Critic's Rating: 1.5/5
Cast: Karanvir Sharma, Mannara, Shraddha Das
Direction: Vivek Agnihotri
Genre: Thriller
Duration: 2 hours 10 minutes
Avg Readers Rating: 1.6/5
Story: A crime reporter rents an outhouse in Goa in
the middle of nowhere. The landlord's daughter falls madly and obsessively in
love with him. They get involved in a hit-and-run case which complicates this
fanatical love story.
Review: 'Zid' is nothing like we have never seen before -
it's a story of how love, lust and obsession can drive someone to crime and
insanity. Of course, there are the usual suspects - like a love triangle, a
cocky detective, some lame witnesses, and stormy nights (every time crime
unfolds). Praise the heavens! Ronnie (Karanvir) a crime reporter based in Goa
is coping with memories of his ex-girlfriend. His over-zealous boss advises him
to get 'laid' to get over the past, and says, "Your cabin is like your sex
life." Dull, dark and dusty that is.
Ronnie moves to an eerie
outhouse in the back of the beyond to start afresh. The landlord's daughter,
Maya (Mannara) - overacting from the word go - warms up to Ronnie like she's
been waiting for him for the last few lives (haunting, alright!). She lives
with her ailing father, has an alligator for a pet, and spends her day swinging
from a tree. Watch out, her pet has a bigger role than her father (interesting,
huh?).
Moving on, it gets
weirder. She falls in love with Ronnie instantly and soon it leads to
obsession. For him it's casual flirting, for her it's pure pyaar. They go on a
date night, but what could have been a 'happy ending' turns into a tragic
night. His car hits a girl on a bike and Ronnie is ridden by fear and guilt.
His ex-girlfriend Priya (Sharddha) obviously makes a re-entry, driving Maya to
extreme lunacy.
Enter, detective
Moses, always wearing a wicked, know-it-all grin. More chaos ensues; logic
slips off like satin lingerie. There's ample kissing and some love-making too.
Hold on, our ladies even pull off their tees (yeah: topless!) with ease. Yet,
we fail to get seduced with a storyline thinner than our leading ladies' sheer
tops.
The performances
are forgettable and flaws scream out loud. The climax tries to shock, but
leaves you shaken and wondering - whose zid was this anyway? As the case comes
to a painful close, a guy sitting next to me exasperatingly said, "It's
time for a standing ovation." I rest my case.