Love’s Labours Lost
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- Sena-BJP sweep Aurangabad civic polls, AIMIM ahead of Cong, NCP
- Call records may nail red sandalwood killings; NHRC seeks records of personnel involved
- Amit Shah rips Rahul Gandhi for 'post-leave' noises
Chopra's trademark expertise in keeping the drama at just the right pitch is only patchily evident. Not all the songs have an emotional connect, another Chopra strong point, and the AR Rahman soundtrack doesn't quite overwhelm either. I loved the Challa song, though: in its sweep and its lyrics, it encompasses the kind of romance that was completely Yash Chopra's. Of the two ladies, Kaif rises to the occasion only occasionally; the rest of the time, she's too pallid to leave any impact. Where's the spirited Kat? And Sharma's bubbliness, though nice, seems stretched, and much too familiar.
Finally, what keeps you with the film is Shah Rukh Khan, who is on the top of his game. He pulls every familiar trick of his, and he comes up with a couple we haven't seen before. This is the star in a lover boy avatar we haven't seen for a long time, and being able to stare intensely into his leading ladies' eyes lets him shed his clown-self, and allows them to swoon. Fittingly, Yash Chopra's final film will be remembered for the guy who gave the director a boost when he needed it, back then with Darr. Watch this one for Shah Rukh, who can still do the dimpled boy wonder and the older lover with a wry smile, a wounded wink and a sexy nudge.