Bor Ashbe Ekhuni arrived at the Friday evening premiere in Bijoli cinema with band-baja and baraat (audience and onlookers included) befitting a groom.

Rangan Chakravarty’s debut film is popcorn fun — entirely slapstick, with no pretences of subtle sense of humour. Jokes, jibes, rib-tickling dialogues and comic situations (sometimes forced) make up 140 minutes of this comedy of errors.

The series of goof-ups begins with single-but-not-ready-to-mingle Koel getting the dreamy-eyed Jisshu to pose as her husband in order to rent an apartment for herself. The two fool the landlady with a ‘fixed’ marriage; Jisshu ends up in the new house shopping and cooking for Koel and sleeping in the drawing room.

The hours of togetherness soon melt the careerist RJ Koel, but before matters of the heart go out of hand she slams the door on the lovestruck Jisshu. Nothing much to gush about there.

Come interval and things get better. Enter Koel’s confused parents faking illness and fixing her marriage with a nerd. Jisshu’s friend Kanchan make up more stories to keep the lid on the can of lies, and the landlady is at her wit’s end watching Koel getting married for the second time.

Certain situations in the plot demand a willing suspension of disbelief. Sample this: software engineer Jisshu does a radio jockey’s job when Koel falls ill, declares on air that he can’t manoeuvre the machine and starts crooning a lovesong for his ladylove.

The comedy owes as much to the script as to the actors — landlady Tanima Sen, Koel’s cricket-crazy father Biswajit Chakraborty and funnyman Kanchan draw the loudest laughs.

The Jisshu-Koel chemistry works fine. They don’t exactly set the house on fire, but Jisshu’s shy smiles and Koel’s suppressed pining do make them look very much in love.

Bollywood choreographer Stanley D’Costa’s moves and shakes give the film a head start in the song-and-dance department. The ceetees at the premiere started right from the racy title track featuring Jisshu, Koel and Kanchan. And then the guffaws took over.