
Sidharth Malhotra brings to the table an attractive loose-limbed vulnerability which he reveals slowly. And you want to tell them to give it a break, because we got it already. The slanging matches between the Kapoors escalate naturally, but then they are allowed to go on and on. The other problem is that in many places things get much too overwrought for far too long. Watch: Audience reaction to Kapoor and Sons Which is a pity because a film like this one, with a nice sense of place (the house has a lived-in feel the hill town used as home, not a series of picturesque spots) and more-than-competent performers, could have been that rare Bollywood thing : a grown-up drama featuring grown-ups. This turns the characters into stock, and the film into a constructed thing, and you know what’s coming much before it actually does. The result is a cook-out which pleases only in patches. And Tia ( Alia Bhatt) is yet another version of the manic pixie girl dealing with past tragedy. Sidharth’s Arjun is the ‘loser’ who is constantly having to prove himself. Fawad’s Rahul is the London-based ‘perfect’ older son, so often called ‘hot’ by pretty women that you know exactly what that portends. Rishi Kapoor, almost unrecognizable underneath all that make-up, is meant to be the jolly ol’ roguish gramps. Because they are all playing to a type, and we’ve seen so many of them so often in Hollywood flicks. Because much too soon you recognize them too well. You see these people stepping around each other, ducking and weaving, lying to each other, and you are thinking, hey now, great, here are finally, actually people you can recognize.Īnd then you stop. There’s tension between the older couple as well, which keeps spilling out all the time. Simmering resentments between the two young men, kept at bay all this time, come out. At first it is a huge relief that the Kapoors don’t go about slobbering over each other.
