We reached the theater some 15 minutes before the film; were allowed in 5 minutes before it started; fought our way in through the crowd and were amazed to see that the film had already started, even though most of the patrons had not made it into the theater yet. After 10 minutes of shouting, hooting, the projectionist restarted the film. The projectionist must have secretly thought "Pachtaaogay!"
Movie began, again....
Welcome to the pretty faced, "can't act for nuts" world. With such an amazing bunch of talented "Non actors" in this industry itself, it's difficult to understand why we have to pick one up all the way from Pakistan! Arrey, Imran and Katrina are enough to embarrass even Steven Seagal at his worst.. It's as if the makers wanted an India- Pakistan match of "Who can act worse" and by the way, put your hands together because India won hands-freakin-down! So you start with Ali Zafar showing how bad he truly is, until Imran comes in and overshadows him completely. Katrina Kaif makes it even worse with her bobbing head, "trying too hard to be cool" act. Ali and Kaif atleast have some decent scenes, but Imran is tireless in his pursuit for poop.
About the story. Its story is so ragged and done to bits, that I think the director must have found it in his recent archeological expedition! Dates back to 2000 BC (Before-Commonsense), I guess. It's about a brother "bhaisaab - urf Luv" , who tells his brother "Kush" to find a girl for him. In his hunt, he finds the perfect girl, gets the marriage arranged, falls in love with his to-be Bhabhi, then makes a plan to stop the wedding and succeeds.
Even though the Destination is predictable, the Journey is Pure-Unadulterated torture! Every one is given a clear mandate to overact. But when someone doesn't know the meaning of acting and is told to Overact, then you simply get a bunch of Irritating scenes with airheads. Even the decent songs seem to be prolonging your pain, hence become overbearing.
The director does his best to make your ride torturous. Guess when your name is Ali Zafar, you can neither act nor direct! My message to the director is his name ....Ali Abb-buss Zafar.... The dialogues are juvenile, picked up from various movies and challenge your sanity. You almost go "Aata maajhi Satakli !".
Even before the first half is done, you start charting your way back home, start planning your life and vow not to hurt a living soul if your survive. Things go from bad to worse next. By the time it gets over, you have to dig your fingers out of your own flesh!
My Brother ki Dulhan could well have been named "Intolerable Cruelty" coz that's what this is. It's time to stop encouraging actors based on their looks. It's time for the movie community to think beyond beauty. Now, I hope you got my drift with regard to watching this film. If you are watching it anyways, tie your hands down, so that you don't strangle yourself! Dont know its reaction on you... For me , it was Mere Migraine ka Reason!
Rating : 1.5 / 10 ( 1 for "Isq Risk song" )