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Urf Professor Review:
Lets start out point blank by me mentioning that “Urf Professor” a movie made in 2001 and never released is amongst the top 3 best comedies made in Hindi Cinema in the last 30 – 40 years. Almost at par with Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron, this is not one of those comedies that you smile throughtout, or laugh a few here and there or perhaps burst out laughing in one of those awesome scenes.
No Sir. For just like JBDY, Urf Professor gets you laughing so bad, that you fall off your chair, not once, not twice, but a dozen times in its two hour duration, that you go, seriously yaar, what the hell is going on!
Pankaj Advani, the writer & director (co-writer of Kundan Shah’s Kabhi Haan Kabhi Naa) – arranged a private screening for PFC in Mumbai last night. Soft spoken such that cotton balls may feel heavier, I could not have had a better and more enjoyable evening in my visit to India.
Laced with cuss words throught out, which actually gel so well with the content flow and infact deliver so much of the rip roaring laughter, the movie takes off with a pre-suhaag raat scene where the husband decides that both him and his wife (Benica) should reveal about their past love affairs to start the marriage off a clean slate.
And boy oh boy. For the first time ever, you end up listening to a woman on Hindi screen daring to say “I had an affair with a boy who had a twelve inch cock… then there was the other one who took me from my backdoor… and then there were the twins who sandwiched me… and then…”
And then, there is never a single second for a breather. Not until the end credits roll in.
The husband (hilariously executed by Bakul Thakker) flabbergast, hires Professor, played brilliantly by Manoj Pahwa, who’s a voracious reader and a hitman. Then there’s Yashpal Sharma (at his comic best) who’s like the operations officer in Mumbai for his mafia boss now residing in Dubai. Yashpal plays the agent who receives contract killings and passes it to Pahwa to execute (literally) the contract.
Cut to the hotel room from where Pahwa arranges his telescopic rifle to shoot Thakker’s wife supposedly in the swimming pool of the hotel. Pahwa, checks the picture of the wife sent by Thakker. Problem. Pahwa’s forgotten his reading glasses.
And then starts a 10 minutes conversation on the phone, where Pahwa calls Sharma for help, who in turn calls Thakker. Probably one of the best comic sequences written in the last three decades of Hindi cinema, this is a 10 minute scene that is so razor sharply written and so precisely executed by Pahwa, Sharma and Thakker, where all three are at the top of their comic game. Making one laugh, and laugh so hard for a full 10 minutes that you fall off your chair, is one difficult job, and Advani, achieves it so effortlessly, that you are hit with a hard question at the end of the film…
Why in the world has Pankaj Advani not seen the light of a Bollywood day yet?
And that’s the tragedy of it all. One of the best comedies of Hindi cinema, will never see the light of the day because the censors will never allow this film to be released. But beyond that, are we that mature as a nation to be able to finally accept a movie of this nature?
Probably not, perhaps yes. We though shall never know. Cause this brilliant film will hardly be seen. An extremely toned down version of the movie, I’m told, was shown on television, but I do not believe it may have carried its hard hitting impact.
The film also stars Sharman Joshi (minus the star status), Antara Mali, Sri Vallabh Vyas (O Boy what a performance!)
With no formula, no story structure and hardly any firm lines drawn to traverse the story flow, this is one extremely brave effort, where the movie moves from one crazy point to another, for no rhyme or reason and yet you sit there glued to your chair, the glue ripping off every 10 minutes because you find yourself laughing on the floor.
Add to that a Kundan Shah stamp all over the story, where comedy has a purpose, an underbelly, a subtle meaning – message – observation, I present to you via this blog post the best comedy I’ve seen in the last 16 years since Andaz Apna Apna and in my view one of the top three best comedies in Hindi cinema, in the last three decades.
Lastly, I pray and hope, Pankaj Advani’s rip roaring thriller Sankat City releases soon (it is supposed to hit theaters in the last week of April) and reaches most of you.
Bollywood never realized what a gem has been lying amongst its midst for over 20 years.
No Sir. For just like JBDY, Urf Professor gets you laughing so bad, that you fall off your chair, not once, not twice, but a dozen times in its two hour duration, that you go, seriously yaar, what the hell is going on!
Pankaj Advani, the writer & director (co-writer of Kundan Shah’s Kabhi Haan Kabhi Naa) – arranged a private screening for PFC in Mumbai last night. Soft spoken such that cotton balls may feel heavier, I could not have had a better and more enjoyable evening in my visit to India.
Laced with cuss words throught out, which actually gel so well with the content flow and infact deliver so much of the rip roaring laughter, the movie takes off with a pre-suhaag raat scene where the husband decides that both him and his wife (Benica) should reveal about their past love affairs to start the marriage off a clean slate.
And boy oh boy. For the first time ever, you end up listening to a woman on Hindi screen daring to say “I had an affair with a boy who had a twelve inch cock… then there was the other one who took me from my backdoor… and then there were the twins who sandwiched me… and then…”
And then, there is never a single second for a breather. Not until the end credits roll in.
The husband (hilariously executed by Bakul Thakker) flabbergast, hires Professor, played brilliantly by Manoj Pahwa, who’s a voracious reader and a hitman. Then there’s Yashpal Sharma (at his comic best) who’s like the operations officer in Mumbai for his mafia boss now residing in Dubai. Yashpal plays the agent who receives contract killings and passes it to Pahwa to execute (literally) the contract.
Cut to the hotel room from where Pahwa arranges his telescopic rifle to shoot Thakker’s wife supposedly in the swimming pool of the hotel. Pahwa, checks the picture of the wife sent by Thakker. Problem. Pahwa’s forgotten his reading glasses.
And then starts a 10 minutes conversation on the phone, where Pahwa calls Sharma for help, who in turn calls Thakker. Probably one of the best comic sequences written in the last three decades of Hindi cinema, this is a 10 minute scene that is so razor sharply written and so precisely executed by Pahwa, Sharma and Thakker, where all three are at the top of their comic game. Making one laugh, and laugh so hard for a full 10 minutes that you fall off your chair, is one difficult job, and Advani, achieves it so effortlessly, that you are hit with a hard question at the end of the film…
Why in the world has Pankaj Advani not seen the light of a Bollywood day yet?
And that’s the tragedy of it all. One of the best comedies of Hindi cinema, will never see the light of the day because the censors will never allow this film to be released. But beyond that, are we that mature as a nation to be able to finally accept a movie of this nature?
Probably not, perhaps yes. We though shall never know. Cause this brilliant film will hardly be seen. An extremely toned down version of the movie, I’m told, was shown on television, but I do not believe it may have carried its hard hitting impact.
The film also stars Sharman Joshi (minus the star status), Antara Mali, Sri Vallabh Vyas (O Boy what a performance!)
With no formula, no story structure and hardly any firm lines drawn to traverse the story flow, this is one extremely brave effort, where the movie moves from one crazy point to another, for no rhyme or reason and yet you sit there glued to your chair, the glue ripping off every 10 minutes because you find yourself laughing on the floor.
Add to that a Kundan Shah stamp all over the story, where comedy has a purpose, an underbelly, a subtle meaning – message – observation, I present to you via this blog post the best comedy I’ve seen in the last 16 years since Andaz Apna Apna and in my view one of the top three best comedies in Hindi cinema, in the last three decades.
Lastly, I pray and hope, Pankaj Advani’s rip roaring thriller Sankat City releases soon (it is supposed to hit theaters in the last week of April) and reaches most of you.
Bollywood never realized what a gem has been lying amongst its midst for over 20 years.
