Only for the first few scenes of the film, you’ll have the urge to appreciate the novel idea it brings to the table – of twin souls – which isn’t quite the same thing as soulmates. But, soon enough its tacky production, over dramatic sequences and novice actors will distract you.
Parambrata, who is a known face in Bengali films and is best remembered in Bollywood for his role in Kahaani, is utterly wasted in the movie. The Hate Story bombshell Paoli Dam makes a comeback in a forgettable role. In a nutshell, this film is one unmemorable ham-fest. For any romantic movie to work, it is imperative that the leading pair shares crackling chemistry.
In this case, Paoli and Parambrata don’t quite fit in. While he is at least tolerable as the shy, reticent, boy-next-door, Paoli is absolutely unbearable. She is way too loud and over-dramatic. Garishly dressed, mouthing expletives uncomfortably, Paoli tries too hard to please. Director Subhash Sehgal makes his actors play to the gallery, especially Parambrata who hits a new low.
The film has a promising idea but the lacklustre screenplay plays spoilsport. The blissful night that changes Mallika’s life is narrated in flashback and feels too superficial. There is no real attraction between Mallika and Soumitra and hence the kernel of the story seems unconvincing. As the two hop from a watering hole to a restaurant to a beach, their lack of chemistry becomes visible. The story keeps harping on how two people complete each other but the lingering unsolicited gyaan is the final blow to your patience.
After 107 minutes of incessant rambling about righteousness and morality, the film attempts to end on an inventive note but that hardly compensates for the pain it inflicts on you for its runtime. Yaara Silly Silly is sillier than it claims to be. Avoid it and spare yourself the challenge of surviving this vile affair.