A spanking new stage extravaganza, that dubs itself ‘The Big Fat Punjabi Wedding Musical’, has been running at Bandra’s Bal Gandharva Rang Mandir, for around a month now (Thursdays and weekends only). Balle Balle! is directed by Viraf Sarkari, one of the founders of Wizcraft, the entertainment agency that has completed 30 years in the business. Including 2010’s splashy Zangoora , long housed at Gurgaon’s opulent Kingdom of Dreams, this is their fourth venture into Bollywood-style entertainment retrofitted for the stage, and the very first to premiere in Mumbai, the de facto capital of the Hindi film industry.
Bollywood on stage can be double-edged — the tried-and-tested tropes of masala cinema are both derided and embraced in equal measure. Since Balle Balle! plays out both as a send-up and a homage, it tries to ensure both sides are buttered. The premise is certainly formulaic. An authoritarian Papaji (Arun Premchand Khiani) is marrying off one of his two corn-fed desi daughters, Isha (Jasleen Kaur), to an expat rap artist, Swag (Hriday Gattani), from Canada. Quite predictably, it’s an arranged match, and their credentials have been squared up by a wedding planner, Nikhil (Hitesh Malukani), seeking to clear the way for his own nuptials with the second daughter, Nisha (Shona Sharma). The musical chairs of grooms and brides comes good in the end, but only after several regulation production numbers (including the sangeet in which each character gets to jive to a signature tune).
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Writing collaborators Sarkari and Vekeana Dhillon whip up a not unfunny script that’s an awkward melange of nouveau-riche prattle, NRI one-liners, and good ol’ homegrown melodrama; but there are also edgy missives with some bite that remind us that wit and subtlety can also go well with masala, if only
What ultimately shores up Balle Balle! is the sincerity of characterisation. The three women in Swag’s household are certainly shrill and outlandish, but anchored in gravitas. Grandmother Medha Paranjape is an acquired taste, and equally quickly an audience favourite, while Amishka Sood as the spinster aunt is coquettish, but never in a reductive sense. The women fail the Bechdel test spectacularly because all their conversations revolve around men even in a household shorn of a patriarch, but ironically their battle cry of “Swag Swag Swag” signals not some inbred lout but Gattani’s refreshingly sensitive man with a soulful voice and a gay best friend (Abhinav Sharma as Joe) to boot, with Malukani taking care of the swagger and the strut. They’re leading men with chinks on their armour, and land feisty women who show agency in their love lives despite wanting to take the pater horribilis along, à la DDLJ .
Even Joe finds himself a guileless
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It is a curious mix of sensibilities that informs almost everything in Balle Balle! . The production ballads are played against crystal-clear LED backdrops but the visuals can sometimes come across as over-produced. There are no ushers here to goad you to clap or sing along, so the undeniable on-stage joie de vivre can come up against a stolid audience that gives nothing back. The sprawling ensemble numbers are well choreographed, and while the group singing isn’t topnotch it has the flavour of a large-hearted community that has everyone’s best interests at heart, even if it doesn’t seem like that at first.
The writer is a playwright and stage critic