Oye Lucky got me high expectations entry inside theatre given its lineage of such stupendous satire like Khosla ka Ghosla. I got settled with my partner watching the initial frames go by with that cusp like pattern wherein It was feeling quiet a harsh satire on some gulli boy next door with its fundamental ethos blunted by life's complexities. Okay, there were some fine moments especially for northern Indians with those typical delhiite dialect and jokes, was realy funny sometimes especially that new sardar kid playing lucky at 15 years was treat to watch. Further, by the time this 15 years's guys life was unravelling on the unwanted path, the cinematography, the camera work was breezing through with some excellent sequences totally gripping with that mixed feeling of satire as well lively experience of character's. Then emerges Abhay deol on scene with his too real a character portrayal partner who was real good fit for the role and takes it right through the end. The performances by all characters were appealing but nevertheless as the cusp character set in the beginning making the audience believing that something better will come up in terms of fundamental ethos of the movie, it actually was turning out to be too much a stretch on glamorizing through satire the art of stealing and theft and deceipt and greed and awry relationships and what not.
Of course you got have your core of the movie pretty intact otherwise the mindful audiences cant just keep laughing at the same kinda satirical jokes on life's gripping realities and glamorizing its false aspects. As the movie reaching its ending I could actually see peple getting up their seats becoming restless of the over all feeling of the movie actually shifting from gags to boring stretced and dysfunctional satire.
Oye Lucky got me high expectations entry inside theatre given its lineage of such stupendous satire like Khosla ka Ghosla. I got settled with my partner watching the initial frames go by with that cusp like pattern wherein It was feeling quiet a harsh satire on some gulli boy next door with its fundamental ethos blunted by life's complexities. Okay, there were some fine moments especially for northern Indians with those typical delhiite dialect and jokes, was realy funny sometimes especially that new sardar kid playing lucky at 15 years was treat to watch. Further, by the time this 15 years's guys life was unravelling on the unwanted path, the cinematography, the camera work was breezing through with some excellent sequences totally gripping with that mixed feeling of satire as well lively experience of character's. Then emerges Abhay deol on scene with his too real a character portrayal partner who was real good fit for the role and takes it right through the end. The performances by all characters were appealing but nevertheless as the cusp character set in the beginning making the audience believing that something better will come up in terms of fundamental ethos of the movie, it actually was turning out to be too much a stretch on glamorizing through satire the art of stealing and theft and deceipt and greed and awry relationships and what not.
Of course you got have your core of the movie pretty intact otherwise the mindful audiences cant just keep laughing at the same kinda satirical jokes on life's gripping realities and glamorizing its false aspects. As the movie reaching its ending I could actually see peple getting up their seats becoming restless of the over all feeling of the movie actually shifting from gags to boring stretced and dysfunctional satire.