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Jalebi: The Everlasting Taste Of Love


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Jalebi is a unrequited love story. Director Pushpdeep Bhardwaj feels unrequited love is the best kind of love because the following line from the film -- “Unki mohabbat kamal ki hoti hai, jinka milna muqaddar mein nahi hota” -- kind of sums up his product. Jalebi is a remake of 2016 Bengali hit Praktan. Mumbai based Aisha Pradhan (Rhea Chakraborty) is a budding author who takes a guided tour of old Delhi because she wants to set her novel there and falls in love with the tour guide Dev Mathur (Varun Mitra). At first everything is hunky dory but then differences begun to set in. Her miscarriage crumbles the relationship further. They separate but she hasn't forgiven or forgotten him even after seven years. A chance train journey from Mumbai to Delhi brings Ayesha in proximity with Dev’s current wife Anu (Digangana Suryavanshi) and daughter Pulti (Aanya Dureja). A series of flashbacks take us through her past as she copes with the present. Dev joins them midway and the situation becomes more awkward. How this chance encounter unfolds to give her closure forms the crux of this rather sappy romance.

A romantic film needs good music as a buffer but unfortunately for Jalebi, it's the weakest link. The film's plot is as predictable as they come. And some portions are unintentionally hilarious -- like Dev offers Ayesha a piece of Anu's birthday cake. Who does that? The old Delhi in the film consists of one old haveli. Why wasn't the location explored more? The reason why Dev leaves Ayesha too is juvenile to say the least. But somehow it's made out to be the greatest sacrifice someone has made for his lover. Also, when you meet with your ex even accidentally, you won't hide it from your wife but introduce the two. But nothing of the sort happens. Poor Ayesha spends most of the journey roaming around in the corridor, trying to avoid his ex and his family. The train and the compartment are a clear advertisement for Swachh Bharat, their cleanliness bordering on the antiseptic. Though the director is trying to make a realistic film, the treatment is over the top and melodramatic. The gravitas and pathos needed for such a subject is missing.

What works in the film's favour us the earnestness the two leads bring in to their roles. Varun Mitra is the epitome of the good guy caught between his wife and mother. The newbie shows a natural ease in front of the camera and tries to do justice to his role. Rhea Chakraborty too is good as the bubbly Ayesha, though she has to work on her delivery of emotional scenes. Digangana Suryavanshi too fits the role of the second wife to a T.

Summing up, we can only say that the film was started with the right integrated but somehow floundered from its set path, resulting in a half-baked product.

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Jalebi is a unrequited love story. Director Pushpdeep Bhardwaj feels unrequited love is the best kind of love because the following line from the film -- “Unki mohabbat kamal ki hoti hai, jinka milna muqaddar mein nahi hota” -- kind of sums up his product. Jalebi is a remake of 2016 Bengali hit Praktan. Mumbai based Aisha Pradhan (Rhea Chakraborty) is a budding author who takes a guided tour of old Delhi because she wants to set her novel there and falls in love with the tour guide Dev Mathur (Varun Mitra). At first everything is hunky dory but then differences begun to set in. Her miscarriage crumbles the relationship further. They separate but she hasn't forgiven or forgotten him even after seven years. A chance train journey from Mumbai to Delhi brings Ayesha in proximity with Dev’s current wife Anu (Digangana Suryavanshi) and daughter Pulti (Aanya Dureja). A series of flashbacks take us through her past as she copes with the present. Dev joins them midway and the situation becomes more awkward. How this chance encounter unfolds to give her closure forms the crux of this rather sappy romance.

A romantic film needs good music as a buffer but unfortunately for Jalebi, it's the weakest link. The film's plot is as predictable as they come. And some portions are unintentionally hilarious -- like Dev offers Ayesha a piece of Anu's birthday cake. Who does that? The old Delhi in the film consists of one old haveli. Why wasn't the location explored more? The reason why Dev leaves Ayesha too is juvenile to say the least. But somehow it's made out to be the greatest sacrifice someone has made for his lover. Also, when you meet with your ex even accidentally, you won't hide it from your wife but introduce the two. But nothing of the sort happens. Poor Ayesha spends most of the journey roaming around in the corridor, trying to avoid his ex and his family. The train and the compartment are a clear advertisement for Swachh Bharat, their cleanliness bordering on the antiseptic. Though the director is trying to make a realistic film, the treatment is over the top and melodramatic. The gravitas and pathos needed for such a subject is missing.

What works in the film's favour us the earnestness the two leads bring in to their roles. Varun Mitra is the epitome of the good guy caught between his wife and mother. The newbie shows a natural ease in front of the camera and tries to do justice to his role. Rhea Chakraborty too is good as the bubbly Ayesha, though she has to work on her delivery of emotional scenes. Digangana Suryavanshi too fits the role of the second wife to a T.

Summing up, we can only say that the film was started with the right integrated but somehow floundered from its set path, resulting in a half-baked product.

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