In the only ever so slightly
emotional scene in the otherwise lighter than popcorn movie, JHMS, Harry (Shah
Rukh Khan) stands at a seashore and yells out to the horizon—“hello…India..”.
He is on European shores and misses his home, his Punjab, his younger turbaned avatar with dreams. Just when he starts
telling the deeper truth of his feelings for Sejal (Anushka Sharma), the scene
is rudely interrupted by a blow on his head. The spoiler here is not this
little detail, but the moment rendered incomplete. This is typically Imtiaz
Ali. There is always a gem of an idea, the spark of an insight, which shines and
seduces you to the story. But, dare to go close and the plot digresses and
heads further into Europe’s trams, with no real purpose.
Like his previous film, ‘Tamasha’,
the boy and the girl are on holiday. They met in the beautiful Corsica earlier
and indulged in a lot of role-play bordering into a bipolarity of sorts.
Thankfully, the characters in JHMS, are more rooted, with just enough
complexity to keep us engaged. They are also holidaying. This time, across 5
countries: Prague, Amsterdam, Vienna, Lisbon and Budapest. Tamasha’s Ranbir and
Deepika are quite clear that they will strictly have a holiday romance and
nothing more. JHMS’s Harry and Sejal have
a somewhat similar pact. Sejal has a fiancé back home amongst rich Gujju
diamond merchants. She calls it
fa-i-mily business.
As Harry points out, she is
‘sweet’. And pretty like porcelain vase. The ones you admire but don’t touch.
In Harry, she discovers the desire to be desirable…”laayak” as they put it
politely. “Laayak” is the kind of girl who is hot. So she tries to do some cool
moves.
Again, there is a momentary
glimpse of a fun character to explore here. A so called good girl who wants to be
selfish and have some ‘bad’ moments before she goes back to the mundane dhokla-
paatra, gold and diamond life of a girl who thinks Amsterdam is in France
(Gujjus may hate the gentle mockery here but this part is genuinely funny).
But Imtiaz refuses to go into
Sejal’s wilder side and plays it safe. Likewise, with Harry. Shahrukh’s Harry
is a world weary, seasoned Romeo who is a tour guide in Europe. He would rather
drive a tractor across the fields of Punjab and sing louder than the sound of
the tractor. Ever since Subhash Ghai’s ‘Pardes’ and Aditya Chopra’s ‘Dilwale
Dulhaniya Le Jayenge’, the stories are written with one eye at the NRI box
office. Which sadly, has Harry with one foot
and a dimple charming every female client in Europe and the other
itching to do bhangra with his only
true love as desi as the makhhan or dhokla.
Whenever the real, lonely
Harry emerges and allows himself to be vulnerable enough to ask for a simple
hug from the sweet Sejal, the duo come closer to a romance more mature than a teenybopper
lost-in-the- woods ride.
Shahrukh’s sense of comic
timing, his ‘trying to be cheap’ body language, overrides his past work as the
typical romantic hero with his arms spread wide. For most part of the film, he
is simply engaged in a conversation with the heroine. There is not much of plot
here and it would have been one monotonous version of “Before Sunrise” if it
wasn’t for the interesting characters and both the actors bringing in a fresh
energy that bounces off each other beautifully and the two tango better than
“Rab ne bana de Jodi” and “Jab Tak Hai Jaan’.
Hopefully, in Imtiaz’s next
film, we will see a wilder Sejal and a more intense Harry in a story that actually
has some answers. Where they can go beyond “ tractor se unchi awaaz’ and “
gote kinare ki chunari’ on the Yash Chopra tinted Punjab fields. Until
then, Anushka’s dumb Sejal ben and Shahrukh’s loser Harinder charm us enough
with all the seeking and soul searching.
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