Nadaaniyan: Les cœurs naïfs

I dozed off after just 20 minutes while watching this movie. I'll probably give it another shot when I'm struggling to sleep, but honestly, it didn't grab my attention at all. Khushi Kapoor's acting felt more like overacting than anything else. She really needs to stop taking acting lessons from Arjun Kapoor-his style isn't helping her at all. The story itself is also the same old, repetitive tale about high school kids. It was just another cliched, stupid love story that added nothing new to the genre.

Writers really need to come up with something fresh and original because this movie felt like the same old stuff we've seen a million times before. It's just another recycled high school love story with nothing new to offer. But honestly, even though the plot was predictable and the acting wasn't great, it ended up working out for me. I had a really good nap during the movie! It was almost like the perfect sleep aid, so I guess that's one positive thing I can say about it. But still, a new story would have been nice.

Another banger of a movie from the Alumni of the Karan Johar College of Nepotism and Shifaaras, this movie is inspiring.

I was comatose for 6 months in a hospital when my wife switched this on on Netflix to fall asleep to, suddenly it was so cringe and tryhard that it made my come out of my coma and get up to get the remote and exit out of the Netflix App and put something else on!

A must watch for comatose patients and dead people as it will definitely bring you back from the death and change the channel or app.

Saif Ali Khans kid tries too hard while Sridevis kid has no talent. Amazing!!!

Oh god the movie was so bad i couldn't wait for it to get over.the acting is horrendous and looks absolutely fake and cringe but ibrahim's acting is at least bearable (it's still bad), khushi kapoor's acting was UNBEARABLE, it was so fake and cringe that I wanted to puke The dialogues were bad but their dialogue delivery was worse....bollywood if you wanna make a movie about teenagers maybe let actual teenagers write or direct it...these 40 year old boomers have no idea what teenagers are or what goes through their minds and I think what they show in the movie is what they think our generation is🤡🤡🤡

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.

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.