I'm not Indian, but I like old Bollywood films, and sometimes I make the mistake of watching modern ones. Of course I'm missing subtleties, as I'm relying on subtitles, but I see from other reviews that I'm not the only one who found Tanu thoroughly unpleasant and the romance beyond unbelievable.
There seems to be a sort of role reversal going on, where the girl is the one sowing her wild oats. But just in time for her to settle down and be tamed by marriage (the traditional scenario for the red-blooded male), a decent, virginal guy, with a prestigious job in London, appears and is inexplicably smitten by her.
He's a poor judge of character all round, as he becomes pally with her current squeeze, although the script is signalling to the audience very clearly that the guy is a bad lot.
I can only imagine that the success of the film means that it has somehow caught the zeitgeist in middle-class India. There is some demographic rooting for Tanu as an ideal modern woman.
There seems to be a sort of role reversal going on, where the girl is the one sowing her wild oats. But just in time for her to settle down and be tamed by marriage (the traditional scenario for the red-blooded male), a decent, virginal guy, with a prestigious job in London, appears and is inexplicably smitten by her.
He's a poor judge of character all round, as he becomes pally with her current squeeze, although the script is signalling to the audience very clearly that the guy is a bad lot.
I can only imagine that the success of the film means that it has somehow caught the zeitgeist in middle-class India. There is some demographic rooting for Tanu as an ideal modern woman.