

The fact that SRK’s Dev Saran is such a criminally cynical man, it actually is even more of a mystery how Zinta’s forthright Rhea has tolerated him for 4 long years and managed to raise a kid with him as well. Its the same story in the other marriage in question. And how does Maya respond? She rushes to her newfound loverboy (SRK as Dev Saran) and gives him a cute peck on the cheek apologising for not responding to his calls. But even after the showdown, the guy’s gentleman enough to strive even harder (he plans a long weekend for some serious adult “discussions” that his wife keeps on whimpering about). Given her cold-fish routine almost everywhere, its no surprise that Rishi loses it and snaps at her. You see Maya being a drama queen and stomping out of a party when all Rishi wants is to shake a leg with her. What does register is Rishi’s valiant attempts to share a few laughs, dances and kisses with Maya which she’s only too uptight and la-di-da to be party to.


There’s this one sequence where he playfully starts the hoover while she starts yapping about what a kid he is, but that just isn’t enough. But never once do you see Rishi giving her a proper cold shoulder or anything that really registers a lack of communication.

You have scenes where Rani’s character, Maya, would whine on and on about how her husband Rishi (Abhishek Bachchan) isn’t adult enough to understand her innermost feelings. And not because the two people in question (Rani’s and SRK’s characters) stomped over their marriage and then went ahead with each other but because what really is wrong in their respective marriages never filters through. The bad part really is that the scene which is supposed to be this ultimate denouement to the tangled relationship mess, you know that final redeeming moment when the star-crossed lovers finally get to hold their hands and share the passion-filled hug, I just found myself muttering “You two losers really deserve each other”. The good part really is that for naive, unmarried singletons like me, it does give an easy answer out *spoiler alert* of actually follow your leaping heart and let your marriage rot in hell. To say that it fell flat is actually more like it. And I plan to go ahead with an arranged marriage (which, hypothetically is a passionless affair) and then, horror of horrors, bump into my “godsend soulmate”? Would I then be selfish enough to dump my family and follow my heart? Will my doing so be a selfish act or a brave one? Do I sacrifice my commitment for my desires? Very difficult questions and it turns out that I wasn’t the only one who was irked by them as, this film being proof enough, one of nation’s biggest film-makers was actually busy concocting a brew with solely these nagging questions as the dominant flavour.īut despite such a fudamental connection with its basic premise, KANK failed to impress me. I still like that thought for all its fantastical, rosy delusions that really saves me from long hours of self-pity yet the cynical b*stard in me, of late, has been quick to poke out his head everytime I dwell on that wondrous thought of mine and ask me ‘what if my wait turns out to be too long?. Ten years on and whenever alone, I still toy with the thought that I really will bump into that person who’s perfect for me in every way and who finds me adorable enough to complete her as well. Yes, for someone who was a die-hard Madhuri Dixit fan at an impressionable age of 12, everything the dame uttered in Dil To Pagal Hai was gospel. I said supremely interesting because I have grown up with Bollywood dictating quite a lot of my personal fantasies one of which, I unashamedly admit, is that someone somewhere is made for me. The whole idea behind this movie is supremely interesting. Still interested in reading more about this year’s biggest pretence in the name of maturing cinema?
