A tiresome tale of a pair of barely-out-of-their-teens lovers who elope before they are ready for the resultant ordeal, Lekar Hum Deewana Dil is a runaway mess.
The film takes ages to get to the point, and when it does it leaves you wondering what the whole point of the exercise really is.
Lekar Hum Deewana Dil, part road movie, part rites of passage drama, is an intrinsically lightweight love story that might have worked as an out-and-out fairy tale.
But in trying to underscore the difference between fairy tale and reality, it ties itself up in knots.
Debutant director Arif Ali tries overly hard to prove that his film isn?t as flimsy as it seems. Lekar Hum Deewana Dil sinks under the weight of its tortuous pretentions.
The first half a dozen or so scenes are a complete blur. They whiz by without much logic or cohesion, flitting from the home of the girl to that of the boy, and from scenes of juvenile exuberance to moments of musical mayhem on a college campus.
If the idea behind the early convolutions is to reflect the confusion in the minds of the two young protagonists, the strategy simply does not serve its purpose.
Dinesh Nigam (Armaan Jain) and Karishma Shetty (Deeksha Seth) are South Bombay college mates who have no inkling that they might be in love with each other.
Realization dawns on them only when, after downing several half pints of beer at a bar, they playact and ?Dino? proposes to ?K? and invites everybody within earshot to their wedding.
Sure enough, the path to bliss is strewn with thorns. The couple runs into fierce opposition from their respective families and decides to flee to Goa, a rescued puppy in tow.
On the run, they get married but the girl, all coy and proper, makes it a point not to consummate the union.
So the young lovers do everything that young lovers do in run-of-the-mill Hindi films but they do not jump into bed.
Not that the boy does not try. He makes many cheesy attempts to lure the girl. The latter describes the boy?s desperation as a ?massive turnoff? and sticks to her guns.
Making their way around the country to evade the cops on their trail, they end up in Maoist-infested Dantewada.
What is a Maovadi, Dino asks incredulously, not even getting the pronunciation of the word right. That is how ignorant the lovers are of the realities of the land.
So, in one half of Lekar Hum Deewana Dil, the twosome is on a voyage of discovery.
Their chaotic journey culminates bizarrely in a raunchy item number performed by a belly dancer in the middle of a Bastar forest at the behest of a Naxalite leader.
Matters come to head when the lovers realize that life and love aren?t all song and dance. Reality intervenes and their impulsively made plans are abruptly thwarted.
A suitably chastened Dino returns home in a huff and declares that he has turned a new leaf.
The second half is an endless yawn as the parents of the lovers consult counselors and lawyers and approach the family court for an annulment of the marriage.
On their part, Dino and K blow hot and cold until all the air in the film is sucked dry. Their whining and pining goes on till well after the drama has run out of steam.
Most of the interest in the film centres on Armaan Jain, Raj Kapoor?s grandson, although he isn?t the only first-timer on test in Lekar Hum Deewana Dil.
The film is also Deeksha Seth?s first foray into Bollywood.
The young leads are unable to whip up the kind of intensity that a contemporary urban love story of this nature needs in order to click.
Physical enthusiasm, of which there is no dearth in the performances of Armaan and Deeksha, can only serve as thin disguise for the lack of true emotional force.
At various points in Lekar Hum Deewana Dil, the word ?blunder? is uttered. Quite apt!
And in the run-up to the climax, which predictably unfolds at a big fat wedding ceremony, the harried heroine says that she cannot handle the pain anymore. Neither can the audience.
Well before the film draws to a close, you begin to wish it was shorter.
Lekar Hum Deewana Dil is much ado about nothing and painfully pointless.