Film review: Singh Is Bliing

A forgettable comedy somewhat redeemed by Akshay Kumar

When Prabhudeva directs Akshay Kumar in a film titled Singh Is Bliing you know exactly what to expect—lots of bhangra moves, mustard and sunflower fields, loud performances, poor jokes and lots of thigh-slapping in praise of the community at the centre. The only glue that binds this nonsensical 140-minute experience that’s short on laughs and equally short on bling, is Kumar.

Kumar embraces the role of Raftaar Singh, a lovable and well-meaning albeit bumbling man-boy desperate for his father’s approval. Dispatched to Goa to work for his father’s friend, Raftaar finds himself baby-sitting a runaway from Romania. While Sara (Amy Jackson) doesn’t speak a word of Hindi, Raftaar does not speak any English. Enter Emily, an interpreter who adds her own sub-text to every dialogue spoken. Lara Dutta pulls out all stops to play the comic lady in a collection of bad frocks.

In Romania, Mark, played by Kay Kay Menon, is seething from an insult levelled at him by Sara and is plotting his revenge. This is a bad man whose motivations are hard to fathom. When Mark’s men track her down in Goa, we see that Sara is more than capable of looking after herself. While Jackson pulls off the action scenes, she is icy cold and stiff in all the rest.

One positive element is that while Singh might be king, he’s a feminist too. The women are portrayed as strong, capable fighters. It’s a welcome change for the action-comedy genre. Singh Is Kinng had a few classic comic scenes (recall the man in a wheelchair used as a bar trolley?). With its lame script and tiresome gags, you’ll forget Singh Is Bliing within seconds of leaving the cinema.

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