Ragini MMS 2

Hindi (A) ¬¬

Director: Bhushan Patel

Cast: Parvin Dabbas, Sunny Leone, Divya Dutta, Saahil Prem, Sandhya Mridul



Let’s follow the Ramsay template: Weird-looking ghosts, check; haunted house, check; a group of people spending night at said house and getting bumped off one by one, check; ghost with unfulfilled wishes to blame, check; loud music bordering on noise, check; lots of skin show, need we even put this on the check list?



Director Bhushan Patel, who had tried to spook audience with the sequel to 1920, is at the helm of yet another sequel, and this time he really manages to get the girls screaming, both in the film as well as in the theatre.



Don’t mistake Ragini MMS 2 to be a true sequel. Gone is the “found footage” feel to it, and in its place are stereotypes galore, from characters to story to even the resolution! But where Ragini MMS 2 manages to stand apart, if only for a few moments, is its horror quotient. It’s a non-stop spookfest. Too bad, it’s little else.



So we begin the film with some “meta”: The opening credits show scenes from the original film, and the sequel is about a sleazy director (Parvin Dabbas) making a film on the incidents seen in the original. Among the characters are a porn actor-turned-TV actor named Sunny Leone (more meta), a script-writer (Saahil Prem) who she falls for, a motley group of actors (including Sandhya Mridul in a really cheesy avatar) and production people, and a “doctor” (Divya Dutta) who takes on only those cases for which medical science has no answer.



The film crew land up at the same house where the original Ragini was possessed, and the haunting begins. Eyes are gouged out, people have “hot” trysts with the spirit, and the camera seems to focus more on Ms Leone’s other body parts than her face.



In the end, the good doctor, who had just taken over Ragini’s treatment, manages to solve the riddle thanks to her maid, and with the help of the script-writer, rids Sunny of the spirit. And along the way, the sudden and screaming music as well as the occasionally jarring camerawork build up to the apparitions so well that you are sure to get your eardrums ruptured by any gaggle of girls sitting around you in the theatre. If they don’t do it, the music will.



Go for this if you like old-fashioned spookfests. If the popcorn doesn’t entertain you, we know who will.