Now I know that drooling incessantly over Shahid Kapoor and dragging your family to see the movie only because you can't get enough of his to-die-for looks is naughty, but to be punished for the naughtiness oh so severely is rather harsh - the movie is a mighty disaster. Sitting through it, one counts the number of better decisions one could have taken in life, such as:
1. Listened to one's parents more often
2. Studied more diligently
3. Saved more and not gone on that mindless shopping spree
4. Never wanting to see Kismat Konnection
Shahid, near perfect looks and fantastic dressing apart, does not know how to act. He tries so hard its painful to watch him. His comedy is so forced, so severe, it leaves one with a sick feeling in the stomach. But what good looks, perfect eye candy, every woman's dream - how sad that he is a half package.
Vidya Balan is so out of place in this movie that I nearly felt sorry for her. She looks awkward and tired, and whoever was responsible for clothing the leading pair poorly neglected the lady. Now I know that she has two and a half poses which she can carry off passably well and earn the goodwill of the critics, but the woman has absolutely nothing new to offer. She looks sad and dejected and brings nothing but under eye bags and dark circles to an ill-conceived set of reel shots.
I could go on about the pathetic editing and less than mediocre plot with a rubbish ending and horrible music but I shall spare you my thoughts just this once.
Please do yourself a favour and stick pins in your eyes rather than see this movie.
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