Movie Name : 2050 (2018) Hindi
STORY :
Priyanka Chopra makes a guarantee to sweetheart Harman Baweja in India's first out and out science fiction film. She vows to give him a thandi-thandi kiss subsequent to devouring some strawberry frozen yogurt. All things considered, the kiss never occurs - the frozen yogurt's knock out of her hands - and all that we are left with is a thandi-thandi film.
REVIEW :
Priyanka Chopra makes an assurance to darling Harman Baweja in India's initially without a doubt sci-fi film. She promises to give him a thandi-thandi kiss ensuing to eating up some strawberry frozen yogurt. In light of everything, the kiss never happens - the frozen yogurt's take out of her hands - and all that we are left with is a thandi-thandi film.
There is no enthusiasm, no activity, no jaadu in this super planned modern romantic tale. Indeed, even the enhancements are a greater amount of the image postcard assortment - vignettes from the future, where the Mumbai horizon is spotted with pink and purple highrises, flying vehicles, sky transports, shell houses and the science fiction zoological garden contains a pink teddy bear, a female robot, a Harman-resemble the other the same detestable android and a helpless cousin of Darth Vader (was that Gulshan Grover behind the iron veil?). Obviously, there's the antiquated oval time machine, chauffeured by a buffoonish Boman Irani with a messy hair day, as he press fastens our legend to Mumbai 2050.
What's more, express gratitude toward God for that! For the main thing that works for the film is the ogle factor. Interest in the cutting edge vision makes for a couple of convincing minutes, post-span. Exceptionally since the main half is a messy story of two sweethearts who swear everlasting affection that is suddenly stopped by a trite mishap. Frantic sweetheart kid follows his dear withdrew into the following janam where she's a red-haired diva, with a horrendous dress sense, engaging the world from the Mumbai skies. Obviously she's failed to remember him, yet he's brought her old janam's journal along. So that, everything necessary is a couple of flips of the canine eared pages to revive the thanda-thanda fire.
Harman might have hoarded the features for his Hrithik-like dance moves and likeness. Incidentally, he doesn't appear to have a Hrithik-like dream debut (Kaho Naa Pyar Hai). The entertainer really battles in the little passionate pieces, while Priyanka Chopra doesn't show anything of her trademark on-screen verve. At last, it's the zero storyline that neutralizes this science fiction film.