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It’s a boon to be born to a producer in Bollywood. Talent and looks (or the lack of both) notwithstanding, these kids – born with a silver spoon in their mouth and designer nappy on their bum – grow up to realize their vanities on the silver screen, while poor critics like us are left with the dirty job of sizing them up. Mind you, none takes delight in lambasting a newbie embarking on a desired career. Ideally, one would want to encourage the newcomers and inspire them to persevere despite a floundering start. But when the film they star in happens to be as painfully senseless as Kal Kissne Dekha is, there’s little option but to take the daggers out and do the proverbial slaughter.
So here we go…First things first. ‘Kal Kissne Dekha’ is not a film. It’s a showcasing of what the two newcomers, Jackky Bhagnani and Vaishali Desai , can do, no matter how shoddily. Repeatedly we are made to endure the scenes and songs that scream ‘look! Jackky can dance, saala’. Or he can pump iron. Or he can ride a mobike and ride it like a devil gone nuts. Look! Jackky can do stunts and beat a bunch of baddies to save his ladylove. Or look how ‘gorgeous’ Vaishali is! Or how she carries mini skirts. Through this whole vanity parade, the writer and director Vivek Sharma, who I suspect must have been under some duress from producer Vashu Bhagnani (yup! the father of the hero), tries to stitch a story that makes no more sense than this review read backwards. Nihal (Jackky) comes from Chandigarh to study in Mumbai, but we see him dancing and romancing most of the time in college than riffle through books in library, thanks to Misha (Vaishali), a snooty and pampered rich girl who catches his imagination. Nihal, who is gifted with a quality of peeking into the future, saves Misha from a bomb blast and thereby becomes her hero and also the hero of the nation. But there’s someone close to Nihal who begins to use his gift for a diabolic purpose. And as the story unfolds we are introduced to characters who want to unleash terror in Mumbai for no explained reason, and a bunch of robbers led by a don named Kalicharan ( Ritesh Deshmukh …is he in right senses?), and a villain ( Rahul Dev ) who kidnaps the heroine and then scratches his head and asks: “Iske saath kya karen?”About the two newcomers, Jackky and Vaishali (Manmohan Desai’s grandniece) the lesser said the better. They can only get better from where they are in their debut film, provided someone is gutsy enough to sign them after watching ‘Kal Kissne Dekha’. Rishi Kapoor , as a physics professor with shady personality, is an embarrassment to watch. He probably did this film more out of goodwill than a genuine liking for his role. Archana Puran Singh , as the hero’s Punjabi mother, brings a few smiles in this apology of a film that’s strongly recommended to the sleep-deprived folks at Insomniacs Anonymous
