Synopsis (Thanks Bombay Talkies!):
This is the story of Sidharth Mehra (Ranbir Kapoor), a lazy, unmotivated slacker from Mumbai whose life undergoes a series of changes after taking his final year college exams. Sid’s world is breezy, carefree, and without any true responsibilities. The most important elements in his life are his friends, his camera, his car, and his X-box 360.
Sid thrives around his two best friends, Rishi (Namit Das) and Laxmi (Shikha Talsania), very rarely communicates with his mother Sarita (Supriya Pathak) and takes his father Ram Mehra (Anupam Kher), and all his hard earned wealth for granted. Despite all these traits, Sid is an honest boy; sweet, funny, and above all, a good friend. Aisha Bannerjee (Konkona Sen Sharma), an aspiring writer from Calcutta, learns this soon enough when her path crosses with Sid’s on her first day in Bombay, Ambitious, well-read, and driven, Aisha has come to Bombay to realize her dreams as a writer. Despite their contrasting personalities. Sid becomes Aisha’s first friend in the city.
As Aisha sets up her life in Bombay, with the help of Sid and his gang, Sid allows for time to fly by over long drives, parties that stretch well into dawn, and endless hours doing absolutely nothing. But summers vary rarely dull these days and Sid’s summer is no different. A series of circumstances and events compel him to take stock of his life and take a hard look at himself. Will he, at some point figure out what he’s supposed to be doing with his life?
First and foremost, I have to give the two thumbs up to the producers and debutant director for producing the rare Hindi movie without the singing segment between the lead actors. God, I feel so much less melancholic without the singing from the leads. Plus the lack of on-screen singing helps to make the story as dramatic and also life-like as possible. I’m serious. I believe the Hindi film industry can do away without the singing as I rather watch an extra five minutes of screenplay over a five-minute song with horrendous lyrics.
Next, I have to applaud Ranbir Kapoor for playing such an affable and loveable character to perfection. He really acted like a real boy who has yet to wake up and grow out of his comic reality that it didn’t come across as revolting to see him sleeping on a bedspread of Spongebob Squarepants or wearing the numerous cartoon-animation tees. It was really adorable to see a real grown up man (in this film he was supposedly twenty) still walking around in his little boyish world, oblivious to the importance of education, family and friends.
Konkona on the other hand played a matured girl with ambitious dreams to be a writer of her own column and played her charecter just as well too. In fact, both of them are flawless. However, I somehow feel that Konkona is better suited for the Kollywood industry as I reckon she is one of the darker on-screen beauties on the Bollywood market now. I don’t mean any harm from the previous statement of mine but it seemed rather queer to see the lead actor be fairer than the lead actress. I am not faulting her in her acting, I just feel she doesn’t have as much staying power in the Bollywood industry as the other actresses such as Rani Mukherjee or Katrina Kaif.
The storyline was lovely, although at certain parts it was rather predictable. But if there’s something you want to take away from the movie, it has to be that no matter how grown a man can be, he will always have his childish side that will never fade regardless of how hard you try to change him. Ladies, that’s the best thing you should know about your significant other.
And yes, rumor has it that Ranbir Kapoor and Shahid Kapoor are the next SRKs of the future generations. Boy o boy am I so looking forward to seeing more of them in the near future. I mean how can you possibly resist the former’s boyish good looks?
Wake Up Sid gets 5 out of 5 stars.
Despite the predictable storyline, I believe this movie is Ayaan Mukherjee’s perfect debut movie. He picked the right leads and the film’s screenplay and movement was just fantastic.