There are movies I start developing proprietary airs about and I suspect Go Goa Gone is going to be one of them. For after two decades of suffering (but still being a supportive audience of) movies with happy families munching down gobhi ke parathey; all the long, patient years I have sat through watching Punjab and the Great Punjabi Diaspora consuming endless bowls of gajar ka halwa and swigging glasses of lassi on screen, its about time India supports us when our protagonists start digging into their lunch of fresh catch on the Goa beaches. Just keep on telling yourself that the human body is roughly 70% water, practically a vegetarian meal I would say.
Kunal Khemu and Vir Das are brilliant at what they have to do. Being stoned and mooching off the straight laced Anand Tiwari who has kept his character sketch from Aisha. Khemu is as cocky as he was asking Aamir “Mamaji Kisi Larki Ka Phone Hai Aap Keliye. Poochoo kahi usi ki frock nahi” in Hum Hain Raahi Piyar Ke. Vir Das has been dumped and chased by goons enough in Delhi Belly to play the on a rebound-and- now on the run from zombies in Goa. So no worries here. They are accompanied by Puja Gupta, who made sure she bought a lot of Amreekan movies in this genre while in Mexico. Too bad she is rattling off the dialogues most of the time so eager to let us know that she did her homework. Thoda emotion tou dalti! Saif with his bleached hair, leather jacket, sunglasses waghera shows a lot of tashan. But I am hoping the movie faces a better fate than that one.
And the movie has a pretty sweet cameo.
The movie is smart, a great screenplay, with all the classic features we love—Lassie is put down, slo-mo running around trees, Bhagwan se promises, witty repartee between the leads. So whats a severed limb and spilled guts between you and me? And I predict after India’s love affair with Tomatina there will be a new craze (For a population that is trigger happy as it is I am hoping its just paintball memberships that go up)view less