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Movie review : Dear Zindagi

Title :  Dear Zindagi
Language : Hindi
Year : 2016
Director : Gauri Shinde
Genre : Drama, Romance
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Lead Role : Alia Bhatt, Shah Rukh Khan, Kunal Kapoor, Ali Zafar, Yashaswini Dayama, Ira Dubey


It is all about loving one's life. It is about two roads diverging in a yellow wood and taking the one commonly traveled by, because it is probably the more easier path. Kaira is the soul of the movie. She is young. She is independent. She is a talented cinematographer. And she is hot. We assume her life is picture perfect but obviously it is not. She is going through depression. She doesn't seem to know how to handle her love life. We see the reasons as the plot progresses through the sessions between Kaira and her "dimag ka doctor" Jahangir Khan. These sessions take the story forward.


The entire premise is simple, not trying to be preachy or bigly philosophical. Sometimes it shifts into a rom-com with no melodrama. Overall, the director of English Vinglish is back with another happy watch. Alia owns the role. The young actor is impeccable in character roles. Anyone who has watched Highway or Udta Punjab can vouch for that fact. The role of the mentor was a piece of cake for SRK. Music by Amit Trivedi is pleasurable, so in the visuals of the picturesque Goa.

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