Mere Mehboob (My Beloved) doesn’t get off to a good start, beginning with a ponderous title song I thought would never end.
Starting out with what looked like it would be a slow, predictable love story, I wondered how it could be sustained over three and a bit hours most Bollywood film run to. Thankfully the film quickly picked up, adding elements of family strife, heartache and villainous ambition to the mix.
It also culminated with rather a ‘Thomas Hardy’ section, where multiple plot twists are swiftly tied in the space of the last couple of pages after the story has spent rest of the book meandering along. Continue reading