This Hindi movie is a pretty straightforward slice-of-life story that tries to give a modern look at what it's like to be a single, professional gay man. It dives into how he understands who he is, the chances he missed out on, and the personal choices he’s made along the way. The director used three parallel timelines to tell the story, which honestly didn't make much sense to me. While the core idea was actually pretty interesting, I really feel like this would have worked way better as a short film considering the point it was trying to make. Still, it wasn't a bad watch. The plot centers on Rachit, a city professional, and his friend Shikhar as they hang out for an evening. Rachit is a polished, urban guy, while Shikhar has more of a "small-town" rustic vibe, and you can really see the contrast between them when they talk. As the night goes on, Rachit starts thinking back to some old memories from a long time ago. He remembers being an intern after college in ...
Ugh, my obsession with these vertical dramas just never ends. I honestly love to hate on these micro-shows, but secretly I can’t stop watching them because they just keep getting pumped out. They almost always follow the exact same formula I’ve complained about before: you’ve got a mafia boss, a "straight" guy who won't stop insisting he isn't gay, a villainous woman, a few shootouts, and a happy ending where everything is magically fixed. This one doesn't break the mold at all.
The story kicks off with a mafia boss named Sable getting shot while he's on the run. He gets patched up by a doctor named Daymond, who notices a specific ring on Sable’s finger and suspects this is the man who murdered his father during a cartel bust. It turns out Sable runs a gambling casino, and Daymond’s younger brother has racked up a massive debt there. Sable offers to wipe the slate clean if Daymond agrees to be his live-in personal doctor. It’s pretty obvious that Sable is totally smitten, while Daymond keeps playing the "I'm not into guys" card. Daymond decides to stick around just to dig up the truth about his dad. Meanwhile, another rival family is trying to worm their way into the casino business by pushing a marriage between their daughter and Sable, which he’s definitely not down for. After a bunch of shootings and drama caused by the "evil female" character who only cares about money, things start to unravel. It turns out the rival family was actually behind the father's death, not Sable. Naturally, the doctor starts falling for the boss, and they go from a tense power struggle to being totally in love.
If you’re going to watch this, you’ve got to leave your logic at the door. These micro-dramas are strictly for guilty pleasure and eye candy, mostly featuring hot guys with their shirts off. Usually, these shows pair a "macho" guy with a "twink," but for a change, both leads here look like alpha males. Their enemies-to-lovers vibe is kind of interesting, though there’s really no logical reason why the doctor would just suddenly flip his sexuality and fall for the guy. It’s the same old stuff being offered over and over. I honestly think we're getting an overflow of these dramas—if they only put out one a month, maybe the novelty would stick, but right now it just feels repetitive. Also, can we please move on from the whole mafia trope? I don't get the obsession with gangs and gay romance. There are so many other jobs or settings they could use for a love story, but I guess I’ll be waiting a long time for that change. Until then, I suppose I’ll just enjoy the hot leads.
It’s a totally illogical but visually fine mess that relies on every tired mafia cliché in the book to tell a romance that makes very little sense. (3/10)
Comments