Ishkq in Paris
If it’s Paris, it must be the Eiffel Tower, canoodling lovers on the boulevards, and in an elevator, too. Most Parisians are conversant in Hindi too, including a belly dancer who, disappointingly announces that she’s off-duty. Ergo, no belly belly here.
Eventually you are served a boisterous balle balle though. Woe.
Honestly, you approach Ishkq in Paris, with a certain amount of warmth. Preity Zinta deserves to be back in the limelight. And director Prem Raj does happen to be quite an efficient technician. Conceptually alas, this globe-trotting enterprise is a non-non, bereft of a substantial storyline, and so excessively dedicated to its producer-cum-heroine showing off a range of casual chic costumes, that it ends up looking like an extended photo-session. Result: a glut of fashiony photographs.