But the piece de resistance
is Nikita (Koel Purie), a flippant hallucinating butterfly with a past. When Xen finds himself unable to read her thoughts (probably there were none in her head in the first place), he finds himself inexorably drawn to her. Their relationship proves to be a turning point, as Xen is led to his Nirvana.
In terms of scripting, 'Everybody....' is a far cry from hauntingly original. The main sap seems to be drawn from What Women Want
(Mel Gibson, Helen Hunt). A lot of the film is lost in inane banter and repeated lines as we are hit between the eyes with hundreds of 'there you go Mr.Mittal, thank you Mr. Mittal, we'll send your bill to the office Mr.Mittal, bye bye Mr. Mittal'. Holy ravioli, who wrote these lines? Polly the parrot with the salted cracker?
A feeling of closed spaces permeates the film as we, as an audience, are kept within the confines of the Salon and Xen's room. I am not quite sure if Bose actually intended to bring in that element of claustrophobia, but boy, I sure coulda done with some Swiss settings and some Alpine air.