Chori Chori Hindi Movie
Bollywood is back with its tired and tested recipe of popcorn pulp. Despite the right mix, Chori Chori is an insipid fare.
Though Rani Mukherjee adds some spice with her con girl act, rest fail to jazz up the movie.
After a heavy dose of thrillers, ghost movies and logic-defying action, Bollywood returns to romance with Chori Chori. It's the first time current favourites Rani Mukherjee and Ajay Devgan have appeared on screen together. But the sparks aren't flying.
Khushi (Mukherjee) is an orphan who makes her living out of bluffing people. Ranbir (Devgan) is a reticent architect, spurned by Sonali Bendre. The two meet in Delhi, where Ranbir tells Khushi of the house he had built for his love. It just happens that Khushi is thrown of her job. So, she lands up at Ranbir's house and introduces herself as his fiancee. Suddenly life is a breeze, till Ranbir returns. He figures Khushi's bluff was making his ex-girlfriend jealous. They strike a deal: she gets paid to carry on the act till Ranbir gets his love back.
It doesn't take a dimwit to figure out the rest of the story. Though the film seems to have been inspired by the 1992 Steve Martin-Goldie Hawn flick Housesitter, Khushi's character is loosely based on that of Sandra Bullock in While You Were Sleeping. Rani Mukherjee's charm lends chutzpah to the character of the con girl and makes the film what it is worth.
The reticent Ajay Devgan looks the part, so this role seems like a cakewalk for him. What make him look silly are the flawed direction and the uneven pace.
First, one-film director Milan Luthria, of the Kachche Dhaage fame, begins the movie slow. Then, he wastes reel after reel in tedious song and dance and pre-wedding ceremonies, shortchanging the de rigueur tearjerkers in the process.
So, Devgan's dejection after rejection, his family welcoming a con girl with total ease, his falling for her and falling out with her, look plain moronic.
