At the end of Hum Tum aur Ghost, a character declares: kisi ne sahi kaha hai, love conquers all. Not quite. For one, love cannot conquer this muddled script, which veers between rom-com, drama and high emotion, in the most meandering way possible.
Loosely inspired by the 2008 Ricky Gervais movie Ghost Town, Hum Tum aur Ghost is about a flashy photographer Armaan, played by Arshad Warsi, who can see dead people.
We are never told why this is so but the dead show up in the unlikeliest places, including his photo-shoots.
Unlike The Sixth Sense however, these ghosts aren?t scary or vicious. They only want Armaan to help solve their problems.
Ghost Town wasn?t a great film but Gervais? superbly misanthropic character kept the plot buoyant. Sadly, Hum Tum aur Ghost has no such redeeming feature. Director Kabir Kaushik and Arshad, who has also co-written and produced the film, stretch the slim story to breaking point and add on so much maudlin drama that all fun and exuberance are simply flattened out.
To begin with, Hum Tum aur Ghost doesn?t get to the ghosts quick enough. The first half hour or so is spent in establishing Armaan?s love story with Gehna, played by Dia Mirza, who is the editor of Cosmopolitan magazine.
I?m not sure why Bollywood directors have these fantasies about high-fashion magazines ? you remember the swish offices in Dostana and Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna ? but very little of this portrayal is true. Gehna, always impeccably dressed, spends more time conducting her tempestuous romance in front of her staff than actually editing.
She supports her man even though his psychiatrist solemnly declares that he suffers from schizophrenia. She even accompanies Armaan to Goa in search of a ghosts? lost son after which the film moves from merely tiresome to totally ridiculous.
I have no issues with ridiculous if it is accompanied with wit and directorial flair but Kaushik, who earlier directed the gritty police drama Seher, seems to be lost here.
There is a desperate desire to create a trendy cocktail with London locations, hip clothes, cool-looking lofts and blonde models but there is nothing to hang it on.
Warsi who was so memorable in Ishqiya is posturing as a leading man. So no matter how distraught his character is, the fashionable scarf around his neck is always in place. Diya looks divine but she brings little heft to her poorly written character.
There are a few funny scenes here, especially when Boman Irani shows up as the troubled ghost Mr Kapoor, but these are too few and far between.
There is a lot of talent in this film including the reliable Sandhya Mridul and cinematographer Ashok Mehta but the clunky script gives them little opportunity to shine. I recommend that you rent Ghost Town instead.