Just another Jaane tu ya Jaane na… (for all thsoe who think this is a film review, it’s not) It’s an account of what happened before the film…
On a thursday afternoon most while most others around me were brooding over the fact that the week is really slow I was looking through the newspapers. I was quite tempted to watch Jaane tu.. but for some peer pressures ended up watching Love Story 2050. Well sunday deserves some fun too right?
Sunday – 8am – I had to leave for a meeting (Yes I cant say NO to work! ) and thereofre say yest omeeting 8am on sunday morning meetings) I wake up with a migrane to an sms from that says the meeting is cancelled. I pop some pills and go back to sleep feeling really sick. I wake up at 12 (noon) – telling myself oh shit! i cant make it for the movie now 😦 Look at my phone and there were a couple of missed calls from those who were looking forward to seeing the movie. I couldnt care less and went off to sleep again making mental plans of how I WILL watch the film at 3.00pm.
I leave 40 mins before, pick my friend up and drive through casually as if tickets were waiting with a big smile for me. At the booking counter is the first time I feel “Oh there is a chance we will not get the tickets.” So i ask my friend to go down and find out while I watied in the car (thinking to myself that I am saving 15 bucks of parking. Am I not smart! Well ya only till now!) She walks back saying, “sirf 7.50 ke show ki tickets hai… I almost blew the horn and my top, “Dint you get them???…” I tried to stay calm, all the meditation – what’s the use you know! and Just yeterday we were talking about how to keep a positive attitude, how could I be the one throwing a tantrum.
So we made use of technology. Got dad to look up online booking, while my friend juggled between two mobiles and tried calling 6 different cinemas. And I tried my hand at the wheel swirling around the city to 5 different cinema halls and trying my brain for not so creative ideas to get tickets. All this to return to a Mac donalds and a cup of coffee. I was still smiling. I had tickets to the film for a 6.30pm show (for the next day – NO! you were not supposed to laugh at my positive attitude)
And the run does not end there.
6.00pm The Monday evening blues and the boss dues were not paid- I was standing in the MD’s office while he was throwing tantrums at others for not deciding some date. I felt like telling him you are not helping me with my super-duper future planning. For once I plan ahead and you are the one ruining it for me. Why do I plan?
He hung up just in time for the movie to start and smiled. Thanks and I ran feeling quite excited completely forgetting I had like an 8 mins drive to the cinema and a 2 and half minute ride in the lift before I would enter hall just to hear my friend saying, “kya yar , song chalu ho gaya….” OH HO i told her positive atittude, think “song khatma nahin hua!”
After about 17 mins i wondered, if they are going to show all the songs right now then what will they do later? Well! may be this is the style and treatment that people have been talking about. It’s probably that they kept showing only younger years in the trailors, and there is an entire new paradigm to the film. Something more mature, when they are older, working etc. Well it’s okay to be hopefull especially after films like Jab we met. But it jsut never happeend
The only thing that one could look out for is an absolutely amazng performacne by Pratiek Babbar. An outstanding actor. So while the crowd went mad about the chocolate boy I think Pratiek did it for me in the 5 scenes that he had in the film. And ofcourse the song “Kahin to hogi…” Another great composition that leaves an impression on your mind.
My rating – 3 stars for all the wrong reasons. Just another love story (did you mean puppy, cat, rat love?!) and a chewed up script in a new wrapper…It felt like almost like an Eclair now called Alpenliebe.