Befikre opens with a series of kisses between individuals from various strolls of life and age in the city of Paris, with ‘Labon Ka Karobaar’ playing out of sight.
Sliced to, we see Dharam (Ranveer Singh), clad just in a short dark boxer brief, enjoying a terrible spat with his live-in sweetheart, Shyra (Vaani Kapoor). The last tempests out of the flat to move in back with her folks after Dharam winds up saying something hostile in an attack of outrage.
The film then continues flipping between the past and the present for a brief period to unfurl how everything started.
Dharam, a Punjabi munda from Delhi’s Karol Bagh moves to Paris to fill in as a high quality comic at his companion’s bar called ‘Delhi Belly’. Nonetheless, the kid chooses to have a fabulous time before work and grounds up at a gathering. While urgently attempting to get a young lady to run home with him for the night, he chances upon Shyra, an Indian young lady brought up in Paris who fills in as a vacationer manage. She gets stricken by his legitimate approach and challenges him to meet a test. He wins. The two drink, move and appreciate a wild cavort.
Be that as it may, gathering’s throughout the following morning. In a part of-inversion, Shyra advises Dharam that she isn’t quick to enter a relationship as she has quite recently been through a separation. Yet, hello, Dharam too is paying special mind to some ‘no-quid pro quos’ minutes.
Post a few “dares” and some “Befikre” moving, the two choose to Ne dis jamais je t’aime (never say I cherish you) and rather move in together. However, soon they understand that they are contrary.
The unpredictable significant others go separate ways on a terrible note just to meet once more. Expressions of remorse take after next and this time, the exes choose to end up companions. In any case, will the phantom of their past wait over their new relationship? Whatever is left of the film has a response to that.
Ranveer Singh is an aggregate sparkler and keeps you stuck to the screen! His silliness and beguiling ways abandon you amazed and you can’t help yourself from going “aww.” He spares the ship from sinking when the written work takes a rearward sitting arrangement. His character in the film is imperfect yet Ranveer relinquishes every one of his restraints with regards to depicting it on-screen and that is the thing that makes you go gaga for his Dharam,
Vaani Kapoor bumbles a bit with regards to coordinating up to her co-star’s vitality yet at the same time sets up a noteworthy demonstration.
Old wine in another jug. The written work of the film falls prey to this trap. While the main half is a pleasant, attractive ride with some crackling exchanges, the film takes an alternate turn post interim. The fun fails out and all you are left with is some not really wonderful taste.
Befikre acquires vigorously from many movies in light of advanced sentiment and even conveys some headache from YRF’s own flicks. (DDLJ, Band Baaja Baraat, to give some examples).
Is all the more dampening that Aditya Chopra neglects to give us a huge peak! The droll comic drama in the congregation scene just before the end looks wooden and constrained and you think about whether the chief was in a rush to simply wrap up the film. Less focuses for this wreckage, please!
Kaname Onoyama’s cinematography catches the free-energetic vitality of Parisian roads with panache.
Namrata Rao’s tight altering ensures that you don’t wriggle in your seats when there’s nothing left to investigate more with the feeble plot.
Decision: To place it in words, watching Befikre resembles bungee-hopping. It’s best appreciated just on the off chance that you get absorbed its merriment without stressing for a smooth (immaculate) landing!
Review by Adi