Firstly, this movie had great looking actors in it.. You can't get better-looking actors than Ranbir Kapoor-Aishwarya Rai Bachchan-Anushka Sharma-Fawad Khan.. :p
Then locations.. Ahh! You can't get more atmospheric cities than London and Paris, oho. And instead of New York, there's Vienna. So far, all slurp worthy.
And this movie of Karan Johar stops there. There is no more substance in it. It is supposedly an interwoven intense love story (As its tag line says.. Celebrate friendship, love and heartbreak!).. But sadly, there is not enough love to grip your emotions. Love is depicted here only through a few kisses and an unnecessary out-of-place kind of an intimate scene!!
What you get is incessant yak-yak (you want to tell these impeccably- styled people to stop and draw breath and then speak, so that they, and we, can absorb the moment they've created); and non-stop background music (if it is real, you don't have to underline it).
Meet Ayan (Ranbir Kapoor), Alizeh (Anushka Sharma), Saba (Aishwarya Rai Bachchan) and Ali (Fawad Khan), the four who play ring around the roses with each other.
Ayan is 'private-jet' rich but wants to be a singer, the out-going Alizeh loves Ali, and the happily divorced Saba is looking for love.
The most flavorsome relationship dramas, where characters pair up, leave, and return, are a compendium of sighs and tears and moments where you want the lovers to fall into each other's arms because you can't bear to see them apart.
Here there is none.
That's because of a lack in focus: he falls in love with her - she loves another - he falls in lust with another - she teaches him how like is better than love - like it is all over the place and stretched at ends, the intervening bits filled with songs (club, shaadi, even a 'break-up' ditty) and dialogue (yes, not lines, but dialogues, in the old-fashioned way: why, when your characters inhabit the here and now?). Sure, they play 'shayars' and singers, but their delivery makes a lot of those conversations feel forced and cheesy.
Fawad Khan, over whom so much controversy broke out, is dishy but doesn't really have much to do in the movie.
But the one who lifts this film, or as much as he can, is Ranbir. As the fellow who crumbles and cries and shoves his aching heart on his sleeve even when letting a pretty thing wipe his eyes, he is terrific.
The others were okay.
And that 2 minutes cameo of SRK delivers more emotions than the entire movie of 2 hours. (I'm not an SRK fan, being honest)
You can watch Shivaay for a better entertainer. Happy Diwali :)
Then locations.. Ahh! You can't get more atmospheric cities than London and Paris, oho. And instead of New York, there's Vienna. So far, all slurp worthy.
And this movie of Karan Johar stops there. There is no more substance in it. It is supposedly an interwoven intense love story (As its tag line says.. Celebrate friendship, love and heartbreak!).. But sadly, there is not enough love to grip your emotions. Love is depicted here only through a few kisses and an unnecessary out-of-place kind of an intimate scene!!
What you get is incessant yak-yak (you want to tell these impeccably- styled people to stop and draw breath and then speak, so that they, and we, can absorb the moment they've created); and non-stop background music (if it is real, you don't have to underline it).
Meet Ayan (Ranbir Kapoor), Alizeh (Anushka Sharma), Saba (Aishwarya Rai Bachchan) and Ali (Fawad Khan), the four who play ring around the roses with each other.
Ayan is 'private-jet' rich but wants to be a singer, the out-going Alizeh loves Ali, and the happily divorced Saba is looking for love.
The most flavorsome relationship dramas, where characters pair up, leave, and return, are a compendium of sighs and tears and moments where you want the lovers to fall into each other's arms because you can't bear to see them apart.
Here there is none.
That's because of a lack in focus: he falls in love with her - she loves another - he falls in lust with another - she teaches him how like is better than love - like it is all over the place and stretched at ends, the intervening bits filled with songs (club, shaadi, even a 'break-up' ditty) and dialogue (yes, not lines, but dialogues, in the old-fashioned way: why, when your characters inhabit the here and now?). Sure, they play 'shayars' and singers, but their delivery makes a lot of those conversations feel forced and cheesy.
Fawad Khan, over whom so much controversy broke out, is dishy but doesn't really have much to do in the movie.
But the one who lifts this film, or as much as he can, is Ranbir. As the fellow who crumbles and cries and shoves his aching heart on his sleeve even when letting a pretty thing wipe his eyes, he is terrific.
The others were okay.
And that 2 minutes cameo of SRK delivers more emotions than the entire movie of 2 hours. (I'm not an SRK fan, being honest)
You can watch Shivaay for a better entertainer. Happy Diwali :)