Koi Mere Dil Mein Hai Review

Koi Mere Dil Main Hai has a medical certificate in lieu of a censor certificate. Perfectly safe for even heart patients, as it springs no surprises and works better than a sedative. As a classic example of old wine in a recycled bottle, this film is like every Bollywood movie in trying desperately to retrace a formula that last worked a decade ago.

Raj (Priyanshu Chatterji) is a rich kid who believes in walking the whole nine yards of life. His grizzled parents, tired of being woken up at 2 'o clock every morning to let him in, decide to marry him off, and the bride in the waiting is Simran (Diya Mirza).

Simran is no different from Raj except that she returns home only 48 hours after leaving it. But this seemingly perfect match is not to be - Raj has fallen in love with his younger sister's tuition teacher, Asha (Neha), and Simran sees her Mr. Right in Sameer (Rakesh) who is an upcoming artist.

Now, Asha and Sameer have this habit of meeting in airports and hugging, so we conclude there might be something of a long-time romance between them. It's not easy deciphering a movie's plot without the director's help. Anyway, to fill the time till you can go home, the rich kids Raj and Simran conspire to break the oh-so-boring relationship of the small-town couple Asha and Sameer, by courting them. They go to absurdly extreme lengths, including drunken seductions, expensive favors and dancing in tight clothes.

Not surprisingly, they succeed. Raj is now all set to marry the girl of his dreams, Asha. All this while, Asha (Neha) looks completely uninterested in Raj, the movie, life and everything else.

But realization dawns on Raj just a few hours before his wedding ceremony that Simran is the new Mona Lisa on the canvas of his dreams. Simran also undergoes a similar change of heart, and how the couples separate to come back to their appropriate partners forms the last 5 minutes of the movie.

If you are looking for something new in Koi Mere Dil Main Hai, what are you on and who is your dealer? Rakesh's performance starts off being lifeless, steps into wakefulness, and recedes to lifelessness again. Neha, on the other hand, grows into her character, going from merely dull to skull-cavingly boring.

Priyanshu must have signed KMDMH assuming it to be the logical next step from Tum Bin. The director has used much of Tum Bin's cast, not to mention its musical score. Diya Mirza's ear-to-ear grin and skin show is just not enough to sail the viewers across the movie - the director should have gotten Neha on the meat rack too. Then, given her non-existent screen presence, maybe not. Priyanshu is adequate in his performance, neither ascending nor descending any notches from his standard performance in Tum Bin.

Although KMDMH was not intended to be an art movie, it turned out that way. If you've ever wondered how highly a movie would suck if it featured only bad actors with sagging careers, here is your chance to find out.