A narrow-minded, prejudiced and rather racist understanding of culture and love, this film makes every attempt at insulting Britons and young, westernised NRIs, whilst thinly disguised as modern and forward-thinking. It attacks Britishers in order to glorify India, traditional values and most of all, Akshay Kumar as a stellar love interest.
The main love story between Jazz and Arjun can be described troublesome at best, and it is very disturbing to think that Indians all over the world are romanticising this relationship. Never mind that he decided he was in love with her without knowing her or even speaking to her, any foreign woman who has ever been to India and been stared at pointedly by a full grown man would not find the characters' first meeting endearing, but rather, downright terrifying. Not to mention ever the second time they meet, when a drunk Arjun presses Jazz against the wall of her own guest bedroom terrace, and forces his hand over her mouth as he speaks. Perfectly innocent apparently, nothing predatory there at all. Oh and when asked if he was happy to marry her, he jests that if they didn't wed, he'd kidnap her instead. But no, this isn't borderline stalkerish at all: it is wildly romantic, apparently.
There is a moment of course, back in London, where we feel badly for him, when it turns out that Jazz had tricked him in order to save herself. But, sorry to say, it is quickly dispelled when Arjun pointedly ignores her wishes and chooses to trail her all around London, including on bridges and trains, in case she should break her heel or forget her train pass, hoping that she will fall in love with him. And how convenient it is, that her fiancé, Charlie Brown is such a player, how perfectly contrived it is that there is no such thing as a good, handsome, successful British man that she could ever be happy with.
Ridiculous, I'm sorry to say.
The main love story between Jazz and Arjun can be described troublesome at best, and it is very disturbing to think that Indians all over the world are romanticising this relationship. Never mind that he decided he was in love with her without knowing her or even speaking to her, any foreign woman who has ever been to India and been stared at pointedly by a full grown man would not find the characters' first meeting endearing, but rather, downright terrifying. Not to mention ever the second time they meet, when a drunk Arjun presses Jazz against the wall of her own guest bedroom terrace, and forces his hand over her mouth as he speaks. Perfectly innocent apparently, nothing predatory there at all. Oh and when asked if he was happy to marry her, he jests that if they didn't wed, he'd kidnap her instead. But no, this isn't borderline stalkerish at all: it is wildly romantic, apparently.
There is a moment of course, back in London, where we feel badly for him, when it turns out that Jazz had tricked him in order to save herself. But, sorry to say, it is quickly dispelled when Arjun pointedly ignores her wishes and chooses to trail her all around London, including on bridges and trains, in case she should break her heel or forget her train pass, hoping that she will fall in love with him. And how convenient it is, that her fiancé, Charlie Brown is such a player, how perfectly contrived it is that there is no such thing as a good, handsome, successful British man that she could ever be happy with.
Ridiculous, I'm sorry to say.