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| Director
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Atull Agnihotri |
| Starring
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Salman Khan, Preity Zinta,
Bhumika Chawla |
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"Dil
Ne Jise Apna Kahaa" isn't a bad film. It's a boring
film. And that's worse than being bad.
In the absence of a
gripping plot, cohesive narration and coherent characterisations,
"Dil Ne..." simply fragments scatters and
falls into a clutter of tear-squeezing episodes that
leave you gasping for breath, like the film's leading
lady Dhani (Bhoomika Chawla) who has a congenital heart
problem.
Sunny doctor Pari (Preity
Zinta) conveniently has a road accident and donates
her heart to the girl on the next bed before kicking
the bucket...and letting loose a torrent of sobs and
tears from her husband.
To his credit, Salman
carries off the tough-guys-do-cry act with emotive fecundity.
His reactions during Preity's death sequence appear
heartfelt. But not enough so to camouflage the film's
stifled screams of groaning protest against the liberties
taken in the plot.
The incidents leading
up to the awful tragedy are vaguely engaging. Salman
shares an easygoing camaraderie with Preity and it shows
in their sequences together. Once Pari is knocked up
and knocked off by the scriptwriters, the film goes
out of control, much like the motorbikes spinning out
of control and hurling Pari's car over the edge, toppling
the plot into the arena of a triangular tragedy.
"Dil Ne Jise..."
isn't the first film about a heart transplant. World
cinema got there first. Recently there was David Duchovny
in "Return To Me" pining for his suddenly-deceased
wife until another woman with the dead woman's heart
shows up to claim space in his affections.
The trouble is, "Dil
Ne Jise..." thinks with its heart. The sweeping
sentimentality of the plot isn't matched by the aura
created in the narrative. Minus the fun sequences between
Salman and Preity, there's little here to suggest the
acute romanticism of two broken hearts mended by surgery
and love respectively.
Salman and Bhoomika
who shared a successful togetherness in "Tere Naam"
here seem to be wading through a wasteland of ill-conceived
sequences written more for the sake of reaching the
inevitable (happy) conclusion than to explore the journey
undertaken by two traumatised souls united by the life-giving
death of one woman.
It's a powerful subject
weakened by Atull Agnihotri's pale direction. Birds
chirp in a studio-built home to announce a happy morning,
violins fill the soundtrack to announce any maudlin
occasion.
Music and songs - so
essential to prop up a romantic tale - are at best serviceable.
The choreography doesn't help to relieve the tide of
tedium.
Salman props up the
creaky show as much as he can. But his understated machismo
goes only this far. The temper-tantrums in the second-half
are too much Salman and too little Rishab, the grieving
widower's character he plays.
In one sequence, he
shouts at his well-meaning colleague and friend (Asif
Sheikh). "I can throw this phone, these flowers
if I want"...and proceeds to do just that.
The supporting characters
are quite a commodious bunch, and often redundant. Salman's
sister played by Renuka Shahane seems to be there just
to remind audiences of their collaboration in "Hum
Aapke Hain Kaun". And you have to be really patient
to accept Rati Agnihotri as a doctor!
Salman Khan's office
colleagues are a noisy caricature-like bunch...A featherbrained
girl (Delnaaz Paul) who speaks wrong Hindi, another
guy who stammers and a frumpy matronly steno whom boss
Salman sportingly calls, 'Sexy' every morning to show
what a regular guy he is.
Why, Salman even feeds
the guy who comes to steal at his house and sends him
away with a warning: "No more theft"
The director needs a
similar warning for stealing from "Return To Me".
He also needs to be told that gay jokes aren't amusing.
Otherwise Atul Agnihotri
deserves praise for picking a subject where there are
no item songs, no vulgarity and no villains.. except
destiny.
Courtesy : Glamsham.com
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