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Aesthetically, Shaandaar is a marvel. Ayananka Bose’s cinematography bathes every frame in a cotton-candy palette—powder blues, blush pinks, mint greens. Poland has never looked more like a Wes Anderson daydream. But the visual perfection becomes oppressive. It’s a wedding album with no guests, a cake with no sugar. The emptiness of the frame mirrors the emptiness of the plot. The film is so obsessed with being shaandaar on the surface that it forgets to build a single scene with genuine stakes. When the climax arrives—a slapdash, low-energy resolution—you feel not joy, but relief.
Then the wedding guests arrive.
It’s the Bollywood equivalent of a wedding where the food is cold, the speeches are endless, and the bride and groom are clearly exhausted. You want to have fun. The decorations insist you are having fun. But deep down, you’re just counting the minutes until you can leave.
In the annals of Bollywood’s ambitious misfires, Shaandaar occupies a unique, almost dreamlike space. Directed by Vikas Bahl on the heels of the universally adored Queen (2013), and reuniting the effervescent Shahid Kapoor and Alia Bhatt after their hit Humpty Sharma Ki Dulhania , the film arrived with the weight of a blockbuster wedding band. Its marketing was a blitz of pastel colors, destination wedding glamour, and a thumping, chart-topping soundtrack by Amit Trivedi. It promised shaandaar —magnificent—fun.