Korny!
Mayank Shekhar
Film: Koi Aap Sa
Director: Patho Mitra
Actors: Aftab Shivdasani, Natassha
Rating: *1/2
Urrgghhh…. This is one mess of a movie, with so many plot-lines, added and subtracted in such quick successions; you could run a successful soppy soapathon forever. Which, presumably, this screenplay must have been intended for. Which, unfortunately, is not where it landed up.
Sadly, it's landed up at a theatre near you, two days before it should. And unlike in an idly edited, languid TV drama, recurrent hokum 'hooks' (twists in a plot) designed to hook you on to the next episode, does not make for compact, compelling cinema.
Especially, when the so-called 'hooks' concern characters who otherwise appear sound and smooth-tongued in diction and dialogue delivery, but suddenly develop a frog in their throats when an essential point needs to be explained to the other. Hence, a coy, incoherent stutter. Hence, another misunderstanding. Hence, the extended movie-reels.
So, two platonic partners Rohan, Simran (Aftab, Natassha), for some reason, find it unbearably arduous to make clear to the boy's lacklustre love-interest (Dipannita Sharma) and everyone else that they're 'just good friends' after all.
So Simran out-of-the-blue gets morbidly raped by her firang-land fianc's friend; yet finds it unbelievably difficult to narrate the incident to her would-be-hubby (Himanshu Malik).
So she gets pregnant in the process; yet finds it unspeakably impossible to convincingly speak up about the ghastly episode to her rather insensitive folks (a collection of crabby cartoons from K-serials).
Rohan (now considered father of the baby-to-be) and Simran are linked up for good; are set for wed-lock. They seem to be falling in love too. Yet, the comfy companions find it implausibly hard to just say the said 'magic words', and just get over with it.
Hence, a coy, incoherent stutter. Hence, another misunderstanding. Hence, the extended movie-reels.
Alright, I'll mumble no more, and just add my two bits about how it takes much more than a string of paltry prom-nights and pajama parties with over-aged, badly-dressed, worn-out collegians to exude a touch of the urban-kool.
And alright, before you perceive this as angst from a Dussehra holiday destroyed, I think if this serial (with no commercial breaks, but better performers) were a few episodes short, it may have been possible to sift through it – if not entirely sit through it though.
seems to be a flop guys..wad do u think?
Cricket
