Mohan comes to Mumbai from Banaras with big dreams, but is appalled at the conditions in the chawl he has to share with his brothers. He tries to adjust and gets married, but cannot consummate his marriage. His troubles multiply when his wife leaves him. Crestfallen, Mohan is left with two choices. Which one will he make?
Fuddu marks the directorial debut of Sunil Subramani, who has chosen a poignant subject that will resonate with the blue-collared residents of Mumbai. However, the film is special only in moments — the rest of the time; it’s a montage of cliches.
Fresh off the train from Banaras, Mohan (Shubham) thinks life in Mumbai will be about glamour and comfort. However, the South Mumbai chawl he shares with his brothers is not like that. Life, for him, turns out to be five adults sharing a room, queueing up at the public bathroom every morning, traffic sounds for ambient music and zero privacy. Yet, he tries to adjust.
In a secure job, he marries Shalini (Swati Kapoor), but can’t consummate the marriage, with his two brothers and sisters-in-law sleeping in the same room. His wife thinks he is impotent and leaves him. A broken man, Mohan has two options — take things lying down, or prove to the world what he is made of.
Shubham is believable as a small-town boy jaded and bogged down with his condition. While Swati Kapoor is convincing in her debut, the supporting cast is over the top. Sunny Leone and Sharman Joshi appear in a song at the end, which has Ranbir Kapoor reciting a romantic couplet. Gauahar Khan, too, appears an item number.
Fuddu, at its heart, is a coming-of-age story of a migrant. Yet, the overly simple approach it takes to give the experience of living in a chawl, is only skin deep. Heavier on visuals than emotions, it delivers no message nor answers any questions. Too thin to be a slice of life, this one.