You might have seen some cartoons in which the wolf wears a sheepskin and roams around the herd hoping to get some easy prey.
What does that have to do with films? The answer is that Karle Pyaar Karle is a B grade movie under the packing of an A list movie.
Not that the Darshan’s (Dharmesh, Sunil Darshan) have given blockbusters over the years but still they have always given decent entertainers like Dhadkan (2000) and some average-to-flop movies featuring stars like Kareena and Karishma Kapoor, Akshay Kumar, Bobby Deol and even Aamir Khan in Raja Hindustani (1996).
So it comes as a big disappointment that they have chosen such pathetic story and director for the movie that introduces scion Shiv Darshan.
Everything looks good on paper with the kind of storyline they debutant pair Shiv and former Miss India, Hasleen Kaur, are given a launchpad with enough opportunity to exhibit their looks, personality, dialogues, dance, romance, action and even comedy.
Sadly, not only the movie but the lead pair as artists fail in almost every department.
|KARLE PYAR KARLE|
|The most typical love action thriller you could think of, worsened by foolish plot and twists.|
|Very artificial acting performance by the debutants, not even a glimmer of relief by any of the characters.|
|Watch this movie to learn how to sink your producer’s money and torture viewers.|
|Good selection of locations, average cinematography.|
|Appropriate compositions for a romance action drama although none of the songs leave any impact.|
|Karle Pyaar Karle will definitely go down in history as one of the most hopeless movies of recent years. Review Scores by Saurin Shah.|
The film starts with a daredevil stunt heroically executed by who else than our protagonist to stun a stadium full of intimidated students.
This impresses a freak coach who came straight from the most filthy Wild West’s and is ultimately overpowered by the hero, scene over.
Next, welcome to a unique college in beautiful young city Lavasa (near Pune, India) where blood donation camps are run by some college girls who can give tough competition to the most experienced of hookers around the world.
Is blood really so rare to find that volunteers have to dress up as naughty nurse and give lap dances (yes it does blow your mind off) to donors!
Next, a fight club in the parking lot where villain dares the hero to a tumult after shedding his shirt to display the ‘before’ body of protein supplement adverts.
Later we found the hero and heroine are estranged childhood sweethearts as if they could be anything else.
Just to make sure it doesn’t become Love Story (1981) starring Kumar Gaurav, they adulterate it with bizarre sub plots like ‘Game On’ bets that ends up in trouble every time and separates the lovers without fail.
Wait, just when you thought this was the limit, there is also a drunkard stepfather who also indulges in hateful domestic violence and meets his matching fate.
There is also a worrying yet dominating mother and a grandmother who is also frozen in time believing Dilip Kumar as her boyfriend and about 7 to 8 college duds for comedy.
It simply goes on for a full two and a half hours with more drama-like-separation, sad song, a part time butcher villain and chasing, hiding and more chasing and betrayal and finally a happy ending.
It seems the director had gone into hibernation at some point in late 1980’s and has just woken up to be offered the herculean task to direct this venture, and it could not get more unfortunate for Shiv, Hasleen and the Darshans.
He makes complete mockery of each situation in the script and shows no mercy whatsoever unleashing atrocities on us scene by scene, one at a time. The only thing to his credit is the picturisation of the songs, particularly ‘Teri Sanso Mein’ and ‘Soni Soni Akkha Nu’.
The debutant pair look good only in posters and don’t seem like they have long way to go in films.
To start with, Shiv sports long hair and digitally measurable six packs and seems to create a biker look of John Abraham from his modelling days from long shot of course (Close-up he looks like a mix of Kushal Punjabi – the butcher’s son in movie Dhan Dhana Dhan Goal, 2007, and Rajkumar Yadav from Kai Po Che, 2013).
Shiv’s dialogue delivery is unnatural and becomes unbearable in the high drama scene once he starts growling ferociously. Not that Hasleen (who looks like distant cousin of Shraddha Kapoor) impresses much, the leggy lass may have won Miss India but her skin-show and figure can’t make her a youth sweetheart but she does her dialogues a little better!
The rest of the cast just hang in there, the villain manages to create some impact that instantly fades away when he finds the most unique way of taking revenge from Hasleen.
The makers rope in as many as six composers for music and the end product is pretty nice. Almost all the songs are pleasant and peppy while lines like ‘Mein Dilli Tu Sarkaar’ are likely to be popular among youth.
If you’ve ever been to the Lokhandwala area in Andheri, Mumbai you can see many such posters of movies made by teams of wannabe directors, actors and funded by some rich expats dreaming of making their scions celebrities or a syndicate of struggling actors, directors and writers as a last resort – KPK is one such movie.
In short, avoid Karle Pyaar Karle by all means. It’s bland simple irritating and disgusting and doesn’t even deserve to be in multiplex screens.