Ek Paheli Leela review: the true paheli is some thing else, not Leela

A random guest at a get together telling a girl, "Yeh gori baahon ki tarah badan bhi gora hi hoga na tera?" And not stopping at that... Touching her palms with out bothering to ask her. Below normal instances, what would the lady's response be? Shock, anger, a good slap across the person's face? No. In Ek Paheli Leela, Meera (Sunny Leone) tells the guest, Vikram (Jas Arora), "Baahein aur badan gora ho ya kaala, dil gora hona chahiye."


Cast: Sunny Leone, Mohit Ahlawat, Jai Bhanushali, Rajneesh Duggal, Jas Arora, Andy, Rahul Dev
direction: Bobby Khan
rankings: 4



that's just one among the pearls of wisdom Bobby Khan's Ek Paheli Leela has to offer to the viewer. A plot stuffed with holes the scale of craters, appearing so unhealthy it makes one weep in disbelief, so many songs that after a while, your reflex is to drive-shut your ears...Which is relatively problematic to gain with the speakers within the theatre screaming into your ears.

The story opens with a remixed variation of Sonu Nigam's 90s hit Deewana Tera, which, save the tiny feeling of unease (hearing a 90s monitor remixed in a movie does make one all of a sudden believe lots older), is without doubt one of the better constituents of the movie. Karan (Jai Bhanushali), a track producer in Mumbai, is haunted by way of faces and screams in his desires. In London, fashion clothier Andy (Andy) gets supermodel Meera to perform a dance for his friend Radhika (Shivani Tanksale). Leone is singlehandedly, and quite expectedly accountable for the wolf-whistles and audible gasps from her viewers. That she is indescribably sizzling in the movie does not really require any point out. However then, the walking-speaking Meera undoes the appeal the dancing-ooh-aah-ing Leone casts on her viewers... The very moment she opens her mouth to speak. But extra on that later.

Meera, a claustrophobic, and on anti-depressants, passes out after a picture shoot at some point, when there's a power reduce. She tells Radhika about her worry of airplanes and closed areas. Andy has promised to rope in Meera for a shoot on the sands of Rajasthan, but isn't definite tips on how to fly her to India, given her absolute paranoia of being on an aircraft. Radhika dupes Meera into believing that there's a new airport-themed restaurant in town, and, as soon as the latter is several tequilas down, is taken to the aircraft. Subsequent morning, they're in Jodhpur, much to Meera's shock.

Once carried out with Meera's tantrums, the group get taking pictures. A nearby ruler Ranveer Singh (Mohit Ahlawat) interrupts the shoot and then invites the workforce over to his palace for dinner. And it just will get even bizarre from there. There's a 300-12 months-historic story in between, which intertwines Meera's destiny with Karan's and Ranveer's, and there may be Bhairon (Rahul Dev), an evil sculptor of yore, too, in the scene.


so far as the story is involved, Ek Paheli Leela gasps and pants, a la its lead heroine, and is unable to do much to the viewer. The colours of Rajasthan are captured well by cinematographer Bashlal Sayeed, and come throughout as a redeeming point of the movie. There may be various song and dance, and the numerous tune administrators of the movie do their jobs good. Leone is jaw-droppingly hot when she's on the dance floor.

To move on to the weakest a part of the film... The performing. Sunny Leone's appearing wishes so much - and one is being particularly slight in utilising that phrase - of growth earlier than she will do justice to a film. Looking glamorous, dressing up well, and even getting the Rajasthani local dialect correct usually are not enough to salvage her (lack of) appearing. Jai Bhanushali's dude-in-distress Karan is satisfactory, besides for his monologues. Mohit Ahlawat comes throughout as inadvertently humorous whilst spouting his philosophy one-liners; in any other case shouldn't be very convincing as Ranveer. Rahul Dev performs his fiendish Bhairon good. Rajneesh Duggal's Shravan doesn't make much of an influence. On this blackness of way-below-average performing, the one who shines probably the most is Jas Arora. He is so hammy, so ridiculously over-the-prime that one does not particularly understand whether or not or now not to shut their eyes and ears when he comes on screen.

There's this scene within the film the place Meera, as soon as she finds love, throws her anti-depressants away. If simplest the container would permeate the screen and land in a viewer's lap! The actual 'paheli' of the film's title shouldn't be Leela's story. It is why this movie was even made. If you're planning to watch the film, and there is only one purpose to take action - Sunny Leone - keep an aspirin regional. You can want one. source Indiatimes