Crass Comedy. Review on Salaam Namaste

I was looking forward to nice time-pass when I went for this movie. I thought Preity Zinta and Saif Ali Khan would be fun to watch . Didn’t expect much from the movie.

However I didn’t even get that much. Sure, Preity looks cute and Saif has a good body and they both acted well. I’ll have to scratch my head to think of something else nice to say.

Songs were average. Okay I won’t compare them to Parineeta’s music and acknowledge that I didn’t actually scream with boredom. The theme song is alright I guess.

The story? Flawed from the beginning. Difficult to imagine that any radio jockey (Preity/Amber) would badmouth a person (on radio!) who comes late to her show for an interview to the extent they show. Anyone who does that is not fit for the job. Or perhaps I’m taking the movie too seriously.

Okay, then Amber meets Nick/Saif and they fall in love. Next? A few days later they move in together, ostensibly into separate bedrooms. I wonder if they are twelve year olds (am I insulting twelve year olds?) who think that two people who are madly attracted to each other can stay in the same house all by themselves in a romantic location, share bathrooms and manage not to sleep together? Perhaps they thought they were Mahatma Gandhi in the making. Whatever.

Next? The director tries to show them adjusting to each other’s very different habits. Strangely, Amber is fanatic about time but extremely messy as a person. I thought that didn’t jell. Then we have Saif who is never on time, a ‘creative’ chef but who is fanatic about neatness. A guy who likes to sleep late and watch television late into the night but hey…he simply loves to wash the dinner dishes and make sure the kitchen is spotless before he does that. And there’s more. He’s a chef who loves to come home and cook! How stupid can you get! I know two people who are chefs in decent hotels and they will not even make a cup of tea at home! They don’t want to do the same thing at home! Most chefs who have partners behave this way. Either they eat at the hotel, or their spouses cook.

And this is just the first half of the movie. The bad part actually starts in the second half. There is predictability and more predictability, crass comedy and a story which drags on and on. There are also some distasteful references to women and children…which the director obviously thinks are funny.

Yawn. I wish I had not wasted my time on this one.