Film: The Film Emotional Atyachar, Cast: Ranvir Sheorey, Vinay Pathak, Kalki Koechlin, Directed by: Akshay Shere, Duation: 100 minutes, Rating: *  *  *

Thank heavens, there is somebody out there who wants to make some offbeat and highly entertaining films rather than just care about the money it will make at the box office. Debutante director Akshay Shere’s Emotional Atyachar is one of those rare films. It has black humour, funny scenes, apt dialogues and most importantly it is unpredictable (a rather unusual ingredient in Bollywood films). It has some flaws but that would be like complaining about the table cloth while having a delicious meal.
Told in a non linear fashion, it starts off on the Mumbai Goa highway where Hiten (Anand Tiwari) bumps across a wounded businessman (Mohit Ahlawat) who tells his story as to how he got there in the first place. Gradually, we are introduced to other characters like the two corrupt cops (Ranvir-Vinay) who have some deal with gangster (Abhimanyu Singh), while his moll (Kalki  Koechlin) has only her own interest in mind.
Ravi Kissan plays a small time crook aiming to pull off a big time job with his two friends. Now the screenplay deftly manages to interlink all these characters and therein lies its USP. Akshay Shere is clearly influenced by the likes of Quentin Tarantino (nothing wrong with that) and it shows the way he tells the story.
The characterisation is also noteworthy with virtually all of them have shades of grey and most of them stand out in this 100-odd minute film where the plot unfolds at a fairly brisk pace. The background score by Mangesh Dhadke is apt while some of the dialogues and scenes are very well crafted.
On the acting front, Ranvir and Vinay don’t have much of screen time but whatever little they have they make good use of. Kalki Koechlin of Dev D fame plays her part with conviction. Ditto with Ravi Kissan and Mohit Ahlawat. Anand Tiwari (Aisha) stands out as the paranoid man driving on the highway. In sum, Emotional Atyachar is recommended because it stands out. After all, a poor mans Tarantino is any day better than a rich man’s Johar.