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Satrangee Parachute


For all those who got excited in seeing Kay Kay Menon, Lilliput, Rajpal Yadav and Rupali Ganguli on posters and in promos, rest assured that they were the only assets that film makers could flaunt about this film!
The film is about Pappu (Siddharth) who wants to fulfill the dream of his visually challenged friend Kuhu (Rajvi) to fly a parachute. In order to do this, the fugitive Siddharth, along with his friends, runs away from Nainital to Mumbai. Although one would expect some deliberate heroism on the kids’ part, it is only on the basis of chance that the plot functions and the kids happen to crack a terroristic plan and prevent a major attack. And the parachute tale is completely forgotten about. Besides this too, there are a lot of loop holes in the script and verisimilitude is missing throughout.
As far as the performances are concerned, the kids cuteness and dimples capture your attention, their slow and predictablt dialogue delivery fail to hold it for too long (but are the kids to be blamed for that?) "Encore!” for Rajpal Yadav, Lilliput and Kay Kay Menon who have impactful but very little screen time. Jackie Shroff is equally unwanted and unimpressive. While Hussain beautifully brings out the dilemma of a loving yet severe father, Mishra is not any less in portraying the contrast between a “Sarkar ka damaad” inspector and a pitiable father.
The multitude of colors of nature partially succeeds in justifying the title. Lyrics go well with the story but neither music nor lyrics hold the audience’s attention for too long.
Your children or you would not regret missing this film.

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