That's about all I can think of to say about Bunty aur Babli, a superwow-supercute movie if ever there were one. Even a cheeseball like me enjoyed a plot that put the romance on the side, letting the characters just enjoy being their dream-addled, fun-loving selves. Even lots of the minor characters were so delightfully written that you want to see more of each of them. Oh, except for the random rich American guy, who was pretty pointless and not well acted.
Things that this sugary goodness seduced me into loving, some of which might, in other movies, have been a little peculiar or annoying:
Also I really liked that Vimmi and Rakesh didn't wuss out when they had a kid. Women don't seem to get to do that very often. She knew that home life was not for her and that she had to do something else or she'd go crazy.
Watching the male Bachchans dance gives hope to us all, doesn't it? I've never seen senior dance when he was younger, so I'll cut him some slack, but what's junior's excuse? If there is a world so forgiving that we tolerate (and even positively reward) their moves, surely there is a chance for world peace. C'mon everybody, thrown down your weapons! C'mon with me - just clap your hands and shuffle in rhythm! There you go! Global dance sequence! Don't we all look great?
Oh, and best use of a parodic puppet show ever!
PS I'm noticing a lot of italics in this post. That's what kind of movie this is. Plain type isn't enough fun.