that he won't make mindless comedies anymore. Ironically what he does here is take a sensible film of the 80s and make an absolute senseless slapstick out of it. The Chashme Buddoor of 1981 was not a path-breaking plot per se but the charm lied in its simplicity and minimalism. Alas David Dhawan opts for his trademark treatment of exaggeration, robbing off the original charm of Sai Paranjape's classic

Half an hour into the film, I was in danger of actually liking Chashme Baddoor. The three boys were strenuously playing their parts, which ran on the expected 'ladki- pe- line-maarna and- juvenile-jokes- crack karna' tracks. The lines were cheesy but briskly executed, and the pace just as brisk, the way David Dhawan used to manage it back when he made zippy comedies filled with laugh-out-loud gags. Yes, this was a copy of Sai Paranjpye's classic

Don’t judge a film by its poster, a bright spark on the screen reminds the audience rather helpfully. We know, buddy. But what if the book turns out to be worse than the cover? Actually, it isn’t quite that simple out here either way: neither the poster nor the film is worth wasting any considered judgment on. David Dhawan’s Chashme Baddoor is a raggedy bag of gags as flimsy as the boxers that the three buddies strut around in – they are full of colour

Dear David Dhawanji, Let me first congratulate you on directing a film that is sure to make money. After Rascals, this must come as a big relief. Since that was the only intention with which you took Sai Paranjpye’s story, screenplay and characters and made them your own, you could at least send her a “thank you” card. But then, maybe, that’s asking too much. I mean, after all, you couldn’t get yourself to give her credit

If the original was a soothing and timeless melody, this is a raucous and forgettable item number. Give it a shot if you must, but don’t expect the world from it.

What’s the point of a remake? Either a) a filmmaker wants to recreate the success of the original or b) wants to better it so that it gets the due it never did or c) because he wants to remind the audience its forgotten virtues. But after watching David Dhawan’s remake of Sai Paranjpye’s 1981 classic, I have come up with a few more alternatives, which certainly apply on Chashme Baddoor -- Bollywood is lazy, out of ideas and so darn cocky