Student Review of Year 2: Less Ordinary Campus

Watch movies like Second-year student should be accompanied by a statutory warning: it is extremely detrimental to the health of critical older people like yours. The film does not only make you deeply aware that you have a foot in the grave, it builds this larger existential crisis – how, like mom's dad, the chacha chacha, the director, the teachers and the coaches to The screen you see is almost redundant in the broader scheme of post-millenials. Apart from young friends and colleagues, no one else is important in the film; everyone over 20 years is pushed to the periphery – either a presence as an accessory (coach Manoj Pahwa) or a convenient stereotype (the main Sameer Soni).

But no new adolescent comedian has ever done this for the previous generation? Did not this happen two decades ago when Kuch Kuch Hota Hai turned an imaginary and ambitious college into a legitimate place and campus capers were a winning formula? Stu of the Year

A formula that Mia (Tara Sutaria) wants to grow and evolve, but as an experienced spectator, you know that the more things change, the more they remain the same. "We are young and we are crazy" could be added in the remix of Ye jawani hai deewani but it's still the old clbadic that makes them turn.

Despite the freshness and freshness of young faces in the center , a feeling of leanness weighs on SOTY2 . The same old fairytale castle for the college building (though it is located in Dehradun / Mussorie), the same old triangle: Archie with Betty and Veronica fighting over her attention. In this case, there is Rohan (Tiger Shroff) with Mia (Tara Sutaria) and Shreya (Ananya Pandey) as company. The same candyfloss life exists, from branded clothes with newer and more sophisticated labels and ubiquitous cheerleaders, whether or not we play a crucial game.

College life is to have fun with a gang of friends, to have a romantic interest. and the rivalry with another gang. Students play, dance, visit nightclubs but, in the ancestral tradition of great Hindi films, they never study; all they learn, is to distinguish between love and friendship.

To be fair SOTY2 tries to be a little different by adding a little Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar to K2H2. Poor "Pishorilal ka fukra" is opposed to "Saint Theresa guy" in the kabaddi game, much in the same way Model had a clash with Rajput in a JJWS cycling race. But, caught between two cult films, SOTY2 is not able to acquire a personality of its own.

Sutaria has the seat, despite all the plastic packaging; Pandey, who is irritated at first, manages to make nice notes. But the film clearly tries to draw and make the most of Tiger's attraction to the Generation Z: he dances, shows his muscles, runs the races, plays kabaddi and fights the disgusting college kids. All this, while looking strangely tired and disinterested.

And if it is modern, can the traditional stay far behind? In the name of being ambitious, a girl like Mia is made to look stupid and light. "I want to make my own life that of being someone else's," she says and you know that in the modern conservatism of the film world, she will regret it later. Finally, the only question in millions of rupees left by the film remains: will kabaddi become cool now?