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Review of Laptop Film: The Kashmir in Notebook, is for the most part as virgin and as beautiful as it has ever been summer. Distribution of the film for a laptop: Zaheer Iqbal, Pranutan Bahl
Film director: Nitin Kakkar
Note of the movie: A star and a half
Suddenly, Kashmir seems to be the taste of Bollywood day for young romances. Or should we say, it's a return: Kashmir was the favorite place for heroes to glide on the snowy slopes and heroines to pretend to be beautiful and cozy in their thin muslins, while they slipped by their side. For many years, the beautiful valleys and slopes had disappeared from our screens. Now they are back. A few months ago, there was Laila Majnu. Now, Notebook, in which two beginners, Zaheer Iqbal and Pranutan Bahl, are seeking their true love.
Kashmir in Notebook is essentially as virgin and as beautiful as it has ever been. The militants, the insurgency and the controversial presence of the armed forces are reduced to a minimum, and are visible only superficially and purified: the rest of this activity is centered on Kabir (Iqbal) and Firdaus (Bahl) and their relations, which develop in a notebook, in which Hindi is written in English
There are other things inexplicable. A floating school in the middle of nowhere exists for nothing better than having two hearts inflamed: seven adorable kids come and go, learning the numbers and the alphabet of people who look like they do not never have been teachers of their lives.
Cute, you know, up to a point, but you can not make beautiful movies for a whole movie. The insistence on the agitation of a father who refuses to let his child go to school is never fully explained. It seems that the situation only exists for a character who can say (about young people who are kept out of the education system by their misguided elders): "train kar galat raaste pe jaate dekha hai". 19659008] Love, buffer against militancy? What a good idea. But not in this airy and inefficient fairy proposed by Notebook: beginner performances, with Iqbal just being a little better than Bahl (with an enviable lineage of performer ranging from Shobhana Samarth to Nutan to Mohnish) are as two-dimensional as the plot.
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