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Let’s start this off with a bang, or rather, a whimper. If you’re looking for a rollercoaster ride of emotions, then hop aboard the ‘Colourrs of Love’ train. Choo-choo! All aboard for a trip through heartbreak, depression, and a supposedly uplifting journey of self-discovery, helmed by a sex therapist who has seen happier days.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m all for a storyline that throws its protagonist into a pit of despair, only to claw his way out with the help of a friendly neighborhood psychologist (who just happens to be a close friend of our protagonist’s mom). But, there’s something about ‘Colourrs of Love’ that feels a bit… well… diluted.
Meet Dr. Avee Sharma, a young and dashing sex therapist, played by Smaran Sahu. He’s heartbroken and depressed. Why? Because he’s just gone through a painful breakup. What’s a boy to do? Naturally, his mother, Vidya (portrayed by the ever-reliable Deepika Amin), calls upon her psychologist buddy, Rajat (played by Pawan Chopra), to step in and save the day.
As Avee makes his way through his emotional minefield, he even finds time to fall for his neighbor Nikita, played by Bhakti Kubavat. It’s a classic Bollywood romance – boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl back after a (somewhat) intense emotional journey.
Smaran Sahu does an okay job of portraying Avee. He keeps us engaged with his performances, even though some of his lines are so cheesy, they could be served on a platter at a wine tasting. For example, "lubrication in sex is excellent but don’t use it in friendship," really, Avee?
The supporting cast, including Deepika Amin and Pawan Chopra, try to add some depth to this film. But, unfortunately, the screenplay feels a little like a deflated balloon – a lot of potential, but lacking that ‘POP’ to make it truly engaging.
In the end, ‘Colourrs of Love’ is like a box of chocolates (and I’m not talking about the good ones). It’s sweet, it’s nice, but it’s also easily forgettable. It’s a decent watch if you’ve got 121 minutes to kill.
Rani’s Wrap-Up: ‘Colourrs of Love’ is like a rainbow during a drizzle – pretty to look at, but ultimately, a bit dull.
Remember folks, sometimes, love is like a bad Bollywood film – complicated, dramatic, and full of cheesy lines. Until next time, this is Review Rani signing off! 😘
