Ankhiyon Ke Jharokhon Was founded on this film and music is still played on classical radio. Dil Bechara has the music of AR Rahman. And the lyrics of Amitabh Bhattacharya that diversity from the gentleness of the name of the song “Dil bechara / friendzone ka mara” to the genius of “rishta raha, down raet ka, e samandar major tumhara kinara raha”. After the disastrous collaboration with U2, Rahman redeems himself with those songs.
The songs are part of this doomed story. Sanjana Sanghi plays Kizie Basu, who will have to carry a mini oxygen tank at all times because her cancer has spread to her lungs. When she’s not walking through college, she spends her time attending the funeral because she wonders what her parents’ life will be like after she leaves. Her negativity is damaged through Manny (much older than her) who dances in her life and pursues her (kindly, of course) until she agrees to be her daughter.
I know it’s a failed-faced romance tale for young adults and Shailene Woodley and Ansel Elgort have already made the “intense but fun” edition of the book. Sushant Singh Rajput knowingly smiles through the film that manages to seduce young Kizie with his “cold blood” because the audience who needs the seducer has the strength to get under our skin.
Dil Bechara cannot succeed over Shah Rukh but calls him to Thalaivaa Square. Since I’m a qualified fan of both, the simulated movie scenes made me smile. What this movie doesn’t accomplish is touching this tear gland that makes you cry. I cry profusely in movies (and reading books), when a son leaves the family, when he digs them up, when he misses love or frivolity, you know, every moment of cinema. I still cry when Arthur de Eli Wallach explains “nice encounter” to Kate Winslet (in the film The Holiday) and my center is still waiting to hear Anand from Rajesh Khanna say, “Babumoshai! This film made me squeal the photographic triyete to Sushant Singh Rajput after the end of the film.
I’ll have to say that the story has too many flaws to pass without problems. Kizie needs to move to Paris and Mom’s articles because she’s worried about Kizie’s condition. The mother is interpreted with quite kindness through Swastika Mukherjee (you last saw her in Pataal Lok), and you sense why she would be worried. But the father (Saswata Chatterjee) tries to perceive why his daughter needs to adopt that journey. Suddenly, (and maybe because the doctor says, “Only if Mom accompanies her”), the mother lets them through to Paris and even plays a cameraman. Exasperate such sudden deficienciesArray.. And why doesn’t the father leave too?
It’s a Bollywood movie, and we’ve settled that schools don’t have courses, but more commonly skill programs … And yet I hope to see a little more substance. Substance I discovered in the musical triyete of Sushant Singh Rajput released before the film. It’s on the same platform and I was more moved than the movie.
Since his death in June, Dil Bechara has been heavily portrayed on social media as the last (and best) film by a glorious young actor, who left too soon. And there haven’t been such sophisticated messages about the fact that if you don’t like it, you’d be part of the biggest conspiracy to kill talents… The conspiracy theories around this fabulously talented guy are so that I learned words like ‘Apophenia’ and ‘Pareidolia’ from a young YouTuber who discredited a’ conspiracy ‘talking to ghosts’ and more…
For those who can play as he did in Sonchiraiya, Dil Bechara had to be very simple. The film manages to capture what the song promises: Khul ke jeene ka tareeka tumhe sunate hain / hanske dekho na lateefa tumhe sunate hain / Umar ke saal kitne hain gin gin ke kya karna / beetroot jaayega ginte hee warna …
Unfortunately, the shadow of the word “but” falls on everything this film tries to do. It’s up to critics to let you know kindly that you don’t like the manipulative story of two young people with cancer dying. I look to tell myself that John Green’s Searching for Alaska is a wonderful e-book (and a wonderful film) despite his obsession with the last words spoken through the characters. Especially a discussion about Searching for Alaska: “Francois Rabelais. He’s a poet. And his last words were, “I’ll look for a wonderful perhaps.”
It reminds me of that meteor named Sushant Singh that shone in our hearts for a while and went too suddenly, too soon.
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