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Best Romantic Comedy In Bollywood.
Jan. 24th, 2008 09:06 pmJab We Met is the best damn thing to happen to Bollywood cinema in decades.
Let's take a look at the two stars, shall we? I have no love for Kareena Kapoor. Acting is in her blood, and she has delivered quite a few laudable performances in Ashok, Chameli and even Don. Unfortunately however, I was introduced to her through the Karan Johar's cinematic monstrosity Khabie Khushi Khabie Gam, the major-most WTF moment in Indian blockbuster history. Her overblown, wince-worthy performance as Pooja (I'm sorrry - Poo) all but made me break out in hives. Plus, I find her sister to be easier on the eyes. So I am supremely wary of the woman.
Shahid Kapoor has been a complete non-entity to me since his unfortunate debut in Fida. Next to the supremely hot badassery of Fardeen Khan, Shahid merely came across as a short-ass Hrithik Roshan wannabe who looked nothing more than a leaping, wriggling sprat-creature of a humanoid with emo bangs. I remember wondering who the fuck thought he could carry off a starring role. No love for him there too.
So you can see why I had to be dragged off kicking and screaming to see Jab We Met, despite it's many positive reviews. The prospect of sitting for two and a half hours of a meet-cute between Kareena and Shahid, who had about as much chemistry as mold and wet cardboard in Fida, felt like a karmic bitchslap from a past life.
Boy was I wrong. In fact, I expect to be completely correct in all the pre-judgements I make for the next month, simply to create a cosmic counterbalance to how completely wrong I was in my prejudices about Jab We Met.
I'm not trying to diss on SRK in favour of Shahid. The boy has talent, but SRK is stil the more experienced, accomplished actor whom I still retain a certain fondness for, despite his annoying penchant for screen-hogging. I'm just rejoicing that the new blood coming into Bollywood cinema isn't as hopeless as we originally imagined. If that boy plays his cards right, he could easily fill SRK's shoes as Bollywood's most bankable talent within the next ten years.
Kudos also go out to the director and writer, who takes a rather half-hearted storyline and turns it into a masterpiece with great direction and realistic and witty dialogue. The soundtracks deserve a whole review to themselves, all of them being catchier than the sniffles and which keep getting stuck inside your head like half-chewed bubble-gum sticks to a shoe. It's very difficult to get tired of hearing them anytime soon.
Anyway, my point is: WATCH JAB WE MET. It's not a movie that'll be emulated anytime soon. It's not just a must-see, it's a must buy. If only to ogle Shahid Kapoor and the black-shirted forearms of Pr0n.
Let's take a look at the two stars, shall we? I have no love for Kareena Kapoor. Acting is in her blood, and she has delivered quite a few laudable performances in Ashok, Chameli and even Don. Unfortunately however, I was introduced to her through the Karan Johar's cinematic monstrosity Khabie Khushi Khabie Gam, the major-most WTF moment in Indian blockbuster history. Her overblown, wince-worthy performance as Pooja (I'm sorrry - Poo) all but made me break out in hives. Plus, I find her sister to be easier on the eyes. So I am supremely wary of the woman.
Shahid Kapoor has been a complete non-entity to me since his unfortunate debut in Fida. Next to the supremely hot badassery of Fardeen Khan, Shahid merely came across as a short-ass Hrithik Roshan wannabe who looked nothing more than a leaping, wriggling sprat-creature of a humanoid with emo bangs. I remember wondering who the fuck thought he could carry off a starring role. No love for him there too.
So you can see why I had to be dragged off kicking and screaming to see Jab We Met, despite it's many positive reviews. The prospect of sitting for two and a half hours of a meet-cute between Kareena and Shahid, who had about as much chemistry as mold and wet cardboard in Fida, felt like a karmic bitchslap from a past life.
Boy was I wrong. In fact, I expect to be completely correct in all the pre-judgements I make for the next month, simply to create a cosmic counterbalance to how completely wrong I was in my prejudices about Jab We Met.
I'm not trying to diss on SRK in favour of Shahid. The boy has talent, but SRK is stil the more experienced, accomplished actor whom I still retain a certain fondness for, despite his annoying penchant for screen-hogging. I'm just rejoicing that the new blood coming into Bollywood cinema isn't as hopeless as we originally imagined. If that boy plays his cards right, he could easily fill SRK's shoes as Bollywood's most bankable talent within the next ten years.
Kudos also go out to the director and writer, who takes a rather half-hearted storyline and turns it into a masterpiece with great direction and realistic and witty dialogue. The soundtracks deserve a whole review to themselves, all of them being catchier than the sniffles and which keep getting stuck inside your head like half-chewed bubble-gum sticks to a shoe. It's very difficult to get tired of hearing them anytime soon.
Anyway, my point is: WATCH JAB WE MET. It's not a movie that'll be emulated anytime soon. It's not just a must-see, it's a must buy. If only to ogle Shahid Kapoor and the black-shirted forearms of Pr0n.
