Nadaaniyan: Les cœurs naïfs

As soon as the movie started, after 5-10 minutes I realized that it's going to be flop.

I am so bored after watching the movie ( i watched it , hopefully thinking it might pickup the pace after some time, which it didn't ) Writing a review for this movie feels like a tedious task . But want to save some time for other viewers, you won't enjoy it much unless you are locked in a room with nothing but except this movie on the TV.

However, personally I would prefer to not watch the movie in that scenario either and would like to spend my time thinking about genetically modifying the cows to fight the aliens . That will be more interesting and better use of my time than watching this movie. Thank you.

Ah, Naadaaniyan. I walked in with the wide-eyed optimism of a cat chasing a laser pointer, especially with Ibrahim's debut and the faint hope that Khushi Kapoor had, like a software update, fixed some glitches since her last outing. Alas, the laser pointer led me straight into a brick wall.

Khushi, bless her heart, clearly tried. It was like watching someone assemble IKEA furniture without the instructions - some parts fit, others... well, let's just say they're now abstract art. The romantic and college scenes were flatter than a politician's apology. Her emotional scenes were a slight improvement, but still not enough to make me care.

Then there's Ibrahim. He's got the Saif Ali Khan starter pack, complete with the signature smolder and that 'I just woke up looking this good' vibe. But honestly, watching him was like looking at a vintage photo of Saif - nostalgic, but I was hoping for a fresh Polaroid, not a faded reprint. I wanted Ibrahim, not Saif 2.0.

The supporting cast? Suniel Shetty, Dia Mirza, Jugal Hansraj, and Archana Puran Singh were like reliable sidekicks, always there to pick up the slack. But Mahima Chaudhary... oh, Mahima. It was like she'd swapped her acting chops for a really good nap. A long, forgetful nap. I was rooting for her comeback, but it felt more like a "come-back-later-when-you-remember-your-lines" moment.

The music? It was so bland, it's made me question my entire understanding of melody. And the direction by debutant Shauna Gautam was mediocre at best. As the captain of the ship, she should have steered the film more carefully instead of heading straight for an iceberg. On the bright side, Anuj Samtani's cinematography was like the only lifeboat that worked - visually pleasing, but ultimately, it couldn't save the whole sinking experience.

Overall, a solid 3/10. I was truly naadaan to have such high hopes. I've learned my lesson, though. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go rewatch something with a plot that doesn't feel like it was written on a napkin during a bumpy bus ride.

Looks like the director has an obsession for Hollywood high school dramas. Trys hard to recreate the American high schoo experience in India, but fails. Doesn't feel real and doesn't connect with you. The pacing is slow and the story fails to take off. It all falls flat A highly talented supporting cast is completely wasted in this snooze fest. Khushi needs a lot of work on her acting and dialogue delivery. Ibrahim just looks lazy and expressionless throughout the film. The chemistry between the lead pair is literally non existent. Thankfully this didn't get a Full screen release. The current lot of Bollywood filmakers seem seem to be completely out of touch with the viewing public.

From the very first frame, Nadaanian sets the tone-and unfortunately, it's downhill from there. The film's lackluster start, accompanied by an unimpressive background score, does little to reel you in. Within the first five minutes, we're introduced to a so-called rebellious character, whose acting chops seem to rely more on their Instagram follower count than actual talent. It's a textbook case of style over substance.

If that weren't enough, the dubbing in Hindi raises an eyebrow. Why bother making a movie if it isn't rooted in an original language? The lack of authenticity feels like a disservice to both the story and the audience. Perhaps it's an ambitious attempt to reach wider audiences, but the execution leaves much to be desired.

In a world where cinema is celebrated as an art form, Nadaanian feels like a missed opportunity to truly shine.

Ibrahim has the potential to make a name for himself in the film industry.

However, Kushi's acting feels unnatural and unconvincing. Her sister, Jahnvi, is much better! This movie is a waste of time and music is boring!

The storyline wasn't what I expected, and Kushi could work on her grooming and overall screen presence. She doesn't seem like the right fit for Ibrahim's first movie. Unfortunately, nepotism continues to dominate the industry, affecting the quality of films. It would be great to see more talented individuals getting opportunities, but finding the right candidates seems increasingly impossible these days!