Yamla Pagla Deewana 2 came out in the theaters this weekend, like we really needed it to. The inexorable desire of the Deols to poke more fun of themselves, stemming from the partial success of the first part. While its predecessor was a prudish attempt at a hair-brained laughathon, this one is reduced to an exercise in pointlessness. Once in a while, I am okay with some shlocky silliness as long as it is able to evoke cheap laughs, at least. But alas, in their maniacal attempt to repeat the formula, the Deols serve us a bovine affair.
Produced by Dharmendra himself under Sunny Sounds Pvt Ltd and YPD Films Ltd UK, the film barely has any laudable technical finesse to boast of. Music by Sharib-Toshi is uninspired save for the title track, while Editing, Cinematography and all other departments slither into shame. Still looking smashing at 70 something, veteran actor Dharmendra is meekly the best part of the film. Heralded otherwise by the jittery hands of director Sangeeth Sivan, YPD2 suffers from unoriginal writing. You will wait through the painfully long runtime of over 150 minutes to laugh out loud, but this rollicking glob of below average cinema will rob you of your hope royally. The single standout sequence of laughter is Dharmendra bonding with a monkey. Sigh, so much for a sequel!
To be fair to YPD2, the humor being squirted on your face isn’t particularly puerile or innuendo-laden, but it is agonizingly lame and phenomenally flat. The plot follows father-son, Dharam (Dharmendra) and Gajodhar (Bobby Deol) as they set out to con a UK-based Indian businessman Khanna (Annu Kapoor) by marrying his daughter (Neha Sharma) while being unaware that he is under debt and the bank has sent their own kin, Paramveer (Sunny Deol) to recover this money. Amidst these familiar trajectory lie some marvelously misplaced parallel tracks of an orangutan, called Einstein, living in their house, a distraught attempt at Salman Khan fandom and a mindless scientist, named Dudeji (Anupam Kher) trying to ‘invent’ new wonders of the world with this pack of fools. Out of the above, Kher’s track is appallingly bad. Even if you leave your brains at home, the dumb proceedings will marauder the empty spaces that used to be occupied by your brains earlier. Largely spending its time trying to be funny, YPD2 is insipid and low on entertainment.
What the film does well is to retain the characters developed from the first part and elaborate them to align with the popular antics each of the Deols is known for. Dharmendra gloriously walks through delivering the cheekiest lines, while Sunny’s Param is derived from his action image once again. Bobby Deol serves as the jester, often aided by obtrusively garish attire. Neha Sharma and Kristina Akheeva, the actresses, have as much idea about the film as its director or its writers (Lynda Deol, Shubhangi Rathod and Jaswinder Bath). Annu Kapoor must be hanging his head in shame for signing on for this after his stint in Vicky Donor last year. What convinced veterans such as Anupam Kher and Johnny Lever to join the party will be a mystery to be explored in YPD3, maybe.
In all honesty, I had higher hopes from the trailer of this film since its prequel worked as a guilt pleasure. But this derailed attempt chides at my childishness. The film has opened very well on Friday but I do not expect it to sustain, considering the best lines are already delivered in the trailer. Like Param’s character in the movie gets signals from God in his daily life in the form of a temple bell, I hope the bell rings hard on the ears of the Deols and we dont see a third one.
Alas, there is only star in the film, Dharmendra!
Rating – 1/5