Kuchh Luv Jaisa: Movie Review
Posted by FATEMA H.KAGALWALA on May 27, 2011 | No Comments
FILM – KUCHH LUV JAISA
PRODUCER – VIPUL SHAH
DIRECTOR – BARNALI RAY SHUKLA
WRITER – BARNALI RAY SHUKLA
CAST – SHEFALI SHAH, RAHUL BOSE, SUMEET RAGHAVAN
MUSIC – PRITAM
It could have been called ‘Ladies Day Out’. But it is called ‘Kuchh Luv Jaisa’ and maybe it is the title but the film constantly want to throw up situations and imagery where the two lead characters are almost on the verge of falling in love.
So is it about love? Yes and no. It is not so much about love between the protagonists but about the significant others in their lives. But we are jumping the gun a bit here. To recount the story, Madhu (Shefali Shah) is a bored upper-class housewife. She has a posh house in a posh locality in Mumbai, an enterprising and workaholic husband, a teenage daughter and a toddler son. On her birthday, which comes once in four years (29th Feb) she is unfortunately ditched by her husband who happens to forget the occasion. Disappointed and angry she sets out to have ‘her’ day. She gets a make-over, she buys a car and just when she is settling into enjoying her day she meets Raghav (a yet again, strictly two-expression-owning Rahul Bose), a criminal running from the law. She thinks he is a detective and Raghav plays along. She asks him to let her join him on the case he is investigating. Raghav continues to play along and Madhu’s ‘real’ day out begins.
As one would love to imagine it is no hilarious, comedy of errors or a racy, pacy thrill ride. A random trailing of a random guy lands them in a hotel after several run-ins with contrived situations of potential falling in love. The love, of course, never happens either and one isn’t really sure if one expected that or is relieved. What happens is Madhu being told by a random guy (Makrand Deshpande) that Raghav is a womanizer and may be using her and her flaring up like he was a betrothed caught two-timing. Her reactions are as out of place as are the twists in the film, which are no twists to begin with, just events that happen so that Shefali Shah can showcase her acting talent and her lovely newly-acquired hair-do. In a meaningless plot that also involves Raghav’s romance with a conniving starlet (Neetu Chandra), primarily thrown in to show the humane side of criminals, one is left wondering about the point of the whole thing.
The film ends with some sort of catharsis for Madhu and has probably its only true and heart-warming scene in the mother-daughter bathroom scene where the daughter confesses to her mother about her boyfriend. Madhu grudgingly asks her if something has happened. Her daughter says no. A panicky Madhu asks, ‘what do you think I mean?’ The daughter straightforwardly replies, ‘Sex’. And then they hug. It is this kind of precise, bold and honest charm that is missing in the film which makes the film a dry and listless packaging of an interesting idea gone wrong.