How so? Well, in RNR Family, an entire family shows up and executes a dance. And here talent is besides the point, we are meant to enjoy a family dancing together - like in ye old rural times. Tie me up and call me Shallow Waters but if I wanted to see that I'd watch Krishi Darshan. If there is dance, I want to see Malaika Arora-like thumkas and Mithun Chakraborthy-style jhatkas. Heck, even Karan Razdan style ramrod aerobics would work.
But what happens when a family dances? Arms and legs get thrown in random directions. Waddling ensues. Older people are snuck in the back and asked to either (1) quietly do pooja or (2) pick the kankars from the rice or (3) pound chillies. Kids are thrust in the forefront and asked to be cute in a shameless bid for points. Coordination becomes a foreign language.
A girl once slipped twice and got up each time and was praised for her bravery. A cute little kid ran around the stage and was declared to be magnetic.
Who would want to watch this? Turns out there are judges who do (or at least try hard to show their interest). There happen to be three. Kajol, who employs the highly patronizing strategy of always praising the kid or the senior in every family regardless of how much they suck, provides the Oye Bubbly Factor. She's rather cozy with her husband Ajay - who is proving to be a gracious, game types - but somewhat distant from her mother Tanuja, who comes across a prickly entity one nudge away from a tantrum.
Now it wasn't always like this. When RNR Family first started, I had fun for about 30 odd minutes or so. First, there was the quirky amusement of watching Mauli Dave executing a Jessica Simpson-like genial turn but in a fine Gujarati accent which kicks in only when she's talking in Hindi.
And then there was the fun in watching the introductory montages for each family. In this segment, all the participating members of the family are introduced - in all their glory. "We are about to go become a Rock N Roll Family" they would declare with glee (and a raised fist). Delicious tackiness!
Neighbors would be interviewed - many of whom would express considerable pride and happiness that their bajuwalas were on a TV show. And the kicker in all of this was that a sizable part of neighborhood would show up to garland the family when they stepped out of their home to board the bus (or cab) en route to the show.
And the only thing I could think of was: where do all these people come from? The only neighborly send off I got in my entire life was when I busted Ba's teeth next door with a cork ball. We are talking double-digit economic growth in India and there are phaltu people walking around with nothing better to do? Or are the neighbors paid just like the audience?
- Cinderella could barely watch the show
- Kajol off-screen? Cringeworthy! says Bitterlemons
- Was this worth the publicity, Kajay? leera asks
- enchanted on the Fake Family Controversy
- Fake? Not so sure. This one incident touched Meena
- Sidekick wonders how this stuff scores TRPs
- anu g makes a case for laying off Sameera Reddy
- m on why RNRF majorly sucks
- Joules lasts 5 minutes with this and instead recommends Mr. and Mrs. Television
- HoonPanGujarati is put off by Mauli's thanda hosting
- Sidekick on ill informed and ill mannered actresses
- Ajay seems to be way smarter than Kajol thinks Pitu
- m on Madhuri, Sushmita, Lara and Ash's Letterman interview