London Paris New York is a film that captures the angst of the twenties, the most dramatic period of one`s life - when you have to find a career; you have your first significant relationship and most importantly form your identity in this world.
This is story about Lalitha, a middle class south Indian girl from Chembur (an eastern suburb in mumbai) who is on her way to New York to study politics with full scholarship, and Nikhil, a punjabi, rich kid from Bandra (a posh western suburb of Mumbai - read new money) who is going to study Film Making in London on 100% dad`s money. They decide to hangout together one evening in London and find that they are completely drawn to each other even as their future lies on separate continents.
The three bridges on the three rivers - Thames, Seine and Hudson witness the three states of love.
If only Siddharth Anand`s Anjaana Anjaani was funnier, warmer, more kindered in spirit and less burdened by the responsibility of making the pair look at home on foreign shores, it could have conveyed the pleasure quotient of London Paris New York (LPN).
Indeed debutante writer-director Anu Menon imparts a talcum-freshness into a tale that has only two principal characters - He and She. And what happened to mama, papa, chacha, chachi?
Luckily, for Anu Menon the lines that she puts into the mouths of her lead pair simply melt in their mouths. The dialogues that could make or fake a romantic-comedy, seem to work mainly because the actors promptly absorb the words and make them their home.
Unlike other singers-turned-actors, Ali Zafar doesn`t sound like a singer when he talks. He is, in fact, a big bonus in this kabhi-sassy-kabhi-glum take on that thing called love. Ali gives just that bit of extra push to the less perky scenes. His ebullience and involvement with the romantic aspect of the script seems sensible, cautious but not over-studied.
Aditi Rao Hydari was star material from the time she stood behind Sonam Kapoor in Delhi 6. Come forward, girl, take a bow as we say a collective wow. Here she comes into her own. This time she has no torrid smooching scenes, no tumultuous moment to show what a bitch that thing called love can be. She manages to convey a cool coquettishness which is never stagey or annoying.
Quite a pair, this. Having got them in place Menon glides gently if a little languorously through the three cities mentioned in the title creating an arching kinship between her co-stars who look more like pals than lovers.
Nikhil (Ali) and Lalita (Aditi) don`t seem like the kind of couple that would spend too much time in bed once they`re married. And that suits the audiences fine.
God knows we`ve seen enough couples trying to sleep if not sleepwalk through romantic-comedies. LPN takes the guarded, serene, low-speed lane in the highway of love. The three cities emerge as the true heroes of the plot, thanks in no small measure to veteran cinematographer Sameer Arya who lenses the three cities with the love of someone who`s been there and done it all, and not on a tourist visa.
The film`s biggest advantage is its casual non-ostentatious calm and easygoing mood. Don`t look for specially-written scenes to spotlight the couple`s journey into the three phases of their life as they seek to find answers to the conundrum of the heart.
Not too many secrets on the emotion called love are unveiled in this comme ci comme ca romantic-comedy. But the going is never amateurish. Most importantly London Paris New York gives us two new dependable engaging stars.
More than another romantic-comedy, we need those. Desperately.