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What Dreams Are Made Of

This is a film about a Ferrari and a boy who takes a very special sawaari in it.

Ferrari Ki Sawaari

DIRECTOR: Rajesh Mapuskar

CAST: Sharman Joshi,Ritvik Sahore,Boman Irani,Seema Bhargava

Rating: **1/2

The title says it all. This is a film about a Ferrari and a boy who takes a very special sawaari in it. The boy is cricket-mad. The super-fast,super-luxe car belongs to the one and only Sachin. Can a film which has these ingredients — cricket,cars,and how-dreams-can-turn-into-reality – turn out less than a cracker? Ferrari Ki Sawaari is well intentioned,well produced and well acted,but doesn’t really vroom off the screen.

Kayo (Sahore) is the son of Rusy (Joshi) and grandson of Deboo (Irani). It is a modest Parsi home,full of the touches we are primed to expect: a shambling home with lived-in untidiness,a grouchy gramps scowling in one corner,and a too-nice father trying to make ends meet in a too-modest job. Both Irani and Joshi come off just as we know they will: we’ve seen the irascible Irani before; ditto the likeable Joshi. The tyke is pitched just right,though,struggling-to-do-the-right-thing but succumbing to little-boydom,both at home and on the field,where he is a champion. A large sum is required to send Kayo to Lords for a coveted coaching camp. The arrow-straight Rusy tries raising money from all quarters,finally ending up in the clutches of a canny wedding planner (Bhargava),whose need is a Ferrari,the blood-red dream to pep up a local councillor’s son’s shaadi. And completely by quirky accident,the keys to the car drop into Rusy’s reluctant palm. Which takes him into a film that feels like a different one from where Ferrari started,full of faux macho politicians,witless grooms,and a lavani number starring Vidya Balan minus namak: all too stretched out,and not madly interesting. It’s not as if Ferrari Ki Sawaari doesn’t have its points. I haven’t seen such a natural little boy in a Hindi film in a long time. Sahore gets being naughty and willful and wistful without lapsing into artifice,and that is all too rare in saccharine-coated Bolly kidsworld. The little by-plays on the field are fun,too. And despite the fact that Rusy is made out to be this altogether too-gentle character who is more wuss than anything else,Joshi makes him watchable. Also,why don’t we get to see Seema Bhargava more often? She is so good here,making her character zing. Which is what’s missing from Ferrari. It is nice,but bland.

shubhra.gupta@expressindia.com