Bitnoon is certainly a film you can enjoy, without your kids. So, go ahead. Heal yourself with a dose of the best medicine.
Corporate employee Rahul (Ritwick) and Moushumi (Gargi) are happily married. But they hardly have a moment of togetherness, thanks to their six-year-old son, who believe that they cannot be trusted alone! A sexually frustrated Rahul bumps into dancer Rusha (Saayoni) leading to a romantic relationship and funny consequences.
Bitnoon, as the name suggests, is a joyride through the world of extra-marital relationships with a tinge of spice and loads of laughs. And when we say joyride, we literally mean that, because the trio of Ritwick, Gargi and Saayoni make sure that every scene tickles, every dialogue elicits a guffaw. In short, watching the film is fun.
SPOTTED: Gargi, Ritwick shooting for Bitnoon
But hey, no one this side has forgotten the role of a critic; this review has just begun. So first, let's dissect Rahul, or Ritwick. And the first word that comes to mind is flawless. He gets into the ticklish groove right at the outset, his body language, his expressions screaming, "I love my wife, but don't get to make love to her!" Tch, tch, the audience goes, while slapping their knees. The actor is even better when he gets into a heated argument with his future lover Rusha in a cab, or when he spots his wife at the same resort where he goes to spend the weekend with his lover. As usual, Ritwick simply melts into character and goes about the task of a man torn between his family and lover with elan.
As for Gargi, well, she should have added more punch to her character. There was enough room. We're not saying she doesn't do justice to her role. She does, and pretty well at that. We're simply saying she could've done better, added more layers to her role of a homemaker. She is, however, perfect at showing her frustration with the domestic help, who is almost always calling in to inform she can't come to work because someone is ill in the family.
Coming to Saayoni, she's good as the persistent seductress, Rusha. But, somehow, her tomboyish appeal and her girl-next-door looks doesn't gel well with the character. But that's a casting error, and we cannot blame that on the actress. She has, in fact, done pretty well as a girl who meets Rahul purely by accident, and then goes on to fall in love with him, knowing fully well that he's married and has a kid.
But despite the good performances and the laugh-a-minute storyline, the film fails to firmly establish its characters. As a result, while we are laughing and enjoying the scenes, the background remains hazy. The focus is so much on the three central characters that it seems to be a story without a beginning or an end. The characters are shallow — the depth a backgrounder adds is missing. Rusha, especially, is a character who just pops into the storyline. She is a dancer who often performs in shows, but seems to have no family or friends, except an uncle in Switzerland who sends her chocolates. At times, her character seems to have OCD, at others, she's just a girl next door. Confusing...
Anyway, confusions apart,
is certainly a film you can enjoy, without your kids. So, go ahead. Heal yourself with a dose of the best medicine.