Jannat

Emraan Hashmi8217;s patent look 8212; bad boy stubble, floppy mop, and dark jackets 8212; remains the same even as his films change. In Jannat too, these are happily to the fore as he forays from slummy Mumbai chawls to swish South African chalets, in search of love and money.

This being the IPL season, the timing of the release looks like a smart move on the part of the producers. But because this is a Mahesh-Mukesh Bhatt combine, you also know, pretty much, the entire score: a no-frills plot with two or three faintly sufi-type songs, a leading lady learning on the job, and a lip-suck moment.

Arjun Emraan wants to make lots of lovely lolly, and will do anything to that end, even break the trust of his girl-friend Sonal. He discovers that he has a 8216;sixth sense8217; when it comes to satta and cricket, and he in turn is discovered by a Big Bhai Jawed Sheikh, who turns his talents from 8216;betting8217; to 8216;setting8217;.

Some startlingly squalid sequences give us glimpses into the ways of greedy players. Is this how matches are 8216;fixed8217;? A particularly obnoxious character is neatly bracketed between two near-naked pole dancers, to leave the scriptwriter free to come up with sordid gags on fine legs, and deep gullies. And jobless cricketers who laugh, for a consideration, on 8216;laughter challenge shows8217;, or hire their opinions on talk shows. We all know who these are, of course But the real shocker is this completely tasteless line, which Hashmi mouths with great relish : 8220;cricketers aur prostitutes mein koi farak nahin, jawani khatam toh kahani khatam8221;. Is the cricket board, and the players, listening?

8216;Jannat8217; has been engineered for the scruffy charms of its leading man, and the rows of youngsters on Friday8217;s first show didn8217;t seem to want more. Right in the beginning, Hashmi punches through the glass case of a jewellery store, because his lady love, whose long shiny locks make her look as if she8217;d be right at home in a shampoo advert, is gazing longingly at a diamond ring: in the next scene, he8217;s walking about without a scratch on that fist. That8217;s the kind of film this is.

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