Sushmita Sen rocks. No two ways about it. Give her a role and watch her go — she is some show.
In Zindaggi Rocks director Tanuja Chandra gives Sush a rockstar’s role. She also gives her Alanis Morissette’s image and Shakira’s sheer top (you have already read all those costume design filching reports, but that is another story). And Chandra gives Sush a talented co-star by way of Shiney Ahuja.
Unfortunately, Chandra forgot to give Sush a solid script. As a bad feature, Zindaggi Rocks takes off where Chandra left off with her last three apologetic attempts — Yeh Zindagi Ka Safar, Sur and Filmstar (the last mentioned, incidentally, never released).
|Sushmita Sen in a still from Zindaggi Rocks.|
To be fair, the crux of
makes for vintage Bollywood masala, all tried and tested: a mother sacrificing her life for her ailing child. Sadly, not all saleable ideas form saleable films.
Sush is Kria, pop star and single mother. One day, gash in her arm, Kria meets Dr Suraj Ri haan (Shiney Ahuja) at a hospital. Kria’s extrovert ways charm the shy doctor and he agrees to go on a date with her.
Opposites attract, and the jolly pop star falls in love with the solemn doctor. Only, there is a sad secret about Suraj’s personal life that, by the way, only helps heighten the duo’s romance. In a film that does not narrate much of a story, Chandra tries to pep up the drama with a sudden ‘twist’ around the interval — Kria’s adopted son has a hole in his heart and needs a donor.
You can guess rightly how it all is going to end much before it actually does, provided you have patiently stayed awake all the while. Sushmita and Shiney try their best to salvage the show. If they fail, it is because they are part of a bad film.
Not much can be said of the remaining cast. Moushmi Chatterjee has a double role — as Kria’s mother and mausi. The double role is supposed to add to some comedy in the film. It makes you sad, and wonder why Moushmi decided to come back on the big screen.
And what is more irritating than two Moushmis? One Kim Sharma in a cameo that goes on and on — that’s what. Seriously, when will you realise you are in the wrong profession, Kim?