Subhash K Jha speaks about Loveshhuda

By Subhash K. Jha -

February 20, 2016 - 11:08 AM IST

We should have been warned. Any film which subverts a classic song like 'Aaj phir jeene ki tamannah hai' (from Vijay Anand's Guide) into an alcoholic anthem

Subhash K Jha speaks about Loveshhuda

couldn't be up to any good.

Sure enough, Loveshhuda is more about booze than love. With Prohibition around the corner in Bihar, this exasperating mimicry of filmmaking may do well in that State. The leading man and his

friends, all of whom need serious tips on tackling tipsiness without tipping over into self-ridicule, are constantly bingeing and boozing and supposedly having fun.

But their revelry leaves us tragically unmoved. It's like watching rowdies heckling passersby at the traffic signal. Fun only for those who believe in that sort of a thing! But sorry! Most of us

watching a bunch of overgrown brats singing 'Aaj phir peene ki tamannah hai' is nobody's idea of fun. It's more of a painful reminder of what levels of mediocrity have been reached in the

name of mainstream entertainment.

Bacchanalia gets a bad name in this moth-eaten of a rom-com which tries hard to leave us with a horny hangover. Instead we get the filmed version of a coitus interruptus.

The rom-com in Bollywood has been in serious trouble. It's used, misused and abused to generate bootleg resources for untalented newcomers who think acting is about wearing the coolest denims with

matching aviators, and mastering lip-locks on scenic hill-stops with starlets in dresses so short they threaten to qualify as borderline lingerie.

Loveshudda which stars Girish Taurani as a guy who wakes up in bed with a girl he has never met (and no, she is not his yoga instructor), touches new depths of nullity in the rom-com genre.

It disambiguates the genre to the extent that it doesn't seem to care whether its basic moral tenets makes any sense or not. So our hero Girish (Taurani) jumps out of bed with the stranger (a

female) gets married to the 'wrong' girl, ends up a slobbering bitter mess.

The film follows.

There is a lot of music, colour and simulated chuckles in the proceedings. This is all supposed to be wildly tongue-in-cheek and naughty. It ends up being a sitcom without the comfort of commercial

breaks in-between the gags. Taurani seems constantly bewildered by what women want of him. Kartik Aaryan in Pyaar Ka Punchnama did a better job of cloaking misogyny in irony.

Debutant director Vaibhav Mishra has an eye for vibrant frames. The colour palate in the songs and the (never-ending) club/party sequences is far more interesting than the actors who occupy the

attractive sets and locations. There is no dearth of good looking locations, girls, cars and accessories in Loveshhuda.

No expense has been spared to ensure that Girish Taurani post-debut vehicle catches the audiences' fancy. But flaunting urban affluence and trying to write dialogues which try hard to sound like

the metro-youngsters internet babble gives this film an embarrassing aspirational aura.

It's all about wanting to be cool. Girish Taurani tries hard to be Mumbai's Justin Timberlake. Instead he ends up being the Poor Man's Ayushman Khurrana with very little of Khurrana's control over

the lines and scenes. Taurani's co-star Navneet Kaur Dhillon is lovely in a leggy way. Wisely she lets her legs do all the acting. It's sad to see actors of Sachin Khedker and Tisca Arora's skills

struggling to find a center to their sketchy roles. They might as well have spared themselves the effort.

As you watch this slush of a rom-com only one thought keeps coming to mind. Would someone please slash the slosh?