Dhoom
Dhaam
is
a
medley
of
midnight
shenanigans
that
oscillate
between
jumbled
screenplay
and
out-of-place
crusading,
notes
Sukanya
Verma.
A
story
unravelling
over
the
course
of
a
night,
a
couple
on
the
run,
opposites
attract,
high
stakes
robbery
caught
on
camera,
cops
and
crooks
hot
on
the
trail,
a
mysterious
codeword
that
stands
for
someone
or
something,
a
cute
pooch
that’s
somehow
connected
to
it
all
—
sounds
familiar,
doesn’t
it?
Dhoom
Dhaam
is
the
sort
of
run-of-the-mill
rollercoaster
that
sponges
off
all
the
cliches
of
the
crime
comedy
genre
for
an
endgame
that’s
foreseeable
from
a
mile
even
before
the
ball
gets
rolling.
Directed
by
Rishabh
Seth
for
a
script
credited
to
Aarsh
Vora
and
Aditya
Dhar,
the
caper
is
essentially
a
rom-com
of
chalk
and
cheese
personalities
crammed
into
a
breakneck
adventure
where
an
arranged
marriage
couple
reveals
its
true
self
over
a
series
of
unfortunate
events.
Forced
to
tie
the
knot
within
weeks
of
meeting
each
other
for
lack
of
auspicious
dates
till
another
few
years,
Veer
(Pratik
Gandhi),
the
timid
Gujarati
bloke,
and
Koyal
(Yami
Gautam
Dhar),
the
feisty
Punjaban,
turn
out
to
be
exactly
the
opposite
of
their
names.
She
can
kick
butt
and
blast
off
expletives
at
the
slightest
of
provocation.
He’s
the
stereotypical
sissy
afflicted
by
all
kinds
of
socially
awkward
traits
and
phobias.
The
banter
it
provides
is
pretty
much
the
premise
of
Dhoom
Dhaam,
which
flimsily
forces
in
some
thrills
in
the
form
of
two
sets
of
policemen
engaged
in
a
cat
and
mouse
chase.
Both
parties
are
looking
for
something
the
newly
wed
duo
inadvertently
are
in
possession
of
and
refuse
to
rest
until
found.
Only
the
timeline
is
all
over
the
place.
Between
their
wedding
night,
Mumbai
monsoon,
New
Year’s
Eve,
Christmas
revelry,
shaadi
season,
bachelorette
party,
Dhoom
Dhaam
is
a
medley
of
midnight
shenanigans
that
oscillate
between
jumbled
screenplay
and
out-of-place
crusading.
One
moment,
the
couple
is
kidnapped
and
panting
for
breath
in
a
car’s
boot,
another
they’re
hanging
out
in
handcuffs
at
night
clubs.
And
while
I
am
all
for
excitedly
articulated
monologues
on
feminism,
Koyal’s
diatribe
on
society
discriminating
against
women
is
what
compels
them
to
lie
and
enjoy
their
freedom
would
feel
a
little
less
insincere
if
her
parents
weren’t
such
pushovers.
Or
if
she
wasn’t
lashing
at
her
bestie
and
ex-boyfriend
like
a
Hulk
beating
the
living
daylights
out
of
Loki.
For
all
its
vigour,
Dhoom
Dhaam‘s
lazily
rustled
characterisation
and
scenario
—
it’s
time
to
retire
some
emotions
like
the
act
of
an
otherwise
limp
hero
turning
into
a
daredevil
no
soon
his
ladylove
is
harmed
for
the
nth
time
—
is
happy
to
let
its
leads
do
all
the
hard
work.
Luckily
for
the
makers,
Pratik
Gandhi
can
smoothly
alternate
between
a
hoot
and
heart.
His
goofy
ineptitude
and
lowkey
charm
exude
a
likeability
that’s
key
to
such
formulaic
fare
and
its
serviceability.
Ditto
for
Yami
Gautam.
The
actor
shifts
between
sweet
and
scrappy
with
such
gusto
to
highlight
their
contrasts,
you
almost
wish
Dhoom
Dhaam
was
a
buddy
cop
movie.
Dhoom
Dhaam
streams
on
Netflix.
Dhoom
Dhaam
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