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I (don't) hate luv storys


I liked this one. :)

Going to the theater with lowered expectations has become routine now. And after disappointments such as Kites, Raavan, and Rajneeti (second half) I am trying to adjust an even lower expectation level. But I think I would have liked I hate love storys even otherwise.

It's a sweet movie which will appeal to all the young college going crowd and a few older ones who are still young (and stupid) at heart (guess who? :-)). I am not saying it is an intelligent movie with out of the world performances. It was just 'sweet', if you know what I am talking about.

The movie is about 'love' as depicted in various 'love stories' and the effect it has on the working of all those human minds which dwell on them. Some of these minds end up concocting their own real life stories (which in reality do not exist). A couple of these minds concoct their love stories, and happen to stumble upon their respective Rajs and Simrans, who also have the same stories in their minds (What is the probability of such an event happening?). Here in this movie Simran is in love with the idea of love and has already found her Raj in her childhood-friend-turned-fiance. Then she gets to meet Jay (or J) and suddenly Raj becomes boring and cliched. To me Raj's character seemed like an extension of that guy in Dil Chahta Hai whom Sonali Kulkarni was dating before she met Saif. So, after Simran realizes that she is in love with Jay instead of her perfect Raj, she shares her feelings with Jay who doesn't react in the way she expected. Then after a lot of "idhar-udhar-ki baatein" and "waghaira-waghaira" finally Jay accepts that even a casanova like him had developed feelings for Simran. And then they hug and live happily ever after.

Whole of this Simran-Jay love story happens on the sets of another routine Bollywood love story, called Pyaar Pyaar Pyaar (how imaginative) where they work as art director and assistant director respectively. This Pyaar Pyaar Pyaar was Dilwaale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge meets Kuch Kuch Hota Hai meets Dil Chahta Hai meets Mohabbatein meets Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam etc etc. These spoofs and some of the one liners are the strengths of this movie. Now I don't know how many of those one-liners were original because I identified some of them (and some scenes too) lifted straight from the sitcom How I Met Your Mother. I won't be happy with anybody trying to imitate Barney Stinson. He is 'legen (wait for it)....dary'. :)

P.S. Barney Stinson shall be revisited on this blog very soon.

Comments

Mayuri said…
Love Barney Stintson - Bollywood better not co[y that guy!!

and Stabi - i like the new look of your blog, in tune with the weather :)
Shazia said…
Hey Myoori, thank you, thank you :)
And yes Barney Stinson is cute.
Archon said…
Noone beats Barney :) Jeez Shaz, I haven't got my hands on all the seasons yet, do you happen to have any??
Shazia said…
Kapil I have all the 5 seasons. You can take from me when you come here. By the way, when are you coming?

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