5 reasons to stay miles away from Rekha's 'Super Nani'

Let me clear something first. Rekha is undoubtedly one of the most legendary and evergreen actresses that we have and clearly Super Nani revolves around her character. Not only does she look resplendent in each frame, she is possibly the only reason why people would even flock to theatres to catch this film. But if she is the only reason, there are plenty of reasons why people should stay miles away from this nonsensical potboiler. We list only five of them.

Outdated and sappy concept:
The filmmakers who set out to make a female version of Baghban end up making a mess of everything. We understand there's too many connections drawn between Amitabh Bachchan and Rekha since time immemorial, but this sappy and outdated concept is barely tolerable. Even Rekha looking resplendent cannot save this nonsensical film from sinking without a trace. 

It tries to hard to be preachy:
Teaching morals in every frame - respecting your elders, doing all the good things and saying no to being evil - these are some of the usual formulaic lessons that we were taught in moral science classes. We do respect the intention of the film - that of respecting women and giving them equal rights rather than trapping them only in the kitchen. But the way the cast goes on an overdrive, shouting and at times screaming the lines into our ears - it ends up being more funny than emotional. In a theatre where you watch everyone laughing during each and every emotional scene, you know you have tried too hard to be preachy and ended up making an absolute fool of your noble intentions. And the worst was when someone started singing the typical Ekta Kapoor saas-bahu tune in the middle of an emotional breakdown scene and drew in more cheers than the film itself! 

Some utterly corny dialogues and everything being too OTT:
From simple lines to simple messages, the director allows his entire cast to ham, pretty effortlessly! While some dialogues are so painful that they hurt the eardrums, there are some corny one-liners which do bring in some laughs, but only at the expense of objectifying the people this film is made for: the women! While Randhir Kapoor plays the caricaturish Indian man, he deserves an Oscar for pulling out one of the most irritating acts of the year. The entire cast works too hard to catch your attention and they do - only to be mocked at for their tomfoolery!

Sharman Joshi's irritating accent:
We understand stereotypes but what was wrong with Sharman Joshi's accent? Yes, he is an NRI, yes, he can't speak too much of Hindi and has the same problems that many of us have - using 'meri' instead of 'mera' and 'gayi' instead of 'gaya'. And he does that with an accent that even NRIs would take offense to! But after a point, his utterly funny and gibberish talk coupled with his irritating accent becomes unbearable. And then, suddenly, the Hindi-gone-wrong guy gives an entire bhaashan on women's emancipation in (you guessed it right) Hindi! Kill me, will you?

And finally, you aren't even allowed to sleep:
The film is so boring and so painful a torture that you would rather be interested in taking a nap. But the all-time-screaming housemaid and the ever-shouting ghar-ki-bahu-with-an-extraordinarily-shrill-voice pop up every now and then, increasing decibel levels high enough to even crack glass! And each time, you wake up, you have a headache even three days of continuous Aspirin might not be able to cure! For people who have decided to sit for this torturous ride, one precautionary message: Either sit with a tub filled with your favourite flavoured popcorn and cola or just be prepared to lock yourself up in the loo for the two hours of the film's runtime. Trust me, you would thank me after the film!