Paid voucher to boredom

This is a ‘heading nowhere saying nothing’ film. The young boy meets young girl love story on campus invites but a long yawn. The latest permutation of the guy meet gal may have a few Hindi references, including a badly done song showing snowing mountains – a la Yash chopra but finally the product simply refuses to move and at best jerks its way to the conclusion. 149 minutes is just too long to keep the audience interested or involved in how two musically gifted graphemes have a lot of time to waste and tide to swim with.

There’s got be a twist to the love story. What is going to keep the lovers away from each other to get the viewer back after the interval? It can be as weird and juvenile as a grabbed video camera depriving lady love of Maa ki mamta.

‘Pyaar Mein Padiopoyane’ is committed to its title and is accurate to its verb. A fall!! It holds no interest and the love story that unfolds is a paid voucher of boredom. An exercise in ineptitude. Our filmmakers simply refuse to visit a college campus and have eldritch hopes. Yet again the premise of a campus love story is busted with ridiculous scenes and total lack of credibility.

With imperfections and inadequacies aplenty, this is not what you want to defy the simmering summer or the shock rain and head to the theatres. For the filmmaker, both ambition and art must be backed by sterner stuff. From the tunes to the tale, everything has ‘it has all happened unrealistically even before’ feel. Not a sense of déjà vu, just a tiring encore.

The hero and heroine have music in common and love each other. At college, they realise that they also have to take the academic examination. Having done so, they go about an ambitious project of releasing a CD with the assistance of Bappi Lahri look alike Janaradhan (Pridhvi). An aspirant to matrimony, however, plays villain. Now there is a little secret that our hero Chandra (Aadi) holds against his lady love Yukta (Shanvi) and it is something as puerile as revenge and life full of hatred for a guy who in childhood thieved a camera. We know even before it all begins that of course the lovers will unite. So robbed of the surprise element you look for novelty and find yourself twice deprived.

The lead pair is mismatched. Shanvi makes faces and calls it acting. If only even acting techniques were available at the boutique!! Aadi places the central character and does all he can to add energy and fizz to the ‘expiry date’ product. The fact that the presence of the film cast made more noise at the theatre than in the film is a reflection on the product. The climax is absurd, to state it mildly. The one bright spot in the film is the comedy interlude involving Thagubotu Ramesh. A tiring outing.