Joginder Tuteja of Bollywood Hungama said, Jhoom Barabar Jhoom is an album that has chartbuster written on it in bold letters. There are some albums that take time to register with music lovers. There are some that require the strong word of mouth to carry them forward. There are some which are destined to be popular in the very first listening. Jhoom Barabar Jhoom of course belongs to the last category. Sukanya Verma of Rediff described the album as high on melody, entertainment and attitude. Gianysh Toolsee of Planet Bollywood in his review, stated, "S-E-L successfully manage to hit the bull's eye with their proper use of zingy sounds, effective arrangements, lively tunes, rhythmic variations and groovy beats." "S-E-L, the most prolific composers of last year maintains their golden streak of success with Jhoom Barabar Jhoom", said the GlamSham review. Sanjay Ram of Businessofcinema.com stated that the album is positively a must-buy.
And the star-kids are put in their place: Abhishek gets to grin about Ash-ji and Amit-ji's statues at Tussauds' and wear a bright red Coolie shirt; Bobby comes on screen with Main Jat yamla pagla deewana playing. And both dutifully ride a motorcycle and sidecar with the Sholay song playing. When, oh when, are we going to let go of these coat-tails?
Don't Miss: Jhoom Barabar Jhoom: The Alternate ReviewEven so, it's not really Broadway material. Sure, flamboyance is the flavour of its grand atmosphere but not the acting, which is thankfully spontaneous. The plot has enough farce going for it to tolerate any more drama. It all begins at London's [Images] Waterloo Station. Amitabh Bachchan [Images], in a rainbow-hued patchwork jacket, bling, kohl, hat and guitar, gyrates with a bunch of videshi extras, breathing cupid in the air while musing about the pros and cons of love. The look, even if tacky, doesn't seem so bad when you watch the man enjoying his trademark groove. But that's all he does here: Jhoom. In between, we are intoduced to Rikki Thakral (Abhishek Bachchan [Images]), a happy-go-lucky, cleavage-peeking, Bhatinda-speaking scamster and Alvira Khan (Preity Zinta [Images]), a wannabe Elizabeth Hurley [Images] of Lahorean origin who won't deter from showing an occasional finger. They have only two things in common -- a delayed train and a food court table. Both are here to pick up their respective someones; only we don't know who they are (Not till the interval, anyway). The ice between the two is broken so unconvincingly, prompting you to borrow Rikki's catchphrase, 'Oh blimey!'. Before you can shoot a h-e-l-l-o, the duo starts yapping like old classmates scrapping on Orkut. Soon enough, the topic veers to their respective fiance's and how they hooked up.Rikki bumped into the wow-some hottie with an accent, Anaida Raza (Lara Dutta [Images]) at Hotel Ritz, Paris. He was low on cash, she on relationship . A hip-hop session around the Louvre and Eiffel Tower [Images] ensues in je t'aimes and French kisses. While Alvira's tale of romance is narrated using piece-to-camera cinematography (a technique employed in a lot of French comedies) wherein she instantly falls head over heels for the the super wealthy and super dynamic lawyer, Steve Singh (Bobby Deol [Images]) who rescues her from Superman, no less! During this gab fest, we are forced to believe, that Rikki and Alvira have developed some sort of serendipitous connection. Her dares her to run upwards on a descending escalator. She bullies him into getting a butterfly tattooed on his chest. No thanks, the Emperor's New Clothes gimmick doesn't really work with the audience. Abhishek and Preity share too much of a 'buddy' chemistry to pass off as Heer-Ranjha. Speaking of which, what was that whole dream sequence build around Taj Mahal and Humayun's Tomb with two spewing Salim-Anarkalisms and parading in Mere Mehboob inspired costumes? In contrast, Bobby and Lara are consistently wacky. They get to play two diametrically different characters each, pre and post interval, to which they do complete justice. Bobby is positively hilarious as the nail-chewing Mamma's boy darting non-stop 'I hate yous' at his Soldier co-star, Preity. He shares a wonderful Sholay moment with Abhishek in a lookalike of the historic film's legendary scooter. Jai and Veeru must be really proud. Lara oozes oomph and spice, especially when she is required to hurl abuses at Preity. The latter reciprocates in kind with the same nasty fervour. Preity's comic timing is bang on. She gets away with a lot of teasing one-liners with her inherent class and cheek. Finally, there is Abhishek Bachchan. Don't go by the outlandish clothes he wears or the Punjabi-thick lingo he speaks. The man is a rockstar of this faulty enterprise. He gets into the skin of Rikki Thakral so seamlessly, it is hard to remember it's him. It's Rikki -- his roguish demeanour and classic repartee, especially the bits directed at Alvira's home country -- all the way. If only Shaad Ali had written a story befitting such brilliantly insane protagonists. His priority rather is on staging a spectacularly choreographed show, which is abundantly aided by Yashraj's extravagant budget, Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy's electrifying notes, Vaibhavi Merchant's charged steps and Ayanaka Bose's spiffy camera angles. If only Jhoom Barabar Jhoom was more than a lavishly produced concert. Rediff Rating:
"The promos are generating huge interest and the audiences will surely go to the theatres to watch the film - more so because a huge chunk of them loves watching masala movies. This is a Yash Raj Films' product - they excel in making time-pass masala movies, so this film should surely have great box office prospects. Also, people love watching Amitabh with his son Abhishek together," said Shree. 2b1af7f3a8