Sunday, July 15, 2007

Jhoom Barabar Jhoom: What a waste

What a waste. To have some super-stars such as Amitabh Bachchan, his son Abhishek and Preity Zinta, along with lesser stars such as Bobby Deol and Lara Dutta in a movie that is simply unwatchable seems such a big waste. YOu can think of the movie as a musical, but even musicals have a story worth mentioning.
So let's do the story bit now: 2 strangers Rikki (Abhishek Bachchan) and Alvira (Preity Zinta) wait for their respective trains at Waterloo station in London. A fairly crowded place, they end up unwillingly sharing the same table at the cafe. When Abhishek, who is pictured as a fun-loving Punjabi youth from small-town Bhatinda in Punjab tries to flirt with the more middle-class and oh-so-sophisticated seeming Alvira, she tries to ward him off by moving her ring to the ring finger and claiming that she is engaged. So, naturally, so as to not lose face, he also has to claim that he is engaged, and Abhishek dutifully does so.
Now they need to invent stories about how they met their fiancees (Lara Dutta and Bobby Deol as the fictional fiancees); so Rikki met Anaida (Lara Dutta) at the Ritz in Paris the same night as the crash of Lady Diane (10 years ago), while in another implausible story Alvira met a handsome and suave Steve Singh (Bobby Deol) when he saved her from a crushing death under the falling statue of Superman. And being a lawyer, he helped in the case against Madame Tussauds for negligence and mental agony and whatever else happens in such cases. so, these fictional accounts took a fair amount of the story.
In a seemingly strange twist, as these 2 different by class and society people talk at Waterloo station, they seem to be moving closer to each other; even though Abhishek does not show any change (he does not become classy or suave), and Alvira remains her snotty self (except for the episode of doing what the other person wanted them to do where she runs up a down escalator). Anyhow, this incongruity apart, they exchange numbers.
They meet up again, in the guise of a wrong number, and arrange to meet at a disco. Now that they have the pretense of having fiancees, they have to arrange for some and so out come Bobby Deol and Lara Dutta (do these qualify as double roles since they also played fictional fiancees?).
And so Abhishek hires Laila (a call girl) to be his pretend fiancee (she is not suave and sophisticated by any criteria) and Preity threatens and eventually gets Bobby (a character more bumbling than confident) to play her fiancee. Once at the club, Preity and Lara make cat's eyes at each other and be nasty to each other. At the same time, there is a dance competition going on in which these 2 couples take an active part (and are obviously the best dancers). Bobby in the meantime has fallen head over heels over Lara Dutta.
Thankfully the final act happens where Bobby goes to Abhishek and eventually tells him the truth. And you have a second generation dosti sequence between Dharmendra's and Amitabh's sons in the same kind of bike with a side car with both of them going to Preity's flat so that Abhishek can woo her. And after some small drama, he does woo her; a happy ending for them, and a happy ending to the torture that I was going through.
And where was Amitabh Bachchan in all this? He was supposed to play a guest appearance, and he does this by being dressed in a feathered dress and singing the title song (nice song), but it popped all through in many different occasions and times and with a Punjabi touch, getting irritating by the end.
And there you have it. How could Shaad Ali (having made Saathiya and Bunty & Babli) have made such a film. This could have been a great film, getting into the characters, showing how the couple moved closer, showing some depth into the characters of Lara and Bobby. Instead the movie had essentially 3 total scenes as described above, with caricatures of Bobby and Lara, and nothing showing of the small town character of Abhishek except for tone of voice. Disappointing to the end.

Refer some videos related to the move at YouTube

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