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Mere Brother Ki Dulhan

The good news is that both Imran Khan and Katrina Kaif now have 3 and a half expressions compared to a poor 1 and a half at the start of their film careers; and they look great together. That the director has tried to cash on their cuteness-quotient and the eternal monument of love, the Taj Mahal, is very apparent throughout the movie. But apart from some nonsensical sequences and some unpleasant-while-they-last-and-forgettable songs, the movie still manages to entertain and leave a pleasant after taste. 

Dimple, a london-born, bidi smoking, law-breaking, 'wild' ex-DU (Delhi Univ.) student succumbs to family pressure and agrees to go for a conventional arranged marriage. During the groom-hunting process she bumps into Kush, a sau-pratishat good boy who neither smokes nor drinks and also believes in family values, who is looking for a dulhan for his settled-in-london brother, Luv. They remember meeting briefly during their DU days when Dimple was a rebel and a rockstar. To believe that, please watch the Dhunki song.

Luv, the brother, who had recently broken up with his steady girl friend he has been dating for the past 5 years requests his brother to find a suitable match for him since he trusts his choice more than their parents'. A testimony of this trust was their common fondness for Madhuri Dixit when they were kids.

The bride's and the groom's family meet. The bride and the groom get to speak on a video-chat, where they play a rapid fire round before saying yes to the alliance. And when everything is set, the bollywood-cupid strikes those who were not supposed to be struck. The song Kaisa ye isq hai, ajab sa risk hai happens next.

By the time the movie reaches the interval, kaafi raaita phail jaata hai. Rest of the movie is about how this raaita is cleared away despite all the twists and turns that come in the way of Kush and Dimple.

Though the movie has quite a few funny moments, I liked those scenes where old bollywood numbers, apt for the particular scene, played from the background and made the situation even more funny. Overall, the movie was a good watch after a busy week. 


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