One has come to expect a certain class of movies from director Ananth Mahadevan - for such moviegoers, his latest offering, Aggar, does not disappoint. For everyone else, Aggar proves to be a hopelessly convoluted movie with an plot leaking like a sieve. Unless you are closely related to any of the cast members, you will find it hard to sit through this one for more than the first 20 minutes - the close relatives will probably walk out after 25 minutes.
Aggar starts with Aryan (Tusshar Kapoor) discovering that his girlfriend Nisha (Sophie Choudhary) is two-timing him with her boss to further her career. Aryan wits are striken from him (though, given Tusshar Kapoor's acting, it is very hard to tell), and in a fit of homicidal rage, he kills Nisha, and is convicted and sent to a mental asylum.
Here he meets shrink Dr. Adi Merchant (Shreyas Talpade), who, for some secret reason the movie does not want to reveal, gets Tusshar out on bail. And this is where the storyline starts getting so improbable that it would do justice to an episode of X-Files.
Just released from the loony bin, Aryan somehow manages to land a job at the same event management company that the disgruntled wife of his shrink happens to work. The DWOTNS (Disgruntled Wife Of The Nutcase's Shrink) is none other than the super-hot Janhavi (Udita Goswami) who, as is her wont, does not disappoint (at least the male members of the audience).
Janhavi is mistakenly convinced that Merchant has been unfaithful to her. This is enough grounds for her to start flirting with the recently sane (or so she thinks) Aryan. When she sees the error of her ways, however, she rushes back into the waiting arms of her forgiving husba ...wait, we have forgotten all about the maniac Aryan, who, recapitulating to his ontogeny, tries to deal with the problem in the only way he knows - by trying to bump Janhavi off. We'd tell you the rest of the story as well, but we're not sure you are still interested.
The casting is successful in places - for example, Udita "kickass" Goswami as Jahnavi, the proprietress of a Rs. 200 crore business, is the stuff of 17-year-old male fantasies. On the other hand, Shreyas Talpade looks like he wouldn't know what to do with biwi Jahnavi if she was served to him on a platter with fries on the side. Tushar Kapoor, of course, deserves the entire next paragraph.
As the protagonist, Kapoor plays the deranged lover, boyfriend, scheduler of events, avenger of wronged wives, coffee-spiller and other arbitrary parts, with pretty much the same deranged expression. Except when he dances in some very forced song-and-dance situations. Then he looks like he is part of an aerobics class, counting off the numbers in his head. He may do better to sit home and massage sister Ekta's feet in the hope of landing a role in one of her Balaji serials.
The music is mediocre at best, par for the course for Mithoon. The photography, like in most movies these days, is terrific - the Thailand scenes in particular. If you must watch at least 10 minutes of the movie, go in 20 minutes before the interval so you can catch the Udita-Tushar romp in the picturesque country - which may as well be the only full paisa vasool strip of celluloid in the entire film.