Review: 'Gori Tere Pyaar Mein!'
"You remind me of Shabana Azmi," guffaws our don't-give-a-damn hero to the social activist heroine.
In the first-half they clash over idlis, ideologies and idle chatter. Mismatched as they are, and we are reminded twice that she is older, Kareena Kapoor-Khan and Imran Khan trudge along cutely till mid-point after which the narrative shuffles noisily into a village in Gujarat where it all falls apart.
You know a film is going wrong when the lead pair just don't seem made for each other, not because that's the way their role are written, but because the actors playing the characters seem to belong to two different planets.
Someday producer Karan Johar can tell us why he decided to cast the incandescent Kareena Kapoor with Imran Khan. Not just in one but two of his productions within one year, both about a chirpy gregarious chick and a moneyed inhibited guy.
While researchers and theorists await results on what this Khan and Kapoor (actually she's half a Khan too, so going by his half-hearted presence they should have formed one complete Khan club, but alas they don't) are doing together there is this film going by the archaic and utterly uninspiring title of 'Gori Tere Pyaar Mein!'.
He is commit-phobic (like she was in 'Jab We Met'). She is a social activist. Rather, a loud caricature of a social activist. What Shabana Azmi would have been if her speeches were written by Karan Johar.
Kareena is dressed for the part and seems to make all the right moves (and I am not talk about the moves in those awfully infra-dig songs about the 'tooh', chewingum chaba ke, I kid you not). But why do we get the feeling she cares as much for the upkeep of the village and its gobar population as she did for the political degeneration of apna bharat mahaan in 'Satyagraha'?
Kareena carries the face of woman who would rather be anywhere than where this vapid script puts her. A pity, since her eyes and beauty can launch a thousand ships. In this film they can't even launch a leaky paper boat.
This is the film where everything in sight sinks. The viewer's heart, to begin with.
What strikes you repeatedly is the sheer nullity of the story. She loves to be passionate about everything to do with the downtrodden. He couldn't care less about female foeticide, child molestation, elevator rape, or whatever her next anti-exploitation jehad may be.
Come to think of it, Kareena's missionary zeal could have been the stuff ribtickling satires are made of.