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A sunny overweight cop (Sunny Deol) with a funny overweight hairpiece is the Goa police force’s pride & joy. He sticks in a fake pair of buckteeth, speaks in a bad Marathi accent and lo and behold is their ultimate master of disguise. He believes that petty criminals should be given a second chance. He puts his money where his sunny mouth is when a thief sights his mothers eye operation as motive for a robbery & believe it or not, Funny Sunny lets him off the hook.
Sunny's brooding underweight partner cop (Irrfan Khan) with a parallel cinema sulk, has the opposite belief. Criminals should be put in jail and prevented from further crime. He remembers the oath that he took to serve and to ‘arrest’, and even though he is goodie Sunny’s best friend, they are often at loggerheads. The set-up seems all Right doesn’t it? You couldn’t be more Wrong!
Funny hairpiece cop busts his gut, fighting evil criminals with funny moustaches (Aryan Vaid in a hilarious 3 min appearance as ‘Boris’ the baddie). Meanwhile, Isha Khopikar, Sunny’s soulless & characterless wife, has a bed-breaking affair with his brother, the expressionless and uni-dimensional ‘Man Tits”. I must confess that what we thought were Khopikar's uncensored endowments were actually close up shots of ‘Man Tits’ bare chest. Enough horrific imagery; lets get back to the plot.
So, one not so sunny day, funny Sunny gets shot in an encounter and is paralyzed waist down. Such a waste, because Funny’s facial muscles already seemed paralyzed as he delivers very few expressions. Now our hero with a ‘two and a half kilo hand' and ten kilo legs is wheelchair bound for the rest of the movie. ‘No Hope’ says the emotional doctor with a funnier wig and dentures. ‘I will walk again’ swears Sunny and he decides to live for his young son, who seems to be reciting poetry in an elocution competition every time he speaks.
But as fate and boring/predictable screenplays would have it, Sunny is soon depressed and frustrated with his wheelchair condition. Even as ‘Wifey Stripiker’ and ‘Brother Man-Tits’ make whoopee in adjoining rooms, often filming their endeavors on the phone, funny is not suspicious. He sends his young son away to live with an aunt and engages the services of his wife and brother to kill him for a five crore insurance booty. Yes, you heard it right. ‘Kill him’. The ‘mercy killing’ must look like a break in robbery gone awry.
‘There is hope; you’re thinking, right? ‘Finally, the director might have mercy on the audience. Again, you couldn’t be more ‘Wrong’.
The brother and cheating wife are found dead in a pool of blood with bullets leading to Sunny’s gun. It is an open and shut case of break in and self-defense. Sunny is let off the hook, but best buddy, the brooding Irrfan, senses something wrong and pushes to reopen the case against the ‘heroic’ Sunny.
A wafer thin plot point (a surprising twist revealing funny haired cop’s devious mind) is stretched into a full length feature film, often making you cringe at the poor production design, some shoddy camerawork and a lack of chemistry between all the characters.
The script is so poor that one is kept guessing about the identity of Konkana sen sharma who just lands up at the bereaved cops home to look after his son. ‘Who is she?’ I heard exasperated audience members asking aloud. But the suspense was stretched longer than required.
A real crack up moment is when the serious Konkana tells the elocution boy about his mother’s death. ‘Baby, your mother is no more, Baby’ she says sympathetically. It is gradually revealed that Konkana is Irrfan’s younger sister who takes on her frustrated brother to fight the case for Sunny. Oh yes, I forgot to mention that Konkana is also a lawyer. You’re getting the plot, Right?
‘Right Ya Wrong,’ gets it completely wrong. Neeraj Pathak, who scored as a writer on Subhas Ghai’s ‘Pardes’, fails to impress with his writing and subsequently his direction. Sunny Deol is grossly unfit and sleepwalks through most of the movie. In fact, the second half sees him sitting like a vegetable, while Irrfan and Konkana put in extra ‘acting chops’ to make up for the leading man’s inertia.
None of the characters motives are compelling. Why is Isha Khopikar having an affair? Does she still love her husband? Why is Irrfan hell bent on exposing his best friend, when he knows that the man is ‘righteous’ and ‘truthful’?. Why doesn’t Konkana believe her brother at all?. And for god’s sake, why doesn’t anybody perform even a basic investigation into the death of Sunny’s wife and brother.
The piecing together of clues during the courtroom drama is poor elementary school stuff. Lines like ‘How can he have planned the murder in cold blood when you yourself said he is impulsive and hot headed’ swing the case in the heroes favor.
One and a half stars for this ‘Wrong Writing’ disaster.
Half a star for what seems to be an unusual plot and one star for the bravado of Irrfan Khan who dares to perform sincerely in an amateur space. Infact, actors like Irrfan, Konkana and Govind Namdeo perform with some integrity in what appears to be a dated mishmash of a suspense thriller. There are better and more ‘right’ things you can do with your money this week and spending it on this film might not be one of them.
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