Logic gets suspended here as easily as gravity in space and no one has any motivations for their actions. All’s well that ends well, and at least this one ends. Period.

The only thing that you will be asking yourself after watching Karle Pyaar Karle is maine pyaar kyun kiya?

The film is full of cliches of mainstream cinema. And the characters, like the parents of the boy, the quiet suffering mother of the girl, the villain who owns a meat factory, his spoilt son, the son’s sidekick, are caricatures that have been a part of Bollywood potboilers for eons. It’s time to bury these fast and furiously, rather than attempt to glorify them like KPK does.

The effort is to make a hatke love story, hence the team tries to pack just about everything on the shelf: romance [also mandatory songs, skin show and lip locks], adrenaline pumping action, bike stunts et al. However, despite cramming the film with the staple ingredients to woo the spectators, the impact is sorely missing because it appears forced in the scheme of things, instead of seamlessly flowing in the narrative. KARLE PYAAR KARLE is a dull and dreary fare!

Take our word and give this one a miss, or be prepared to lose out on two hours of your life that you will never get back.

…its difficult to fall in love with Karle Pyaar Karle for the simple reason that it’s a badly made film with no redeeming factor. Stay away.

The movie has no plot, with a silly bachpan ka pyaar as its theme. The writing, direction, editing, music and performances are bad, beyond description. After watching this disaster, even watching Manmohan Singh giving a speech would be like the climax of a James Bond movie.

In a nutshell avoid this haphazardly shot catastrophe.

The dialogue is spectacularly insipid. “Akkal baadam khaane se nahin, thokar khaane se aati hai,” is one gem. And then there are the lame retorts that the central character tries passing off as smart-alecky.