Creative Quotient:
Creatively Aftab Shivdasani claims credit for the story of the film which is apparently inspired by the Tom Hanks film Big. This is the story of 12-year-old Micky, who is in love with the local beauty Mitika (Aamna Sharif) and she always whizzes past him non-chalantly. With the help of a local magician - cum - lunatic Hitchcock (Johnny Lever), young Micky transforms overnight into a grown-up. A video game enthusiast, Micky (Aftab) designs an all-new hit video game which is lapped up by Zapak.com owner (Tiku Talsania) and Micky’s fortunes change overnight as he gets rich and famous. The mystical Hitchcock and his best pal, played by a cute Sikh boy in psychedelic patkas are the only two people who know the truth about Micky. As a grown-up, he promptly woos his dream girl and she’s impressed by her simplicity and naivete never guessing his mental age! Never mind if there are glaring pointers like the child-like decor of his pad and his fetish for dressing up in Spiderman gear! Love indeed is blind. She also proposes to him. But there is a catch in the magic spell - if told any lie he would revert to his original self. On the wedding day as Mitika awaits her groom in a flowing gown, her groom shrinks back to his size and age. But this is a fairytale so eventually there has to be a happy ending.

The lines and screenplay are mostly juvenile, it is totally bereft of magical moments.

Technical Expertise:
Director Glen Barretto is unable to cast a spell with his narrative, he is also not able to inspire Aamna Sharif to act instead of pitching in a plastic performance. She’s like a mannequin, just sashaying around with an artificial smile. Aftab Shivdasani does well for himself with all the childish antics, however he’s far from cute that he’s trying so hard to be. In fact, his little Sikh pal is the only actor to pitch in an inspired performance. Rati Agnihotri as Aftab’s mom looks way too weighty and frumpy and she tries to do a salsa in the film! Johnny Lever’s character is too detached from the narrative that he hardly makes the emotional connect. Suffused with songs and dances that serve no purpose, this is a film that is neither for kids nor for the parents. The logical conclusion is that this is Aftab’s film by himself, of himself, for himself and girlfriend Aamna.

Technically, credit is due to Aftab for selecting the picturesque climes of Shimla for the film and to Keshav Prakash’s competent cinematography. Ankur Tewari, Mickey Mccleary and Xulfi’s music hardly helps. Choreographer Longinus presents variations from ballet to waltz, but sadly nothing helps.