Jia Aur Jia Movie Review: Richa Chadha’s Film, Kalki Koechlin Does Not Just Light Up the Monitor


The outcome is anything but joyful. The movie is about two girls, two opposites that are temperamental, searching for common ground in the span of a getaway. The set of actresses on screen – their names have been made by both in the independent theater of Mumbai – are not box-office powerhouses.

Jia Aur Jia is not standard fare. It is substandard. It’s worse than a damp squib with a redeeming feature to liven this up. It’s a shot. It’s dull, inane and tawdry. Never has a movie with a runtime of just 92 minutes weighed heavy. They are not left alone. Logic is delivered on vacation. Plus it limps with their side without directing their activities and undermining their path.

Here’s a sample: they’re flying to Sweden however, the aircraft they plank is a short-haul one. It becomes a plane, an Airbus A380, when it lands. Exactness is not exactly what this movie is considering. In its endeavor to offer you a take that is increased on bonding at the face of challenges that are grave, it gets off the floor.

There is more. Since the 2 Jias take their chairs near each other, among these, a sensible prankster, summons a cabin crew member (the manager himself looks on the display in blood and flesh ) and asks the latter to allow it be understood that a fortune teller can be found on board for a totally free consultation. So as to acquire a passenger at the front part of the airplane to move into the 35, she needs a business class seat for himself and moves off her tour company.

This arrangement sets the platform for several of the bunk that follows. Jia Aur Jia goes forth and back without actually hitting the proper notes. The invocation of the soul of this peppy Jiya ho jiya kuch bol perform, which forms the backbone of the background score to start with then is sung in the shape of a dreadful remix in a church marriage, may do little to salvage the movie.

Jia Aur Jia is a tragedy from the outset since it knows not where it’s headed. The movie, A blunder lurches across nondescript places and pushes Richa and Kalki to situations where they bicker and banter like two schoolgirls. They push around in a trailer looking for excitement and ogle smoke and drink in the guys. They get not one. Neither does the viewers. Another, a scion having a story that is back, is gloomy and morose. Both are infuriating, although they have nothing in common. One keeps yakking without reason or rhyme; another pops and sulks. This is a movie where the droll in the boring, and the line separating the humorous in the funereal, is so sparse as to be invisible.

Spouting cheesy lines and captured in corny scenarios, the direct duo appears ill at ease – together with the world around them no matter how hard they try to create sense of the mangled mess of a film. Did the 2 actors acquiesce to participate in such a exercise? Jia Aur Jia does not work as a advertisement for Sweden. The transfer may be described as baffling if the bait of a vacation was what attracted Kalki and Richa to this bargain.

Stockholm, Kullaberg and Ystad are one of the areas which are mentioned and likely also shown. However, there isn’t any way of being convinced – Jia or even Jia is a blur of senses that nothing registers. So far as street movies go, this really is a pauper’s variant of Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. Among the Jias has an liver. But where, pray, are the mind and the spirit which could drive this movie?

In Sweden, both encounter an Indian lad, Vasu Bergman (newcomer Arslan Goni) – Ingmar has to be turning his tomb – and move on a crazy romp on a shore with him. The other looks for a means, while it lives up.

“We’re getting a lifetime, infant,” the chirpy one exults since the duo begins their sojourn. Much later in the movie, the crabby one gets her back with”she has to live” Is the viewer moved to tears? Never has a movie about death and life been always and so excruciating comatose. Out of her depth is Richa Chadha, who’s previously delivered performances that are respectable. In Jia Aur Jia, she is unconvincing; she is awful.

Kalki Koechlin fares somewhat better, but using all the screenplay providing no assistance whatsoever she, also, is left clutching at straws.


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